Alyssę Józefina Knutkowski — my full Polish name. While other girls had American middle names like Elizabeth and Marie, I was stuck with Józefina — or, as my middle school teacher eked out, "Josephine." Similarly, my immigrant grandparents' last name was shortened to “Kaye” when they came to America — the name which they struggled to provide for my family. With my parents working multiple jobs, I spent most nights with my grandparents. Sitting at the kitchen counter with my babcia, rolling dough to create beautiful Polish food, I came to an important realization: my grandparents strived to express our culture, long after coming to America. I realized I cannot be ashamed of my grandparent's struggle to provide me with the freedom I was blessed with. Legacy to me was shown through my grandparents working extremely hard to provide a stable life for my mother, and then my parents working hard to provide a stable life for me and my siblings. An amazing legacy like this taught me that hard work and determination, anything is possible. I am ashamed to have ever been embarrassed by my name and roots. In reality, this made me the amazing person I am today. I also saw how terrified my grandparents were of doctors and the medical field in general. They always needed one of us to accompany them so they wouldn't get taken advantage of. This is a horrible cycle I want to break. Being somewhat fluent in 3 languages allows me to eliminate some language barriers. I want to make patients feel as comfortable, and as welcomed as possible, because I understand their position and how hard they are working to establish a life. I plan to work hard in my future in the medical field. I want my children to have the privilege that my mother and grandmother worked so hard to establish in the United States. I want to teach my children cultural appreciation and never be quick to judge someone's situation. I have seen what it's like to be a minority and struggle with English, empowering me with compassion and patience. I've realized our world is centered around these “different” people and the work they do to provide for future generations. My Polish-American identity has allowed me to see different life perspectives, from my grandparents' years of hard work starting from scratch to those who have lived here their whole lives. I've seen the difficulties that come with being an immigrant, and so I strive to be compassionate towards everyone — especially those trying to provide their families with a better future. Alyssa Josephine Kaye — a name I am so confident in I could scream it from rooftops. I've realized I want to use my background to fuel my compassion toward others in my future in medicine. To show patients that I am empathetic toward their struggles here in America and that they are heard.

I stepped into the large warehouse, surrounded by tables labeled men, women, boys, girls— and it hit me that this was reality. I was only 14, but I knew my passion for volunteering and strived to make a difference. Which Is why I started volunteering long before it ever counted for hours on a sheet. In fourth grade, I was an altar server every Sunday, where I would help the priest with mass. I loved the small act of helping someone, but how great it meant to them. I then would go to religious education, where I would learn and then after class help a nun (sister Jamine) with her classroom and supplies. The next thing I knew I was doing food drives, clothing drives, helping with concession stands, building the homecoming float every year of high school, picking up trash at local parks, and dressing up and being in the community parade. Through volunteering in my community, I realized the importance of generosity in all of its forms. I gave my time up, I realized my ability to give back to the community, and I gave people things they didn't have. Through volunteering so much, I realized how much I loved to help people– which is why I decided to go into nursing. I decided I wanted to volunteer in the hospital communities/setting. I wrote Valentine's day letters to children at Saint Jude's, did a can drive and raised over $400 to donate to the gift of life, raised awareness of the benefits of organ donation, made hand-tied blankets to donate to the hospitals, and was in the local paper. It is so important to volunteer within your community because you are helping people one step at a time. Even if your community is not big (like mine), it is that much more important to help. Our community is what gives us everything we need, which why I believe philanthropic giving it is so important and crucial to our communities. I am more fortunate than some, so I wanted to use this to my advantage and help those in my community. I believe the smallest efforts add up and make the biggest difference in the community because they are often overlooked. Doing small acts of kindness could save someone's day or even life. I try to incorporate random acts of kindness along with volunteering into my everyday life. Randomly buying someone's coffee, helping out a friend, or simply smiling at someone are some of my favorites. Through my time doing community service, I developed empathy, open-mindedness, and determination which will aid me in receiving my BSN. I will use the traits I learned through volunteering and help patients to my best ability. I will show empathy towards them and their actions because they may be in a difficult situation, and I will imagine myself in their shoes similar to what I would do while volunteering. I want to take my nursing degree and become a travel nurse to help hospitals that are short-staffed or need a specialty nurse. I also plan to continue organizing non-profit organizations. I learned my favorite way to help others is to not only donate some cans to the local food shelter but it is to organize and carry out the action. You put in hard work and labor and a little suffering because– a lot of us have it much easier than others. I realized that suffering for a small amount of time is nothing compared to what others go through, and offering that up from myself is more rewarding than any dollar amount.

A specific person in my life I would consider to be a hero is my grandparents. With my parents working multiple jobs, I spent most nights with my grandparents. Sitting at the kitchen counter with my babcia, rolling dough to create beautiful Polish food, I came to an important realization: my grandparents strived to express our culture, long after coming to America. I realized I cannot be ashamed of my grandparent's struggle to provide me with the freedom I was blessed with. through my grandparents working extremely hard to provide a stable life for my mother, and then my parents working hard to provide a stable life for me and my siblings taught me that with hard work and determination, anything is possible. I am ashamed to have ever been embarrassed by my name and roots. In reality, this made me the amazing person I am today. I also saw how terrified my grandparents were of doctors and the medical field in general. They always needed one of us to accompany them so they wouldn't get taken advantage of. This is a horrible cycle I want to break and attempt to make better. Being somewhat fluent in 3 languages allows me to eliminate some language barriers. I want to make patients feel as comfortable, and as welcomed as possible, because I understand their position and how hard they are working to establish a life. I plan to work hard in my future in the medical field. I want my children to have the privilege that my mother and grandmother worked so hard to establish in the United States. I want to teach my children cultural appreciation and never be quick to judge someone's situation. I have seen what it's like to be a minority and struggle with English, empowering me with compassion and patience. I've realized our world is centered around these “different” people and the work they do to provide for future generations. I hope to change the way future generations act toward and respect their elders. My Polish-American identity has allowed me to see different life perspectives, from my grandparents' years of hard work starting from scratch to those who have lived here their whole lives. I've seen the difficulties that come with being an immigrant, and so I strive to be compassionate towards everyone — especially those trying to provide their families with a better future. I hope to carry my traits learned through my grandparents into my nursing career. I want to travel all over the United States and help people of all ages. I strive to make a difference in the medical field and reduce the negative stigma around anyone in the medical field.

Growing up the oldest sibling of 3 and with my parents working constantly to support us, I was basically forced to mature early. Picking up my siblings from sports, cooking them lunch or dinner, and helping them with schoolwork, taught me a great amount. I was able to see how much children look up to you, and how to be a good role model to them. They learn through their mentors, and they appreciate you more than they ever put into words. Not only did they teach me things, but I taught them things. I taught them to stick up for themselves to bullies. I taught them crucial skills like doing the dishes and laundry. I taught them to love themselves and that they are worth more than what anyone tells them. I was also a mentor to other children. In only 6th grade, I was an English tutor for 2nd-grade students. I would let them read to me and then try to get them to demonstrate their comprehension. It allowed them to get more comfortable with their reading skills, and it taught me patience because I was once that young too. I was also a teacher's aid for a summer religious education program, where I would engage with the students and show them that learning can be fun. I hope to continue to mentor children and adults throughout my nursing career. I hope to be the inspiring person that the children turn to in hard times. I will use my empathy and patience learned through mentoring people my whole life, and use it to make a difference in the world by being the comforting person patients of all ages can rely on in the medical field.

With my parents working multiple jobs, I spent most nights with my grandparents. So because of this, I have always had respect for elderly people. My whole life, I have tried to make it easier for the elderly, and have shown an immense amount of compassion, empathy, and respect towards them. Recently, I started cleaning an elderly couple's home because they cannot get around well anymore. I vacuum, sweep, take the trash out, clean the bathrooms, and of course, give them some company. In the past, I have shoveled my elderly neighbor's driveway, helped them find their table through my hosting job, and I have simply prayed for them. Through this, I truly discovered my love to help people. I hope to get my degree in college and start off gaining experience by being a CNA for the elderly. I want to continue my passion with a diverse range of ages and places, which is why I hope to become a travel nurse. I hope to carry my knowledge through work and volunteering with the elderly and have it help me in my future in medicine. I hope to continue to help the elderly because I know they have done so much for our communities without most of us realizing it. They fought in our wars, started some of the most popular companies, and established the America we know today. I will forever be grateful to my grandparents for setting up this amazing role model figure, and shaping the appreciation I have for elderly people.

10 million people every year are affected by domestic violence, and 1 in 4 are women. Colleen Hoover is an amazing romance novelist, and I have been a fan of hers for quite some time now. Her famous “it ends with us” book not only is extremely moving but brings awareness to domestic abuse as well, which is why I am so grateful this book has gained the popularity it has. The book's main character is Lily Bloom who falls in love with a surgeon, Ryle Kincaid. He is charming and wins her over. She is so in love and it is almost too good to be true. Eventually, he becomes abusive. She doesn't leave and it continues to happen. Through the book, we see what is going through her mind, and why she stays, and it truly shows a battle between her emotions. Her father was abusive growing up, and she swore she would never let anyone treat her the way her mother was treated. Eventually, she found the courage and left, although it wasn't easy. This book was the perfect way to raise awareness of this issue. It showed different ways it can happen, and it also shows why leaving a situation like this is easier said than done. This book has inspired many, and I encourage everyone to read it. Personally experiencing people in these toxic situations, and understanding their point of view of why they may stay in a situation like this, creates a new sense of open-mindedness. This book will forever resonate with me and allow me to identify and assess one who may be going through a similar situation in my future in medicine. Domestic abuse/violence victims who keep quiet end with books like this.

I sang the final line “I found Dove in a soapless place”, (a parody to Rihanna's “We found love”- a song about finding the light in a dark situation) staring into the 08’ MacBook photobooth at 8 years old, I was a wannabe YouTube star. With a single click, it was published. Out for thousands of eyes to see. I squeal with happiness and replay my masterpiece a million times. As I eagerly show my family my magnum opus, negative comments catch my eye. My heart pounds out of my chest. What I thought to be a masterpiece had people cyberbullying an 8-year-old. “She can't sing,'' they commented. “She needs autotune”. My family shooed me away to hide me from the discouraging words. With $1,000 my once 8-year-old self would want me to buy a new auto-tuned microphone to actually allow me to accomplish this superstar dream, but that is unfortunately not my reality anymore. The reality is that my parents have struggled financially for most of my life. This $1,000 would go toward my college tuition, more specifically paying for my room and board. College is extremely expensive these years, so my parents are encouraging me to be an RA for as many years as I can (which is only 3). So, this scholarship would go toward paying my room and board so that for all 4 years I can get it covered and reduce the gawking college price as much as I can.

Academic validation– the root of many peoples (including me) constant stress, anxiety, and burden during the academic year. While high academics look amazing on college applications, they did not look amazing in my brain. I would complete my homework and fear it wasn't perfect. I would study for hours but then get distracted easily because of my undiagnosed ADD/ADHD. It was when I started to focus on my mental health that this feeling was suppressed, but not completely gone. I realized this was rooted when I moved schools during my freshman year of high school. From Chicago to a small town in Michigan– I was worried about making friends and proving myself. I felt like I had to show that I was worthy enough of the academic opportunities at this school, and get involved. I luckily made friends, became NHS president, and had countless volunteer hours. I was so happy with my life– but why was my anxiety still so high? This was when I realized I prioritized academics over my mental, physical, and emotional health, and it became dangerous. I would stay up and get no sleep, then wake up and drink an energy drink, try to complete homework in class, then have practice for 2 hours and work following that. I had high anxiety, trouble focusing, and depression. My life was a complete mess. By senior year, I got a bit of a grasp on how I can balance having good mental health along with good grades. I began to plan ahead. I have a table calendar where I write out assignments and due dates, to ensure I no longer procrastinate. I take baths with calming eucalyptus to ease my tense mind after a long or hard day. I go for walks with my dogs around the block. But, one of my favorites is hanging out with friends or praying. Friends always seem to know how to make me laugh and for a few simple hours, I am full of joy and relaxation. I also ensure I make time for God in my life, whether it's praying before bed, or at random times during the day— and my spirit feels instantly uplifted. After I prioritized mental clarity, it truly opened my mind to new opportunities. I felt like my mental fog was cleared. I was able to have more time to do things I love. I was able to focus on my relationships, and most of all, focus on becoming happy again. I continued to get good grades, but without the mental distress that once came with it. I exceed even more. I was able to finish the senior year with all A’s including in my AP classes and dual enrollment classes. I passed and received my Patient Care Technician certification with flying colors, so now I can work in a hospital drawing blood, performing EKGs, or checking patients in. I am beyond proud of how far I have come mentally and physically. I hope to carry what I have learned about de-stressing in my future in medicine. I hope to assess patients and identify the symptoms of too much stress that I had experienced, and comfort patients through it. I will explain ways I overcame my mental distress in hopes they find what works best for them as well. In the hospital I aspire to be the comfort person that I (unfortunately) didn't have and be the person patients can talk to about their mental health.

Alyssę Józefina Knutkowski — my full Polish name. A name even Grammarly is trying to correct-how could I not be embarrassed? While other girls had American middle names like Elizabeth and Marie, I was stuck with Józefina — or, as my middle school teacher eked out, "Josephine." Similarly, my immigrant grandparents' last name was shortened to “Kaye” when they came to America — the name which they struggled to provide for my family. With my parents working multiple jobs, I spent most nights with my grandparents. Sitting at the kitchen counter with my babcia, rolling dough to create beautiful Polish food, I came to an important realization: my grandparents strived to express our culture, long after coming to America. I realized I cannot be ashamed of my grandparent's struggle to provide me with the freedom I was blessed with. The American dream to me means building and holding this strong relationship with my culture and adding dashes of American to it. I was able to learn these Polish/European traditions growing up, along with some American ones. I will forever continue to teach my children about how hard my grandparents and parents fought to allow us to have a good life and even go to college, unlike them. My college education is extremely important to me, which is why I am so determined to complete it. Growing up speaking a different language and experiencing things a little differently, empowered me with compassion and patience. I've realized our world is centered around these “different” people and the work they do to provide for future generations. My Polish-American identity has allowed me to see different life perspectives, from my grandparents' years of hard work starting from scratch to those who have lived here their whole lives. I've seen the difficulties that come with being an immigrant and I hope my BSN degree allows me to use my empathy, compassion, and kind-heartedness towards everyone — especially those trying to provide their families with a better future. I hope to build a strong family and pass down these European traditions, to make my grandparents proud of me for completing my degree and going into a field that helps others, and most importantly, show them that I am grateful for them sacrificing their young adulthood for the benefit of my future. Alyssę Józefina Kaye — a name I am so confident in I could scream it from rooftops. I've realized I want to use my background to fuel my compassion toward others in my future in medicine. To show patients that I am empathetic toward their struggles here in America and that they are heard.

Education is the fuel to your future–especially when going into the medical field like me. This is why I was sure to choose a college that fulfilled my needs academically but was also an amazing environment. My all-girls college is fueled with woman empowerment, self-worth, and love. I knew I have wanted to be in the medical field ever since I was a little girl running around Chicago hospital rooms because of my VSD. I learned how crucial it was to have a skilled, caring nurse aiding you in terrifying times. A quality nurse not only has the technical know-how to care for a patient but is a caring person who guides patients out of their suffering. I aspired to be the comforting nurse who guided and helped patients out of their worries. I knew I wanted to follow this passion, so I got a jumpstart on my career in high school by attending a CTE health science program at a community college near me. Throughout the academic year, I learned how to deal with patients mentally and emotionally along with learning medical terminology and advanced anatomy and physiology. I participated in HOSA and Gift of Life as well for the first time where I demonstrated my CPR and BLS technique while raising awareness of organ donation. I made it past states and almost to internationals for CPR. I was challenged throughout the program, but it truly tested my ability to balance work, school, and friends — while allowing me to pursue something I love. This inspired me to continue and apply to the second-year program– which was highly selective and only chose the top 25 applicants. When I was accepted, my body filled with joy because I knew that all my hard work had paid off, and I will continue to learn more about the medical field. I am now taking the previous information I learned and continuing to develop and apply my understanding. I am also getting hands-on learning by doing EKGs, phlebotomies, and internships at Woods edge special needs learning center and getting my Patient Care Technician certification. My education has shaped my worldview by being aware of problems happening. I am conscious of how I communicate and understand that every culture and religion has different boundaries and norms, and to respect that. My education living on the south side of Chicago taught me to care for others and broadened my open-mindedness to different communities. I was presented with countless volunteer opportunities like organizing my own shoe drive which gave back to women and children shelters and veterans around the US and Nigeria, helping in can drives, writing and sending letters to children at Saint Jude's Children Hospital, organizing a can drive and donating $400+ to the Gift of Life foundation, along with donating hand-tied blankets to them as well. I am forever grateful for the amazing education and experience I received, how much it opened my mind, and how much that will prepare me for my future in medicine. Being constantly in hospitals ever since I was born lead me to be eager to pursue my education. I hope to earn this amazing scholarship, to aid me in continuing my love and passion for nursing. I want to apply my knowledge to ensure that I become the best nurse I can be, have a positive impact on those in medical need, and be the one who alleviates fear and pain in desperate times.

Education is the fuel to your future–especially when going into the medical field like me. This is why I was sure to choose a college that fulfilled my needs academically but was also an amazing environment. My all-girls college is fueled with woman empowerment, self-worth, and love. I knew I have wanted to be in the medical field ever since I was a little girl running around hospital rooms because of my VSD. I learned how crucial it was to have a skilled, caring nurse aiding you in terrifying times. A quality nurse not only has the technical know-how to care for a patient but is a caring person who guides patients out of their suffering. I aspired to be the comforting nurse who guided and helped patients out of their worries. I knew I wanted to follow this passion, so I got a jumpstart on my career in high school by attending a CTE health science program at a community college near me. Throughout the academic year, I learned how to deal with patients mentally and emotionally along with learning medical terminology and advanced anatomy and physiology. I participated in HOSA and Gift of Life as well for the first time where I demonstrated my CPR and BLS technique while raising awareness of organ donation. I made it past states and almost to internationals for CPR. I was challenged throughout the program, but it truly tested my ability to balance work, school, and friends — while allowing me to pursue something I love. This inspired me to continue and apply to the second-year program– which was highly selective and only chose the top 25 applicants. When I was accepted, my body filled with joy because I knew that all my hard work had paid off, and I will continue to learn more about the medical field. I am now taking the previous information I learned and continuing to develop and apply my understanding. I am also getting hands-on learning by doing EKGs, phlebotomies, and internships at Woods edge special needs learning center and getting my Patient Care Technician certification. After attending a university and getting my BSN, I plan to become a travel nurse or a nurse practitioner. Both of these career pathways will allow me to help others in desperate times, and hopefully inspire many children like me. My amazing education programs have helped me get this jumpstart that I needed, which is why I stand with education being one of the most important aspects to one's future. What I learned about communication– will help me effectively talk to patients by keeping them comfortable and ensuring I do not offend them. I will use my early lab skills to jump ahead in my nursing classes. Being constantly in hospitals ever since I was born, I am eager to pursue my education. I hope to earn this amazing scholarship, to aid me in continuing my love and passion for nursing. I want to apply my knowledge to ensure that I become the best nurse I can be, have a positive impact on those in medical need, and be the one who alleviates fear and pain in desperate times.

Ripped from my mother's arms at birth, then in and out of hospitals constantly until I was 5– my favorite scientific discovery saved my life. The doctors immediately knew something was wrong with me. I had a VSD that was almost the size of my heart. They told my mother I needed surgery, but they can't do it here in America– it has to be done in Lebanon. Little did my parents know— I would be the doctors ``guinea pig” for a new product called the Amplatzer asymmetric ventricular septal defect occluder (AAVSDO). My parents were torn between the decision of sending me, or leaving the hole alone and hoping for the best— both were an immense gamble. The day they were supposed to make a decision, it came back that it has a high failure rate. Mortified, my parents left the doctors sobbing, clutching me to their chest as I was just moments away from being gone forever. This scientific discovery not only saved my life but allowed me to live it to the fullest. From this point on, I never let my defect stop me from swimming, running around the tennis court, or leaping across the dance stage. I am forever grateful for the scientists that bring new options to the table, and I am even more grateful for the ones who admit there is an error and a high failure rate before more people lose their lives. I hope to use my scientific and medical background to aid me in college in the science lab, and in my future in medicine. I hope to change the lives of many children just like me— and inspire them that nothing can hold them back.

I sang the final line “I found Dove in a soapless place”, (a parody of Rihanna's “We found love”) staring into the 08’ MacBook photobooth at 8 years old, I was a wannabe YouTube star. Hours go by and the views rack up. As I eagerly show my family my magnum opus, negative comments catch my eye. My heart pounds out of my chest. What I thought to be a masterpiece had people cyberbullying an 8-year-old. “She can't sing,'' they commented. “She needs autotune”. My family shooed me away in an attempt to hide me from the discouraging words - but I saw. A single click and the comments are disabled. No more hate. Throughout my high school years, I have experienced having to find Dove in a soapless place. Moving states away my freshman year was the time I needed to find soap. High school is a huge transition in general, but going in not knowing a single soul made my stomach feel like it was hosting a catfight. My first day of high school was a warm September day. I woke up with no power. My siblings and I made the best of it by grabbing candles to light up the dawning house. 30 minutes later, I stepped into my new school frightened by the number of unfamiliar faces. I walked up to the middle of the auditorium and received a name tag with my name on it - a name nobody knew. I took another glance around and it seemed like the bustling crowd had grown. I could have kept my head down, or turned to my phone and avoided all social interactions, but I remembered who I was in my old town. A Youtube star. I knew a YouTube star would not sit in the corner of the auditorium and hope for the best, so I turned and made conversation with a short, curly-haired girl (who became my best friend) and she was fairly new too. As we chatted, I felt a sense of relief from having someone who understood. I made the best out of an unfortunate and scary situation- I found the soap that I was looking for. Moving schools opened up new opportunities while teaching me valuable lessons. Through a local college, I attended a CTE health science program, where I learned critical skills like using/operating an EKG, phlebotomies, and capillary punctures- making me realize the precision and technique that goes into caring for someone while being kind-hearted towards patients as well. I also learned about the hustle of the medical field by preparing for the Certified Patient Care Technician test. My high school experiences have truly deepened my love and passion for the medical field. Learning about new cultures through volunteering in my town and school in general, taught me open-mindedness. Branching out and talking to new people along with balancing two part-time jobs taught me equilibrium and good communication. My understanding of the terror of being a new student taught me empathy. I strive to demonstrate my empathy while caring for patients. To use my open-mindedness when having to respect other cultures and religions. To use my determination to finish college with a well-rounded, intelligent mind. And to perfect my clinical skills to not only shape me into an outstanding nurse but allow me to make a change in the world by traveling. There is no doubt in my mind that I'd take full advantage of the countless opportunities on campus and find Dove in a soapless place.

As I walked down my middle school hallway, with my pants so baggy they were dragging on the ground and my xl hoodie going down to my knees, I kept my head down. While some may see skinny as a dream— it was my complete nightmare. I kept my head down because every day I would walk into school and have boys and girls taunt me for how underweight I was. I struggled every day. I was embarrassed to stand up in front of the class and go to the bathroom, boys would call my name then point to the wall (implying I'm flat), and people would ask me if I ate. It was a never-ending cycle and a constant reminder of my body, and how uncomfortable I was in it. I would be made fun of for my stick legs, my limp hair, and my lack of development (like.. What girl is fully developed in 7th grade?!). What those students didn't realize was the lifelong anxiety, depression, and body dysmorphia that came along with their words– and I am still struggling to this day. I feel as if this aspect of body shaming is not talked about enough, hence why I am bringing it up in this application. Being a victim of bullying and constant body shaming strips everything from you. I would cry for hours to my parents begging them to homeschool me. But, they never gave in. Eventually, I did end up moving schools because my dad's job transferred him. A huge blanket of fear and anxiety covered me as I remember everything that was said about and to me concerning my weight. I was worried I would live it all over again, and I would be once again caught up in this never-ending cycle. I began to eat. Eat so much, all day, every day. I got so caught up with trying to end the bullying so badly, that people were astonished by how much I ate. Eventually, as I looked down at the scale, the food caught up with me. And surprisingly, I was happy. The worries of people judging my body suddenly vanished. Until, after 2 years of barely looking in the mirror at my body, I did. I was taken aback. My 00 petite shorts no longer fit and everything on my body was so much bigger. I will never forget that feeling of being so disgusted with myself. I have absolutely no pictures of my body throughout these bullying years, because of how much I hated myself. When COVID hit, my depression worsened. I was stuck in this vicious cycle of not eating, losing a ton of weight, binge eating to gain it back, gaining a ton of weight, having no sleep, hating myself, not knowing what my real body looks like, repeat. I would be lying if I said I am fully recovered from this time in my life. While I still struggle at times, I am much better off. This tragic event in my life that occurred at such a young age has allowed me to realize the standards teen girls are expected to live up to– when in reality they are simply fictional. Through this experience, I explored my love for volunteering (focusing on women and children) and being a young woman with a voice. I started a shoe collection for women, children, and veterans all over the United States and Nigeria. I helped an older nun at my church every Sunday with random tasks after religious education. I wrote valentines to the children at St. Jude's to give them a little pick me up, because I know what its like to be struggling with self-image. I became the NHS president to organize even more charity events and listen to the members of the NHS. Through volunteering, I learned my passion for helping others– which is why I want to pursue a career in nursing. I joined a CTE program at a local community college for health sciences. I learned to not only care for patients, but communicate and recognize signs of abuse, mental illness, and neglect. I will use everything in my power as a nurse and recognize negative signs of mental health and report it immediately. I know to not invalidate patients' feelings, but feel compassion and understanding towards them and their struggles because— I personally have been there. I strive to use my weaknesses thrown at me during my time being bullied and combine them with my strengths. I understand the insecurity, constant pressure, and hopelessness that comes with being a young woman these years. I hope to use my knowledge and experience of mental health to become the best nurse I can be, and not only identify, but help these patients who may seem totally fine because I was once that “totally fine” person wore a smile just for show. In college, I hope to pursue spreading mental health awareness by starting or joining a mental health club. By checking in on my friends and doing simple acts of kindness, I can change someone's life immensely. I aspire to be the person who is the light in the darkness, alleviates fear in desperate times, and is a comfort for those struggling.

Starting my junior year of high school, I attended a CTE health science program at a community college. Throughout the academic year, I learned how to deal with patients mentally and physically, and learned anatomy/physiology along with medical terminology. I participated in HOSA where I made it past states and almost to internationals for CPR. I was challenged throughout the program, but it truly tested my ability to balance work, school, and friends — while allowing me to pursue something I love. This inspired me to continue and apply to the second-year program– which was highly selective and only chose the top 25 applicants. I am now taking the previous information and continuing to develop and apply my understanding while also getting hands-on learning by doing EKGs, phlebotomies, internships, and being a certified patient care technician. Being involved in the medical environment has not only helped me learn the basics of creating a quality nurse but also made me confident in my future in medicine. After attending a university and getting my BSN, I plan to become a travel nurse. I hope to travel all around the U.S. and help many children who are struggling medically like I was (financially and emotionally) in the southern suburbs of Chicago. I eventually would like to start my own practice as well. I am eager to pursue advanced training in an amazing nursing college. I want to apply my knowledge to ensure that I become the best nurse I can be, have a positive impact on those in medical need, and be the one who alleviates fear and pain in desperate times.

I wake up after lying on a tree root for 8 hours to the smell of a campfire, and the voice of birds chirping. I unzip the tent to get a strong gust of fresh air, along with seeing my family cooking breakfast. I love nature because it is so simplistic and beautiful. Everything is in its natural form, you smell pure air and there are so many benefits to being outside in nature as well. When I was just 2 years old, I started camping. Every year from then on, my family has taken many camping trips. I fell in love with the change in lifestyle, and how amazing it made me feel. It is so easy to be cooped up in your house in the summer, sitting preparing for school, the SAT, or whatever academic challenges you have approaching. In the summers, I simply would let my mind relax and enjoy my many camping trips technology-free. This truly allowed me to disconnect and become one with the outdoors. I was not constantly checking my phone, or even charging it all that much because there was absolutely no service nor a need to be on it. I plan to carry my knowledge of the outdoors and the way it makes me feel throughout college. Whether it's walking to a coffee shop instead of driving, studying outside instead of inside, or going on a hike— nature is such an easy way to destress and clear your mind. Doing this has allowed me to excel in school without becoming too stressed out about things–heck I’m writing this sitting outside right now! I will without a doubt continue to grow with nature throughout my college career.

Many would describe me as dedicated, hard-working, and focused, which is one of the main reasons why I believe there wasn't a single time I didn't use persistence when overcoming an obstacle in life. When I was only in preschool, I started dancing. From that moment on I knew I wanted to make it on the competitive team. When I tried out in 5th grade and didn't make it. I tried out the next year– and again I didn't make it. I was devastated. I went up to my teacher to see what I could work on because I wanted to make it. I worked every day from that point on. Weekends, nights, summers, everything–and I finally made it. This is when I realized all I needed was confidence to achieve my goals. Fast forward to high school. I was interested in dual-enrolling at a college near me. I applied and unfortunately got waitlisted. I was discouraged, but this didn't stop me from continuing to try my hardest to get into the class. I worked hard on my grades, went to school every day, and eventually, I got an email saying I got in. I proved myself, and it paid off in the end. In my life, I aspire to continue using persistence to achieve my goals. I plan to continue to work hard and pursue my dreams of completing college and becoming the best nurse I can be because of the constant persistence I have had throughout my life. I will continue to work hard, even when obstacles are thrown at me. Self-confidence is the quality of success.

I sit in the dark medical room; the only light coming from the echocardiogram. I'm listening, and all I hear are muffled sounds coming from the machine. I turn and see an image of my heart–accompanied by a large tear. I am terrified. Terrified that my VSD has worsened and I may need surgery. Terrified to spend months in recovery-- or worse. "All good!" The nurse wipes the cold jelly along with my fear off my chest. At this moment, I learned how crucial it was to have a skilled, caring nurse aiding you in terrifying times– especially as a child. A quality nurse not only has the technical know-how to care for a patient but is a caring person who guides patients out of their suffering. A VSD is a heart defect that should affect one's ability to do sports, and their overall endurance/breathing. Starting my junior year of high school, I attended a CTE health science program at a community college. Throughout the academic year, I learned how to deal with patients mentally and physically, and learned anatomy/physiology along with medical terminology. I participated in HOSA where I made it past states and almost to internationals for CPR. I was challenged throughout the program, but it truly tested my ability to balance work, school, and friends — while allowing me to pursue something I love. This inspired me to continue and apply to the second-year program– which was highly selective and only chose the top 25 applicants. I am now taking the previous information and continuing to develop and apply my understanding while also getting hands-on learning by doing EKGs, phlebotomies, internships, and being a certified patient care technician. Being involved in the medical environment has not only helped me learn the basics of creating a quality nurse but also made me confident in my future in medicine. I know for a fact I am going to accomplish this dream of mine. I have also been able to discover my passion for volunteering-- focusing on women and children. Just starting in 4th grade, I was an altar server. From there on out, I would donate feminine products, write Valentines to the children at St. Jude's, organize a shoe drive and collect over 800 pairs to be donated to women, children, and veterans all over the U.S. and Nigeria, collected over $400 in cans to donate to the gift of life, and rose awareness about organ donations. Through all this, I realized how blessed I am to thrive with my condition, and ensure that I leave an impact on children in my nursing future. After attending a university and getting my BSN, I plan to become a pediatric travel nurse. This career will allow me to help others, and hopefully, inspire many children like me. I hope to carry the skills I learned early on, into college and beyond. What I learned about communication– will help me effectively talk to patients by keeping them comfortable. I will use my early lab skills to jump ahead in my nursing classes and excel at the labs. Being constantly in hospitals ever since I was born, I am eager to pursue training at an amazing nursing college. I hope to earn this amazing scholarship, to aid me in continuing my love and passion for nursing. I want to apply my knowledge to ensure that I become the best nurse I can be, have a positive impact on those in medical need, and be the one who alleviates fear and pain in desperate times.

I sit in the dark medical room; the only light coming from the echocardiogram. I'm listening, and all I hear are muffled sounds coming from the machine. I turn and see an image of my heart–accompanied by a large tear. I am terrified. Terrified that my VSD has worsened and I may need surgery. Terrified to spend months in recovery-- or worse. "All good!" The nurse wipes the cold jelly along with my fear off my chest. At this moment, I learned how crucial it was to have a skilled, caring nurse aiding you in terrifying times. A quality nurse not only has the technical know-how to care for a patient but is a caring person who guides patients out of their suffering. A VSD is a heart defect that should affect one's ability to do sports, and their overall endurance/breathing. I was not going to disappoint my parents who had me taken right from their arms at birth with no explanation, simply because the hole was almost the size of my small heart. So I ensured I lived my life to the fullest despite never getting it repaired-- which came with consequences. When I want to get a physical to play sports, nobody except my specialist will check off on it because of simply how severe/scary it sounds and they don't believe that I am well enough to play sports (regardless of me telling them I have been very active my entire life). I also have to take the trip up to Chicago every 2 years to ensure the hole has not worsened. Starting my junior year of high school, I attended a CTE health science program at a community college. Throughout the academic year, I learned how to deal with patients mentally and physically, and learned anatomy/physiology along with medical terminology. I participated in HOSA where I made it past states and almost to internationals for CPR. I was challenged throughout the program, but it truly tested my ability to balance work, school, and friends — while allowing me to pursue something I love. This inspired me to continue and apply to the second-year program– which was highly selective and only chose the top 25 applicants. I am now taking the previous information and continuing to develop and apply my understanding while also getting hands-on learning by doing EKGs, phlebotomies, internships, and being a certified patient care technician. Being involved in the medical environment has not only helped me learn the basics of creating a quality nurse but also made me confident in my future in medicine. I know for a fact I am going to accomplish this dream of mine. After attending a university and getting my BSN, I plan to become a travel nurse. This career will allow me to help others, and hopefully, inspire many children like me. I hope to carry the skills I learned early on, into college and beyond. What I learned about communication– will help me effectively talk to patients by keeping them comfortable. I will use my early lab skills to jump ahead in my nursing classes and excel at the labs. Being constantly in hospitals ever since I was born, I am eager to pursue training at an amazing nursing college. I hope to earn this amazing scholarship, to aid me in continuing my love and passion for nursing. I want to apply my knowledge to ensure that I become the best nurse I can be, have a positive impact on those in medical need, and be the one who alleviates fear and pain in desperate times.

As I walked down my middle school hallway, with my pants so baggy they were dragging on the ground and my xl hoodie going down to my knees, I kept my head down. While some may see skinny as a dream— it was my complete nightmare. I kept my head down because every day I would walk into school and have boys and girls taunt me for how underweight I was. I struggled every day. I was embarrassed to stand up in front of the class and go to the bathroom, boys would call my name then point to the wall (implying I'm flat), and people would ask me if I ate. It was a never-ending cycle and a constant reminder of my body, and how uncomfortable I was in it. I would be made fun of for my stick legs, my limp hair, and my lack of development (like.. What girl is fully developed in 7th grade?!). What those students didn't realize was the lifelong anxiety, depression, and body dysmorphia that came along with their words– and I am still struggling to this day. I feel as if this aspect of body shaming is not talked about enough, hence why I am bringing it up in this application. Being a victim of bullying and constant body shaming strips everything from you. I would cry for hours to my parents begging them to homeschool me. But, they never gave in. Eventually, I did end up moving schools because my dad's job transferred him. A huge blanket of fear and anxiety covered me as I remember everything that was said about and to me concerning my weight. I was worried I would live it all over again, and I would be once again caught up in this never-ending cycle. I began to eat. Eat so much, all day, every day. I got so caught up with trying to end the bullying so badly, that people were astonished by how much I ate. Eventually, as I looked down at the scale, the food caught up with me. And surprisingly, I was happy. The worries of people judging my body suddenly vanished. Until, after 2 years of barely looking in the mirror at my body, I did. I was taken aback. My 00 petite shorts no longer fit and everything on my body was so much bigger. I will never forget that feeling of being so disgusted with myself. I have absolutely no pictures of my body throughout these bullying years, because of how much I hated myself. When COVID hit, my depression worsened. I was stuck in this vicious cycle of not eating, losing a ton of weight, binge eating to gain it back, gaining a ton of weight, having no sleep, hating myself, not knowing what my real body looks like, repeat. I would be lying if I said I am fully recovered from this time in my life. While I still struggle at times, I am much better off. This tragic event in my life that occurred at such a young age has allowed me to realize the standards teen girls are expected to live up to– when in reality they are simply fictional. Through this experience, I explored my love for volunteering (focusing on women and children) and being a young woman with a voice. I started a shoe collection for women, children, and veterans all over the United States and Nigeria. I helped an older nun at my church every Sunday with random tasks after religious education. I wrote valentines to the children at St. Jude's to give them a little pick me up, because I know what its like to be struggling with self-image. I became the NHS president to organize even more charity events and listen to the members of the NHS. Through volunteering, I learned my passion for helping others– which is why I want to pursue a career in nursing. I joined a CTE program at a local community college for health sciences. I learned to not only care for patients, but communicate and recognize signs of abuse, mental illness, and neglect. I will use everything in my power as a nurse and recognize negative signs of mental health and report it immediately. I know to not invalidate patients' feelings, but feel compassion and understanding towards them and their struggles because— I personally have been there. I strive to use my weaknesses thrown at me during my time being bullied and combine them with my strengths. I hope to become the best nurse I can be, and recognize and help these patients who may seem totally fine because I was once that “totally fine” person who put on a smile just for show. In college, I hope to pursue spreading mental health awareness by starting or joining a mental health club. By checking in on my friends and doing simple acts of kindness, I can change someone's life immensely. I aspire to be the person who is the light in the darkness, alleviates fear in desperate times, and is a comfort for those struggling.

“How to study effectively” I hit enter and hundreds of YouTube videos pop up saying “manually write it out”, “look over your notes”, “make notecards”. While most of these methods are effective, it was not for my undiagnosed ADHD brain. I would “study” for hours but still never get anywhere. It hit me after my suffering freshman year GPA I needed to make a change. I started to make my notes look more organized. Did not help. I started to use Quizlet. This was a step in the right direction, but I still needed more. What was I missing after trying all of these study habits? My lucky pencil. A beautiful, pink TUL pencil that helped me through it all. I discovered time management, prioritizing mental health, and spacing. Once I figured out time management tactics– I took that lucky pencil and a big calendar and started writing all of my events out, then having a smaller planner where I can write my assignments and check them off as I go, I excelled academically. I became a straight-A student, made honor roll, and became an NHS member and president. Throughout all my tests and meetings was this pencil. With balancing my activities, I realized I needed to space out my studying. I took mental breaks, allowing myself to listen to my body. I would take short breaks to take a bubble bath. This small act helps in such an immense amount, and I think most students look over prioritizing mental health. Everyone's study strategies are different. Whether it's reading a book, listening to the professor, or using a lucky pencil, what works for you individually is what truly matters. This will solely be the tunnel to your success beyond college.

Generosity. A widely known word that we automatically think of objects, materialistic items, and much more. But, this word goes far beyond that, and I was blessed to have learned this throughout my lifetime. There are many layers to “generosity” and I have truly discovered the different aspects that piece this word together. I grew up in the Southern suburbs of Chicago with my immigrant grandparents, for my parents struggled greatly during the recession. I embraced the beauty of my culture. I witnessed our community come together whether it was bringing my grandparents fresh-grown fruit, or offering them small jobs to do, the community was generous towards them and their known struggles. Through my community, I was also able to discover my passion for volunteering. Starting in 4th grade with altar serving, and continuing to this day. I wrote letters to St. Jude's Children Hospital, donated over $400 to Gift of life, raised awareness for organ donation, tutored children in reading, and raised and donated over 800 pairs of shoes to women, veterans, and children all over the United States and Nigeria, and so much more. I was blessed to pick up on this aspect of generosity. Another aspect I have picked up on is an immense amount of support throughout my lifetime. Whether it was competitive dance, trying a new sport, or simply just needing moral support– my family was always there to support me. I am beyond grateful to have discovered the immense breakdown that goes into the word “generosity”. I discovered levels of gratitude, appreciation, and love throughout my childhood. I am beyond grateful to have amazing, hard-working role models who raised me– and I will without a doubt carry these traits of empathy, determination, and of course generosity to college and into the work field.

I sit in the dark medical room; the only light coming from the echocardiogram. I'm listening, and all I hear are muffled sounds coming from the large machine. I turn and see an image of my heart–accompanied by a large tear. I am terrified. Terrified that my heart has worsened and I may need surgery. Terrified to spend months in recovery - or worse. "All good!" The nurse wipes the cold jelly along with my fear off my chest. I sigh in relief as the nurse pats me on my shoulder. My name is Alyssa Kaye, I am a high school senior, and it was at this moment that I learned how crucial it was to have a skilled, caring nurse aiding you in terrifying times. A quality nurse not only has the technical know-how to care for a patient but is a caring person who guides patients out of their suffering. I aspired to be the comforting nurse who guided and helped patients out of their worries. Starting junior year, I attended a CTE health science program at a community college near me. Throughout the academic year, I learned how to deal with patients mentally, and physically (certified in BLS and CPR). I learned safety standards, advanced anatomy and physiology, and medical terminology. I participated in HOSA as well for the first time where I made it past states and almost to internationals for CPR. I was challenged throughout the program, but it truly tested my ability to balance work, school, and friends — while allowing me to pursue something I love. This inspired me to continue and apply to the second-year program– which was highly selective and only chose the top 25 applicants. When I was accepted, my body filled with joy because I knew that all my hard work had paid off, and I will continue to learn more about the medical field. I am now taking the previous information I learned and continuing to develop and apply my understanding. I am getting hands-on learning by doing EKGs, phlebotomies, and internships, and I am a certified patient care technician. I also participated in HOSA for the second year for PSA. Being involved in the medical environment has not only helped me learn the basics of creating a quality nurse but also has deepened my love for the field and made me confident in my future in medicine. After attending a university and getting my BSN, I plan to become a travel nurse or a nurse practitioner. Both of these career pathways will allow me to help others in desperate times, and hopefully inspire many children like me. I hope to carry the skills I learned early on, into college and beyond. I will use my early lab skills to jump ahead in my nursing classes and excel in the labs. There is no doubt in my mind I am fully committed to becoming a nurse– as proven through my CTE program– and there is no doubt in my mind I am not fully prepared for the rigorous and devoted training that goes into being a nurse. Being constantly in hospitals ever since I was born, I am eager to pursue advanced training in an amazing nursing college. I hope to earn this amazing scholarship, to aid me in continuing my love and passion for nursing. I want to apply my knowledge to ensure that I become the best nurse I can be, have a positive impact on those in medical need, and be the one who alleviates fear and pain in desperate times.

With my parents working multiple jobs, I spent most nights with my grandparents in a town coasting the south side of Chicago. Through this, I discovered my love and passion for volunteering. From elementary to high school, I have been involved in the community. I did everything from altar serving to food drives. The biggest impact I have made was through Souls for Soles — which I organized and carried out. After hours of planning and announcements, a few weeks go by and shoes came pouring in. Over 800 pairs. 800 pairs of shoes to be donated to people of all ages in women's shelters, veteran organizations, and children's programs, all over the US and Nigeria. After going to the warehouse and seeing labels— "Women," "men," "children"— it hit me that this was reality. After hours of dripping sweat, running around, and sorting hundreds of shoes, we were done. The feeling is purely indescribable. A few years go by and I was told I was moving schools. I knew one thing for sure--I wanted to continue volunteering. I stepped out of my comfort zone and became NHS president to lead service projects and listen to members. I volunteered in countless more fundraisers, helping my community in any way. Moving states allowed them to embrace new and different cultures. Volunteering has allowed me to see the world from different life perspectives. I've realized I want to use my background show compassion toward others in the future. To show patients that I am empathetic toward their struggles, kind-hearted from my past volunteering, and that they are heard. I've seen the difficulties that come along with money struggles, education setbacks, and so much more–and so I strive to be compassionate towards everyone.

Being an extrovert, being NHS president, and in other clubs have helped me come to terms with speaking what is on my mind. I have been able to discover that most are too nervous to say something and they feel a sense of relief when someone else does. But, right now, my mind is on something else. My mind is on the innocent children's lives who were lost devastatingly at Robb elementary school today. This is an extremely risky and hard topic to talk about and even come to terms with, but I am not going to sit and stay silent. I speak my mind because I want to advocate for change. Because I cannot sit here comfortably and say I am happy with our society right now. 19 elementary students who won't get to go to prom, football games, play sports, or just simply live life because of another's actions. I am disgusted, frustrated, and upset with how things are playing out. As a society, we need to rediscover ourselves. We need to focus on mental health and realize warning signs (social media posts, in school, everything!). And no matter what political views you side with-- a human life should take priority. I hope, one day, that I can make a difference with my degree and even in college. I hope to continue speaking my mind and engaging in peaceful protests, petitions, and donations to make a change for a better world. What's on my mind right now, is that nobody deserves to die that way, in a so-called "safe space". I hope speaking my mind will eventually change people's opinions and myth-bust rumors. I strive to commit to this, and I will not stop until a change is made.

I had an entire essay written specifically for this prompt, but I'm hitting the delete button because my mind is somewhere else. My mind is on the innocent children's lives who were lost devastatingly at Robb elementary school today. This is an extremely risky and hard topic to talk about and even come to terms with, but I am not going to sit and stay silent. The meaning of life is not working constantly, it is not questioning your existence, it is simply coming together as humans and striving for a change. Because I cannot sit here comfortably and say I am happy with our society right now. 19 elementary students who won't get to go to prom, football games, play sports, or just simply live life because of another's actions. I am disgusted, frustrated, and upset with how things are playing out. As a society, we need to rediscover ourselves. We need to focus on mental health and realize warning signs (social media posts, in school, everything!). And no matter what political views you side with-- a human life should take priority. I hope, one day, that I can make a difference with my degree and even in college. I hope to discover why I am here on Earth, but I truly believe it is to advocate for change. Because I know for a fact that certainly, the meaning of life shouldn't be fearing to go to the grocery store, a festival, and certainly not where we receive our education. Everyone's life should be cherished, and I will fight for that until the day I die.

My grandparents immigrated to America just before my mother was born. I grew up on the south side of Chicago with my Polish grandparents mostly— for my parents were struggling and we were constantly working. I picked up on the beautiful language along with many other traditions my family carried for generations. Through this, I discovered my love to volunteer and help people. I was in NJHS along with the NHS (president). Even when I didn't have to track for “service hours'' I still continuously volunteered out of the love of my heart. I love to volunteer and it is my passion– one of the main reasons I want to go into STEM is so that I can continue to help millions of people. I want to make an even bigger impact on the world, and stem is my main outlet to do so. I truly believe the combination of science, math, and technology into one is the future of a better world, and as an independent woman I strive to contribute to it not only through my schooling, but my volunteer work as well. In my freshman year of high school, my dad received an amazing job opportunity– but it required us to move multiple states away. I was terrified because I did not know a single soul, on top of starting a big new chapter of my life–high school. I went on and made many new friends along with trying to get a jumpstart on my career through being dual-enrolled at a local community college. Through this, I gained multiple college credits along with getting experience in the field through clinical labs medical terminology and getting my PCT certification. I hope to go to a university and continue my love for biology, math, technology, and nursing. I want to make a change in the world, and I believe my university would greatly help me do this. I can enrich my previous knowledge and apply it to real-world concepts– and not just hypothetical ones. I can get amazing one-on-one experience in a small university to bond and really understand my labs, not just do them for a simple completion grade. I strive to use my knowledge to my best ability and use it to my power in helping people. Attending a university will greatly help me achieve that better than any other program. I hope to use my knowledge of STEM and bloom into the amazing person, nurse, and citizen I was set up to be.

“Confidence is key” A common phrase many say in their lives. What most fail to realize is how true this statement is. When I was in middle school, I experienced severe bullying. I was extremely thin, tall, and I felt like I stuck out like a sore thumb every day. I constantly let the hurtful words people would say to me get me down. I was moving schools for high school, and I knew one thing– that I wouldn't allow myself to continuously get bullied. I walked in on my first day more confident than I've ever been. I stood tall, embraced my body, and was genuinely comfortable in my skin. I never felt better. When I changed my ways, I made friends. I was talking to people and being my old self again. It felt like a ton of bricks were just lifted off of my shoulders. To this day, –along with most people– I still have some minor insecurities. When that annoying pimple pops up, or when I’m having a bad hair day, I never let these minor inconveniences affect me. By constantly critiquing yourself, and not loving yourself, growth will be nearly impossible. I knew that I wanted to grow at this new school, and be the person I never was—one with confidence. I aspire to continue living my life like this and continue blooming into a beautiful, powerful, confident woman. In my life, I aspire to continue using persistence to achieve my goals. I plan to continue to work hard and pursue my dreams of completing college and becoming a nurse. To continue working hard, even when obstacles are thrown at me. Self confidence is the quality of success.

What fuels the fire one calls life? For me, It is an experience. Taking things one day at a time while living spontaneously. Everything I do must be planned out. Cleaning my car, doing homework, studying, etc. is what leads me to believe in my success in school. But, what about my social life? Most of these random bursts of joy with my friends, laughing and screaming the lyrics of songs– are complete and utterly spontaneous. I believe the mixture of a structured lifestyle with random fun events is what keeps me grounded in hard times. It's these risks that we take and go “against the planner” sometimes that lead to the best results. I wanted to join a program at a community college (whilst in high school) and I sadly, was waitlisted. I was devastated because I didn't get in and felt like my “spark” was put out. But, I made a new schedule and moved on despite people telling me not to wait. A month later I got an email saying there was a spot for me. I was overjoyed and felt my spark come back. I ensured that in this class I tried my absolute best, and gave 100% all the time. This paid off because I got into the second year of the program with ease, and finished with a 99% overall. This was me bursting into flames and truly loving what my future holds. I hope to continue balancing a healthy mix of organization with living on the edge. I hope to carry this method into college to allow me to excel in my major, while still making new friends and having a good time. My fuel, –living with no fear nor regrets– has allowed my small lighter flame to bloom into a campfire.

Alyssę Józefina Knutkowski — my full Polish name. A Polish name my immigrant grandparents' had to shorten to “Kaye” when they came to America — the name which they struggled to provide for my family. Because of this, I was blessed to find my love and passion for volunteering. From elementary to high school, I have been involved in the community. By far, the biggest impact I have made was through Souls for Soles — which I organized and carried out. One day, I heard about organizing a service project, and I jumped on the opportunity. I collected over 800 pairs. 800 shoes to be donated to all ages in women's shelters, veteran organizations, and children's programs, all over the US and Nigeria. As I stepped back and looked in my garage, it jammed with shoes, I realized I was making a difference. We then drove to Chicago to sort and distribute the shoes. I saw tables labeled — "Women," "men," "children" —a striking reality. After hours of dripping sweat, running, and sorting shoes, we were done. The feeling is purely indescribable — I would do it again in a heartbeat. I realized how much I have to be grateful for. How hard so many work for--just to get little in return. I've realized I want to use my background to fuel my compassion toward others in my future in medicine. To show patients that I am empathetic toward their struggles, kind-hearted from my past volunteering, and that they are heard. I've seen the difficulties that come along with money struggles, education setbacks, and so much more-- so I strive to be compassionate towards everyone— especially those trying to provide their families with a better future.

I wake up in the morning, forgetting where I am. I look around and remember I am in Alaska, helping children and hospitals in need. I throw on my scrubs, pack my lunch, and head out the door for another 12-hour shift of doing what I love. In the future, I aspire to become a travel nurse where I go and help hospitals that are short-staffed and in need. I hope to be extremely well-rounded. I have known I have wanted to help others for an extremely long time, which is why I got a jumpstart on my career through a CTE health science program hosted by a community college near me. I learned the basics of patient care and medical terminology, while also getting hands-on experience doing EKGs, phlebotomies, capillary punctures, perineal care, vital signs, and so much more. Through this program, I believe I am fully prepared for the nursing field and have truly seen how you not only need book smarts to be successful in this field-- you must also be caring, empathetic, and kind-hearted. I was able to gain a few college credits that I will then use to jumpstart my nursing schooling at Saint Mary's College. This program is simply amazing, where the small classes are tailored to your education, and I believe I will truly get the hands-on experience I need to perfect my skills. After obtaining my BSN, there is no doubt in my mind that I will excel in this field. I was blessed to have amazing resources to set me up for success in healthcare. I hope to also apply for as many scholarships to graduate debt free. I hope to not only achieve my goals but also flourish into the amazing nurse I was set up to be.

I sit in the dark medical room; the only light coming from the echocardiogram. I am terrified that my heart has worsened and I may need surgery. Terrified to spend months in recovery - or worse. "All good!" The nurse wipes the cold jelly along with my fear off my chest. At this moment, I learned how crucial it was to have a skilled, caring nurse aiding you in terrifying times. A quality nurse has the technical know-how to care for a patient while demonstrating empathy. I attended a CTE health science program at a community college. I learned the nursing basics and participated in HOSA for CPR and qualified for Internationals. Now, I'm in the second-year program– with only the top 25 students. Now, I'm getting hands-on learning by doing EKGs, phlebotomies, internships, and my PCT certification. I have tested my ability to balance work, school, and friends — while allowing me to pursue something I love and be confident in it. After obtaining my BSN, I plan to become a travel nurse. This career pathway will allow me to help and inspire many children like me. I hope to carry the skills I learned early on, into college and beyond. I am fully committed to becoming a nurse– as proven through my CTE program– and I am fully prepared for the rigorous and devoted training that goes into it. Being constantly in hospitals ever since I was born, I am eager for my future. I hope to earn this amazing scholarship, to aid me in continuing my love and passion for nursing. I want to apply my knowledge to ensure that I become the best nurse I can be, have a positive impact on those in medical need, and be the one who alleviates fear in desperate times.

I wake up in the morning, forgetting where I am. I look around and remember I am in Alaska, helping children and hospitals in need. I throw on my scrubs, pack my lunch, and head out the door for another 12-hour shift of doing what I love. In the future, I aspire to become a travel nurse where I go and help hospitals that are short-staffed and in need. I hope to be extremely well-rounded. I have known I have wanted to help others for an extremely long time, which is why I got a jumpstart on my career through a CTE health science program hosted by a community college near me. I learned the basics of patient care and medical terminology, while also getting hands-on experience doing EKGs, phlebotomies, capillary punctures, perineal care, vital signs, and so much more. Through this program, I believe I am fully prepared for the nursing field and have truly seen how you not only need book smarts to be successful in this field-- you must also be caring, empathetic, and kind-hearted. I was able to gain a few college credits that I will then use to jumpstart my nursing schooling at Saint Mary's College. This program is simply amazing, where the small classes are tailored to your education, and I believe I will truly get the hands-on experience I need to perfect my skills. After obtaining my BSN, there is no doubt in my mind that I will excel in this field. I was blessed to have amazing resources to set me up for success in healthcare. I hope to also apply for as many scholarships to graduate debt free. I hope to not only achieve my goals but also flourish into the amazing nurse I was set up to be.

"Life is short" A term many say but it does not hit until it is too late. I hope to truly live life to the fullest, accomplish my dreams, and do everything and anything because well-- life is short. I wake up in the morning make a coffee, jump in my new car, and head to the nursing practice that I started. This is one of the main things On my bucket list-- start a business or a practice. Hence why I am majoring in nursing but minoring in business. This achievement would truly top everything and I am 100% going to get started on it as soon as my college diploma hits my hand. After a short work day, I drive to a private airport. where I get strapped in and flown up into the air and at about 10,000 ft. in the air-- I'm free like a bird. I have always wanted to skydive, because I truly think the adrenaline rush would be unmatched, along with the freedom I would feel. I was never afraid of heights and I love roller coasters so I want to take it to the next level eventually. After this, I go home to my family and we all talk about our days. Having a big family is something I 100% want to achieve as well. Something about having a good amount of siblings, and lots of love is something I have always dreamed of having. There are many things I want to accomplish in my life, and these are just a few. I not only want to "live life to the fullest" but go well beyond that and accomplish my dreams.

I sit and take time to listen to patients talk and express their feelings while nodding to show engagement. I remember patients' names and interests and ask about their hobbies/interests. I understand if a patient is angry with me for no reason, and imagine myself in their position. All of these are ways I strive to demonstrate empathy in my nursing future. Helpful nurses need to use empathy to allow the patient to feel as comfortable as possible. I also experienced this firsthand through my grandparents. My grandparents immigrated to America, and because of financial issues, basically raised me. I saw how hard it was for them to start and make a living. People can be extremely cruel and selfish when it comes to things like that because they have never been in a hard situation. I am the complete opposite and strive to use it to my advantage. I simply could not imagine if I was sick in a hospital, and had a cold nurse who did not show empathy. With my background, I am fully aware of the hardships that come along with coming to a new country, living in a new place, and being simply terrified. I will use this to help those who struggle with English. Being fluent in Polish and French (somewhat) allows me to piece together what one may be asking. If I cannot figure it out, professional translators are on hand at hospitals. I hope to use my empathy and show patients that I care, that they are valued, and that it is okay to be embarrassed-- and to hopefully alleviate it. I strive to show compassion, kind-heartedness, and most importantly---- empathy, in my healthcare future.

Hope. A word that seems so simple yet is so hard to grasp these past few years. The pandemic, protests for a better America, and much more these past few years– are the times when we need hope the most. We all sat back and witnessed families, healthcare workers, and students lose precious hope. It is a common thing to say how our future is doomed for the next generation, but I think it is the complete opposite. Living through the pandemic on top of countless other personal issues has only made our generation stronger. We see firsthand how everyone has so many differences– yet we still can come together and not only agree but fight for what we believe is right. Peaceful protests are an amazing example of this. Whether you agree or not with what they are fighting for– it is quite beautiful how so many people can come together and fight for a change. This is what gives me hope for our future. I hope that we will never lose our spark. That we will continue to fight for our rights and a change. We see hope for the future, which is why we put forth so much. I have great hope that our country will continue to improve simply because of our generation. Through witnessing this firsthand and living through the experience, I knew I wanted to be the person to alleviate the fear in desperate times, help those in a vulnerable state, and most of all– give them hope. With this, I plan to go into the medical field. In the future, I will strive to not only care for patients but reassure them. Most of the time, people need others to lift their spirits. I want to be that person. Living through hard times like the pandemic, not having money, and being in and out of hospitals when I was a child, all taught me how important it is to have helpful guidance by your side through it all. I aspire to be this and use my traits of being kind-hearted, helpful, and caring person.

I look in the mirror. I have blonde hair that falls down my back, deep blue eyes, and I am an awkward height. I grew up surrounded by my biggest supporters. Telling me I am beautiful, smart, and going to be big someday. All of this means nothing if you do not truly believe it. What I love about myself is not my physical looks– because I would be lying if I said I always think positively about myself. But, one thing I can confidently hold pride in is my empathy for others. I am constantly thinking about other people's feelings and the situations they may be in. Is a person driving slow? They may have lost someone recently in an accident. Or the opposite, a person may be driving fast and weaving in and out of traffic because they are having a family emergency. There are small situations in life (like these) where I am grateful for my empathy whether my thoughts are true or false. I plan to use it to my advantage in the future. I hope to carry this empathy when caring for patients in the medical field. To accept that they may be angry or embarrassed because of their state, and to never blame them. I love my empathy, for it allows me to see a different perspective unconsciously. I love my empathy for it will allow me to succeed in life.

I have learned to work extremely hard from being one of the first generations of my family here in America. My grandparents immigrated here when my mother was just a child– and this has made a huge impact on my life. I have seen how hard it is to start your life over with nothing, but I have learned from it. I hope to take my knowledge and use it to my advantage in my future in the medical field. I knew that I wanted to go into the medical field ever since I was little. I was in and out of hospitals constantly with my heart disorder– so I learned the importance of having a helpful and kind nurse throughout the way. I am fortunate enough to have gotten a jumpstart on my career by attending a CTE health science program at a local community college. I am learning patient care, law & ethics, proper bathing techniques, and medical terminology. I am also learning and performing clinical skills like perineal care, EKG, phlebotomies, and obtaining my CPCT this May. While taking this class on top of AP classes was extremely difficult, I am passionate about receiving my BSN and going into nursing. I have worked extremely hard to get my foot in the door in the medical field, and I am determined to make my positive mark. I hope to make a change in the world through nursing, using the traits learned from my personal medical experience and empathy from my grandparents. I am extremely excited to not only deepen my passion for this field but also show my family that all of their hard work has put me to high standards–and that I will exceed them.

I sit in my dark bedroom, under the warmth of my covers. My eyes begin to grow heavy. I open my eyes and I'm in a hospital. I look down to see the Cecil blue scrubs on my body and the stethoscope around my neck. I spend the next few hours tending to patients of all ages, all around the world, at all times. I walk into a little blonde girl's room and she is carrying a princess doll. As I am taking her vitals, I hear a strange noise when I place the stethoscope over her heart. Her heartbeat sounds interesting– it was an uncured VSD. I step back and look at the girl worried about her future in sports, endurance, abilities to donate plasma, and so much more because of this defect. I want to help. To comfort and guide her through these scary times. I open my eyes, and I'm back in my room. I am 18 and not a travel nurse yet, but I am on the road to being one by taking my CPCT/A exam next month. My dream is to obtain my BSN and help children all over, similar to how I was helped in the early stages of my heart defect discovery. I speak only from experience. I feel for people with various diseases, defects, and disabilities because I understand the struggle that comes along with them. I hope to use the challenges I have learned along the way to aid me in my future in nursing. I am completely dedicated to this field and want to use my empathy, determination, and positive thinking to help thousands of children recover. I not only dream of this lifestyle for the next decades of my life, but I am confident in achieving it.

My name is Alyssa Kaye, I am a high school senior, and I plan to go to nursing school. College debt is the main reason why so many young adults fall into a horrible hole of debt. I plan to leave college (completely) debt-free. After many long conversations with my parents, and choosing between colleges– I have chosen the University of my dreams, and I cannot wait. But, what can hold off is the insane number that goes along with that university. Luckily, I received a large academic scholarship that cut the cost over half of the original price. I am so grateful my work ethic and academics have not gone unheard of. With this scholarship, it made the school more reasonable. But, what was I going to do about the money it still cost? Because $30,000 a year is still a crazy price tag. I got to planning. I figured out there are plenty of on-campus opportunities to work a part-time job. So, I will get one very close (so I won't have to worry about gas, bus expenses, etc.) and it will be all profit. I also plan to be an RA for 3 years to cover my room and board, shaving off a good chunk of money as well. Now, I am still left with quite a bit of money to figure out how to pay it off….. How will I do it? Well, I am applying to every and any scholarship I can. I am truly trying my best— but it takes an immense amount of time, effort, and dedication which is piled on top of my AP classes, preparing for my PCT exam, working 2 jobs, and playing tennis in the spring… It is quite hard. I put myself through an immense amount of stress by trying to get all A’s and still go to work 3-4+ days a week. This is what I along with so many high school seniors are struggling with– to avoid financial distress in the future. Because of my dual enrollment program at a college near me, I have earned college credits while also getting a feel for the medical field. I have done advanced anatomy and physiology, medical terminology, and performed clinical skills like phlebotomy and EKG. I am fully prepared for what I may experience in the medical field and the rigorous courses that go along with nursing. I know that this has strengthened me to create a high-quality nurse. I hope and pray to receive enough scholarships to allow me to pursue my dreams at this amazing nursing school and become the amazing nurse that I have been preparing to be. I will continuously apply for scholarships while ensuring I am putting time, effort, and ensuring high quality while doing so. Although this time is extremely hard for me and I have had to make immense sacrifices, it has only prepared me for my future and college. There is no doubt in my mind that I will be fully prepared for this field. I have learned the importance of studying and what tactics work best for me. I have earned college credits that will also take off money from my tuition costs. I have learned to prioritize assignments and tasks, to ensure that I can complete everything on time and to my best ability. I hope to see the light at the end of the tunnel of no college debt.

I sit in the dark medical room; the only light coming from the echocardiogram. I am terrified. Terrified that my heart has worsened and I may need surgery. Terrified to spend months in recovery - or worse. "All good!" The nurse wipes the cold jelly along with my fear off my chest. My name is Alyssa Kaye, I am a senior in high school, and at this moment, I learned how crucial it was to have a skilled, caring nurse aiding you in trying times. A quality nurse not only has the technical know-how to care for a patient but is a caring person who guides patients out of their suffering. Attending a CTE health science program gave me the jumpstart on my future that I needed. I learned the importance of proper communication and cleanliness, working against institutional racism, along advanced medical terms. I was challenged, and it truly tested my ability to balance work, school, and friends — while allowing me to pursue something I love My second year of the program has continued to deepen my love for this field. I am now doing EKGs, phlebotomies, and internships at Bronson hospital, and taking the Certified Patient Care Tech exam this spring. Being involved in the medical environment has not only helped me learn the basics of creating a quality nurse but also has deepened my love for the field and made me confident in my future in medicine. In addition to my clinical experience and learning the basics of nursing, I love to read. I have read countless textbooks– but nothing compares to a deep, eye-opening novel. Colleen Hoover is by far one of my favorite authors. Her famous book “It Ends With Us” has opened my eyes to domestic abuse. Having a loved one who physically and mentally hurts you is destroying. I hope to use the signs of abuse that I know from my class, and knowledge gained from the book, to recognize and save those suffering from abuse. I want to use this knowledge not only in my nursing career, but also with friends, family, and everyday life. My college education will allow me to pursue my dreams of being a sense of comfort in horrible times. I can ensure I receive advanced training at an amazing nursing school, which I know I will excel at because of my previous training through my CTE program. I hope to become a travel nurse and help people of all ages in different areas. Combining my knowledge from the books I have read, my passion for nursing and my empathy will truly shine through when I am caring for patients. Being constantly in hospitals ever since I was born, I am eager to pursue my future. To ensure that I become the best nurse I can be, have a positive impact on those in medical need, and be the one who alleviates fear and pain in desperate times.

Człowiek sukcesu to taki, który jest w stanie stworzyć solidne fundamenty z cegieł, które inni rzucili w niego.“A successful man is one who can lay a firm foundation with the bricks others have thrown at him”. A Polish quote my babcia (grandma) says to me. At the beginning of middle school, I was quiet and everyday I was bullied. One day I had bread crumbs thrown in my hair, the next day I was body shamed for being skinny. There were countless days I would come home crying, begging my parents to switch schools. Since I spent most days with my grandmother after school, she would repeat this phrase. I would brush it off because I didn't understand how much those words influenced me. Fast forward a few years, I came home one day to have received the news that I was changing schools–140 miles away. I was filled with rage but mostly hurt because I was not only leaving my friends– but my family as well. My grandma reminds me that this is all in God's plan and that everything will work out. Once again– I brushed it off. I'm a senior in high school and I’m happier than ever. I not only built new and strong relationships– but I was offered amazing opportunities to get a jumpstart on nursing. I was able to take an EFE/CTE program at a local community college, which is now allowing me to learn the basics of nursing along with taking my CPCT exam in the spring. I have had many bricks thrown my way in my past. But I plan to take my knowledge of branching out of my comfort zone, rigorous classes, and sticking up for myself to continue and build this amazing ground– that I call Alyssa Kaye.

With my parents struggling financially, I spent most days with my grandparents on the Southside of Chicago. Because of the environment I grew up in, I was blessed to find my love and passion for giving back to the community– but it wasn't easy. One day my dad and I went to our favorite burrito shop downtown. We saw a homeless woman begging for money right next to it. We proceeded inside and bought her a burrito. We happily walked out and handed it to her. She looked at us with a nasty look, threw it away, and said “I don't like spicy food”. Another time, I was waiting in line for the Urban Outfitters outlet store. I was so excited to find good deals. A man swerving around the sidewalk approved me, threw a tissue at my face, and screamed inappropriate words at me. I looked around and everyone seemed to be unphased by it. Through volunteering, it opened my eyes to the grateful and kind people in this world. Seeing how a community can come together and form so much love– is what kept me positive throughout all of the negative times. Through my time being in NJHS, NHS, and involvement in the church, I have been involved in many community service projects. But by far, the biggest impact I have made was through Souls for Soles —which I organized and carried out. With some simple planning and announcements– I collected over 800 pairs of shoes. Shoes that were donated to people of all ages in women's shelters, veteran organizations, children programs, in the US and Nigeria. I stepped back and looked in my garage, with it jammed corner to corner– I realized I was making a difference. I felt satisfaction knowing that I helped those who are much less fortunate than me. I loaded up my dad's truck and we drove to downtown Chicago to sort and distribute the shoes. After countless hours of sweating and sorting, we were done. The feeling is purely indescribable — and I would do it again in a heartbeat. While I have experienced many negative sides to the world, it has made giving that much more important to me because I have experienced the world from different life perspectives. I've realized I want to use my background to fuel my compassion towards others in my future in college. To continue giving– showing that I am empathetic toward their struggles and that they are heard. I've seen the difficulties that come along with money struggles, education setbacks, and much more. I felt gratitude for the opportunity to organize and make such a positive impact on those who need it. In my future career, I want to be a nurse. I want to use this passion for helping others and allow it to equip me in being the best nurse I can be. I strive to continue making a difference and work towards making our future better. I strive to continue giving hope to those who may be losing it. I strive to be the light in people's tunnel of darkness.

1. I deserve this scholarship because I am an absolutely loaded high school senior. I am the CEO of a company, drive a Porsche, and eat fancy meals every day. I’m going to college simply because I would like to experience a “normal” early adulthood. Honestly, this is my first and last application. I deserve this scholarship so I can pursue my average dreams without taking money out of my bank account. 2. My career goal is to work at McDonalds. Turning burgers, stuffing bags, and the precision that goes into assembling a big mac– has always been my dream career. I would love to major in McDonald's management and then hopefully become a manager! I have prepared for this experience by making my own food at home– so I believe that I am fully prepared to take on this role. 3. With my short time running track, I did hurdles. My small torso and average-sized legs were not cut out for the huge hurdles that stood before me. I worked hard every day until I finally cleared it. That was a pretty big obstacle if you ask me! It inspired me so much that I now strive to be in the show “wipe out” and continue overcoming obstacles.

Imagine living in a world where everyone is exactly the same. Boring right? Equality and diversity is a beautiful thing to experience. I am lucky enough to have grown up in a culturally diverse community in the suburbs of Chicago, and to have these amazing resources applicable to me. I have had many eye-opening moments of realization and appreciation for everyone's differences. I attended the local Hindu temple, while being a Christian, and was welcomed with warm faces and comfort. I was able to experience the food, culture, and differences. I learned that different religions are beautiful and unique. I loved being able to walk barefoot and truly feel connected with the many inspiring people within it. Unfortunately, we know that many innocent lives have been lost in the past few years. I recently started attending peaceful protests, silent protests, and much more. Comfort is showered upon me when I participate in world-changing experiences like this. I see how a community can have so many differences... but all believe in one thing–change. Through these experiences, I learned my love for giving. I constantly volunteer and strive to help those in need and who may be suffering. I learned that I want to use my love and open-mindedness towards culture in my future in medicine. I want to make a difference, one step at a time. I was able to see communities align, and people set aside their differences– and it was beautiful. I am forever grateful for my experiences and I strive to pass on cultural appreciation to younger generations.

I sit in the dark medical room; the only light coming from the echocardiogram. I hear muffled sounds coming from the large machine. I turn and see an image of my heart–accompanied by a large tear. I am terrified. Terrified that my heart has worsened and I may need surgery. Terrified to spend months in recovery - or worse. "All good!" The nurse wipes the cold jelly along with my fear off my chest. I sigh in relief. At this moment, I learned how crucial it was to have a skilled, caring nurse aiding you in terrifying times. A quality nurse not only has the technical know-how to care for a patient but is a caring person who guides patients out of their suffering. I aspire to be the comforting nurse who guided and helped patients out of their worries. Starting junior year of high school, I attended a CTE health science program at a community college. I was extremely excited and filled with joy to get the jumpstart on my future that I needed. Throughout the year, I learned how to deal with patients mentally, apply safety standards, and how to properly dispose of biohazards. I also gained book smarts by learning about advanced anatomy and physiology, and medical terminology. I participated in HOSA as well for the first time. I made it to regionals and almost to internationals for CPR. I was challenged throughout the program, but it truly tested my ability to balance work, school, and friends — while allowing me to pursue something I love. I got a small introduction to the medical field and I completely fell in love with it. This inspired me to continue and apply to the second-year program– which was highly selective.My second year has continued to deepen my love for this field. I applied the basics while also getting hands-on learning by doing EKGs, phlebotomies, and internships at Bronson hospital(covid permitting for 2nd semester), and taking the CPCT exam this spring. I also participated in HOSA for the second year now, and I made it to states and will be competing in February for PSA. Being involved in the medical environment has not only helped me learn the basics of creating a quality nurse but also has deepened my love for the field and made me confident in my future in medicine. After attending a university and getting my BSN, I plan to become a travel nurse or a nurse practitioner. I want to major in nursing and minor in biology or business. Both of these career pathways will allow me to help others in desperate times, and hopefully inspire many children like me. I hope to carry the skills I learned early on, into college and beyond. What I learned with communication– will help me effectively talk to patients by keeping them comfortable and ensuring I do not offend them. I will use my early lab skills to jump ahead in my nursing classes, and excel at clinical labs. There is no doubt in my mind I am fully committed to becoming a nurse– as proven through my CTE program– and I'm fully prepared for the rigorous and devoted training that goes into being a nurse. Being constantly in hospitals ever since I was born, I am eager to pursue advanced training in an amazing nursing college. I want to apply my knowledge to ensure that I become the best nurse I can be, have a positive impact on those in medical need, and be the one who alleviates fear and pain in desperate times.

Math is like a foreign language. To understand it, you must learn the basic concepts– then apply them to bigger ones. I love math so much because I was fortunate enough to pick up on this “language” and excel at it in my high school career. It is so satisfying knowing that if you do the formula right, you will unlock the correct answer. It's like finding that missing key to the random box in your room and finally being able to open it. Math may be hard for some, which is why I think it is so important to make sure you understand it at a young age, and get the help you need early on. Math is everywhere in our everyday lives. Applying discounts in stores, figuring out distances, getting the correct measurements while building, and so much more. Meaning that– math is quite crucial. But quite frankly, math is hard for many. When I was sitting in my 7th grade geometry class, I was lost. I looked at my paper– with it asking me to find the radius of a circle. I was confused, and this topic was what I struggled with the most… geometry. My teacher came over, and helped me think about the problem. And after the test, I started to stay after class everyday, so that I could understand the concepts better. I tried hard to learn this language, and was struggling to do so, but I never let that stop me. I started to understand geometry. My test scores went from failing, to A’s. When taking a math course, it is crucial to not only understand and have an amazing teacher to help and guide you through it, but you must take part by expressing your confusion– because it will only help you in the future. In my future career in nursing, I will continue to use math. Maybe not geometry as much, but I will without a doubt continue to use it. I will be measuring fluid/solid intake and output– ensuring I collect the correct amount of specimens, while doing this all in a timely manner. I will need to measure proper dosages, to ensure my patients are getting proper and effective care. I hope to not only continue using this beautiful language throughout my life, but ensure my children excel in it too. Math is like a beautiful foreign language, so grasp on to it and explore it through the endless opportunities it provides.

Many would describe me as dedicated, hard-working, and focused, one of the main reasons why I believe there wasn't a single time I didn't use persistence when overcoming an obstacle in life. When I was only in preschool, I started dancing. From that moment on I knew I wanted to make it on the competitive team. When I tried out in 5th grade and didn't make it. I tried out the next year– and again I didn't make it. I was devastated. I went up to my teacher to see what I could work on because I wanted to make it. I worked every day from that point on. Weekends, nights, summers, everything–and I finally made it. This is when I realized all I needed was persistence to achieve my goals. Fast forward to high school. I was interested in dual-enrolling at a college near me. I applied and unfortunately got waitlisted. I was discouraged, but this didn't stop me from continuing to try my hardest to get into the class. I worked hard on my grades, went to school every day, and eventually, I got an email saying I got in. I proved myself, and it paid off in the end. In my life, I aspire to continue using persistence to achieve my goals. I plan to continue to work hard and pursue my dreams of completing college and becoming a nurse. To continue working hard, even when obstacles are thrown at me. Persistence is the quality of success.

“Confidence is key” A common phrase many say in their lives. What most fail to realize is how true this statement is. When I was in middle school, I experienced severe bullying. I was extremely thin, tall, and I felt like I stuck out like a sore thumb every day. I constantly let the hurtful words people would say to me get me down. I was moving schools for high school, and I knew one thing– that I wouldn't allow myself to continuously get bullied. I walked in on my first day more confident than I've ever been. I stood tall, embraced my body, and was genuinely comfortable in my skin. I never felt better. When I changed my ways, I made friends. I was talking to people and being my old self again. It felt like a ton of bricks were just lifted off of my shoulders. To this day, –along with most people– I still have some minor insecurities. When that annoying pimple pops up, or when I’m having a bad hair day, I never let these minor inconveniences affect me. By constantly critiquing yourself, and not loving yourself, growth will be nearly impossible. I knew that I wanted to grow at this new school, and be the person I never was—one with confidence. I aspire to continue living my life like this and continue blooming into a beautiful, powerful, confident woman.

Hussle. Focused. Helpful. Traits that describe a nurse. In the future, I plan to get my BSN and become a travel nurse. I know that this field is extremely demanding mentally and physically, but I believe that I would fit into the field perfectly. I started a CTE program my junior year of high school. Throughout the year, I learned safety standards, medical terminology, and how to deal with patients mentally. I was challenged, but it truly tested my ability to balance work, school, and friends — while allowing me to pursue something I love. This inspired me to apply to the second-year program. My second year has continued to deepen my love for this field. I am getting hands-on learning by doing EKGs, phlebotomies, and internships at Bronson hospital (COVID permitting), and taking the CPCT exam this spring. Being involved in the medical environment helped me learn the basics of creating a quality nurse while deepening my love for the field. I am confident that I will accomplish this dream of mine through understanding how to help patients not only physically, but mentally as well. I hope to carry the skills I learned early on, into college and beyond. What I learned with communication– will help me effectively talk to patients. I will use my lab skills to jump ahead in my nursing classes and excel. I am fully committed to becoming a nurse– as proven through my CTE program– and there is no doubt in my mind I am not fully prepared for the rigorous and devoted training that goes into it. I want to apply my knowledge to ensure that I become the best nurse I can be, have a positive impact on those in need, and be the one who alleviates fear in desperate times.

I look around. Hundreds of bags filled with food lay around my middle school library. I blink and now I'm washing cars at my church. The next second I'm in a warehouse with 800+ shoes I collected, getting ready to sort and distribute them. Now I'm in the school cafeteria with piles of clothes surrounding me. I look down and a book has appeared and I'm sitting with a 3rd grader reading with him. These are a fraction of the many community service activities I have participated in. I have always had a passion for volunteering, and my list continues. Volunteering to alter serve, picking up trash with girl scouts, helping out nuns at my church, collecting cans and donating the money, and being a religious teacher's aid every summer. All of my countless hours of serving the community, join together to make me self-aware of my blessings but also encourage me to not take them for granted, but rather donate and contribute to the community. I have been a member of NJHS, NHS (president), and student council, allowing me to continue following my passion for helping others. Throughout the years, I have easily racked up over 100 hours of community service. Filling me with complete satisfaction, without the plan of stopping any time soon. One of my most accomplishing projects was through the soles for souls organization, which I planned and carried out. I was attending mass when I heard an announcement about different service projects. This was the ignition of my love for volunteering. I went home and started the planning. I went to my pastor and asked him to announce that we will be collecting shoe donations after every mass for a month. The shoes came pouring in, and I collected more than I could have ever imagined. Over 800 pairs. 800 pairs of shoes to be donated to people of all ages in women's shelters, veteran organizations, children programs, in the US and Nigeria. As I stepped back and looked in my garage, with it jammed corner to corner with shoes, I realized I was making a difference. I felt satisfaction knowing that I helped those who are much less fortunate than me. I loaded up my dad's truck and we drove to Chicago to sort and distribute the shoes. We arrived at the building, and I looked around and saw tables with labels — "Womens," "mens," "children" — and I knew that this was real. After countless hours of sweating and sorting, we were done. The feeling is purely indescribable — and I would do it again in a heartbeat. I plan to carry my volunteer experience into my future. To continue helping people all over. My biggest takeaway from each experience–was how I never want to stop. I want to carry the empathy, kindness, and dedication taught to me through volunteering in the medical field with me. With these traits by my side, I know I am equipped to care for patients to my best ability. Making a difference through volunteering is certainly not a one-and-done activity, it sticks with you for life.

Growing up, I lived on the Southside of Chicago. I was desensitized to everything because I was exposed to everything. One day my dad and I went to our favorite burrito shop downtown. We saw a homeless woman begging for money right next to it. We proceeded inside and bought her a burrito. We happily walked out and handed it to her. She looked at us with a nasty look, threw it away and said “I don't like spicy food”. Another time, I was waiting in line for the Urban Outfitters outlet store. I was so excited to find good deals. A man swerving around the sidewalk approved me, threw a tissue at my face, and screamed inappropriate words at me. I looked around and everyone seemed to be unphased by it. I was losing hope in society. That it is survival of the fittest and kindness is ignored. Through volunteering, I noticed the grateful and kind people in this world. Seeing how a community can come together and form so much love– is what kept me positive throughout all of the negative times. A few years ago, my dance studio volunteered to perform for senior citizens. The simple joy they had watching us perform was simply beautiful. They found so much pleasure in just watching a few short dance routines– and it truly filled my heart with hope. I knew that there are still people in this world who enjoy the simple pleasures in life–like dancing. We take many simple pleasures in our life for granted, which is what I strived to change after this moment. I realize how grateful I should be for having shoes on my feet, clothes on my back, and food in my house. I started volunteering and helping people in elementary school, and still continue to this day. I participated in countless food drives, clothing drives, car washes, and tutoring sessions with younger kids. I organized a shoe drive through my church where I collected over 800 pairs of shoes to donate to women's shelters, veterans, and children all over the United States and Nigeria. I fell in love with the way everyone united and worked together to complete such an impactful change in our community. I was filled with hope– that the young students who started volunteering at a young age would continue to make a difference in the world even through college and their careers. While I have experienced many negative sides to this world, that did not let me lose hope in our humanity. I believe if our communities continue to unify and make a difference, one small project at a time– many would be more happy and satisfied with themselves. I strive to continue making a difference and work towards making our future better. I strive to continue giving hope to those who may be losing it. I strive to be the light in people's tunnel of darkness.

I wasn't always happy. It's when I realized how important cherishing the simple moments in life–when I experienced self growth not only academically but personally as well. I used to be in an extreme depressive state, and it is still extremely difficult to talk about to this day. I used to take life for granted. Didn't appreciate the sunsets, the time spent with my loved ones, and the small moments in life. I turned my life around when I started enjoying the small things again. When I started trying in tennis matches again and the wins started to rack up. When I would go and watch the sunset from my car with my friends, and sit until the street lights came on and it was pitch black. When I started cleaning my room again. When I would play with my dog outside and just loved her just as much as she loved me. I cannot stress enough how important mental health is. Task that some may seem as small and unconscious (like showering, cleaning, etc.) are extremely difficult for others. We must be mindful that the road to recovery is extremely difficult–but doable. Cherishing the little time we have on this earth is crucial to making the most of life. I strive to live my life to the fullest from this point on. Be successful in my career, my family, and make my ancestors proud. It's the little moments that mash together to make an amazing year, so let's make this one full of many simple pleasures.

Throughout my life, I often questioned if I had it in me to make a difference. But I knew one thing– that I wanted to make a change for the future generations, but struggled with figuring out how to do so practically. I always get to work 15 minutes early, to plan ahead, as well as covering people's shifts. I volunteer to help 2nd graders read so they have a buddy to talk to. I have experience with problem-solving and on the feet thinking when it comes to unfortunate situations. All of these small things that I unknowingly do are acts of helping others. I realized that arriving to work early and covering shifts not only showed my timeliness, but also my care for my coworkers. That helping the children showed my helpfulness and collaboration skills. All of the traits that build up to make a leader —and one who makes a difference. I realized that in small ways in my daily life, I carry and practice the traits of a leader. Having realized this, I want to fully and intentionally harness all of my leadership qualities into college and beyond. I want to make a change in the medical field by not only helping coworkers but also sticking up for what I believe in and what changes should be made -- which I actively contribute to in my school through being NHS president. Helping others does not have to be a huge deal. It can simply be small acts of kindness combined into one. While yes, creating a non-profit is absolutely amazing– if you have not done that, do not let it discourage you, because there are many other ways to help others. Aspire to be like the many inspiring leaders America has created, and fight for a change.

Phones chiming, birds chirping, the sound of your neighbor cutting their grass at 8 A.M— noises which we cease to ignore. During the day our ears contribute to how we see, react, and view a situation. During my time in my CTE program for health sciences offered at a college near me, I realized the importance of using this beautiful sense. In many ways, listening is important. Whether it's physically listening or listening to body language and social cues. In my class, I learned about communication. How eye contact is crucial– but it is offensive in some cultures, so do not force it. Instead, verbalize and use your listening skills to communicate. This may be more difficult, but it is an eye-opener and broadens your perspective on how important listening truly is. Blocking out noises though may be crucial in some situations. like loud and strange noises may cause autistic people to have a sensory overload. To help them through that, you may need to use other senses like distracting them with sensory toys. I learned that listening to your patients is almost always the answer no matter what stage they are in. Denial, grief, anger— just listen. Let them vent and express their feelings and thoughts because listening is the best way to truly understand what a person is feeling or going through. Listening is such a powerful tool that I believe is the most underrated. When used to its best ability, it will without a doubt lead to success. There are countless beautiful “noises” that we block out every day when we should be embracing them. Take a step back, enjoy the beautiful noises of your surroundings and use them to your best ability.

Alyssę Józefina Knutkowski — my full Polish name. A name my immigrant grandparents' had to shorten to “Kaye” when they came to America — the name which they struggled to provide for my family. With my parents struggling financially, I spent most days with my grandparents. Because of the environment I grew up in, I was blessed to find my love and passion for volunteering. Through my time being in NJHS, NHS, and involvement in the church, I have been involved in many community service projects. By far, the biggest impact I have made was through Souls for Soles —which I organized and carried out. With some simple planning and announcements– I collected over 800 pairs of shoes. Shoes that were donated to people of all ages in women's shelters, veteran organizations, children programs, in the US and Nigeria. I stepped back and looked in my garage, it jammed corner to corner– I realized I was making a difference. I felt satisfaction knowing that I helped those who are much less fortunate than me. I loaded up my dad's truck and we drove to Chicago to sort and distribute the shoes. After countless hours of sweating and sorting, we were done. The feeling is purely indescribable —and I would do it again in a heartbeat. Giving is so important to me because I have experienced the world from different life perspectives. I've realized I want to use my background to fuel my compassion towards others in my future in college. To continue giving– showing that I am empathetic toward their struggles and that they are heard. I've seen the difficulties that come along with money struggles, education setbacks, and much more. I felt gratitude for the opportunity to organize and make such a positive impact on those who need it.

“Never rely on another person for income” are words my mother constantly reminds me with. When I was younger, I never really understood why she would always say this to me– because I thought it was obvious. I have always been a pretty independent person, but this next big step to college is an even bigger resemblance of independence. With me having to pay for my college, I have to make the tough decision on where to go and what to do with my life. What my mother meant by this statement was she wanted me to pursue my love and passions– but don't do it only for the money because if you are passionate enough, money will follow. I plan to use my mother's advice and be a completely independent and successful adult. I want to combine my love for nursing with a business and open an estheticians office. I also want to create several non-profits to continue my love for volunteering and helping the community. Being completely independent doesn't mean you can't ever get married or love someone– but what it means is you can't have those people hold you back from accomplishing your dreams. Being independent and following your mind allows you to become the best version of yourself you can be. Whether it's community service, opening a restaurant, or being a farmer– follow your dreams and don't let anyone hold you back.

Through my time being in NJHS, NHS, and involvement in the church, I have been involved in many community service projects. Through this, I realized my love for community service. By far, the biggest impact I have made was through Souls for Soles — which I organized and carried out. I was attending mass when I heard an announcement about different service projects. This was the ignition of my love for volunteering. I went home and started the planning. I flipped on my light switch, yanked out my notebook, and began a bulleted list on how I am going to carry out this project. The next week, I rushed to my pastor and asked him to announce every mass that we will be collecting shoe donations after every mass for a month. The shoes came pouring in, and I collected more than I could have ever imagined. Over 800 pairs. 800 pairs of shoes to be donated to people of all ages in women's shelters, veteran organizations, children programs, in the US and Nigeria. As I stepped back and looked in my garage, with it jammed corner to corner with shoes, I realized I was making a difference. I felt satisfaction knowing that I helped those who are much less fortunate than me. I loaded up my dad's truck and we drove to Chicago to sort and distribute the shoes. We arrived at the building, and I looked around and saw tables with labels — "Women", "men", "children'' — at this moment, it hit me that this was real. The scorching hot of the mid-august heat got to us. Going back and forth, organizing and separating, as pools of sweat accumulated within our blue plastic gloves. Putting some sweat into this project– only made it that much more rewarding. It was beautiful to step back and know that I am helping hundreds of people. After countless hours of sweating and sorting, we were done. The feeling is purely indescribable — and I would do it again in a heartbeat. To this day, that number circles my brain, reminding me of how many people I helped. Helped protect from frostbite, helped protect from harmful plants and sticks, helped them travel from point A to point B. When I organized this, I didn't think anything of it. Yes, I knew I would be helping people– but it truly doesn't hit you till you see it with your own two eyes. I realized that I never want to stop volunteering and helping others, because every moment I spend volunteering, I learn something new about myself. This project taught me compassion, to be grateful, and to be open-minded about others' financial situations. I went through lots of organizing, planning, and hard work to gather up 800+ pairs of shoes, but it was well worth it. I felt gratitude for the opportunity to organize and make such a positive impact on those who need it. I look forward to organizing and participating in many more charity events in college throughout my lifetime.

“kocham Cię!” (I love you) My grandmother yells as I leave her house. My name is Alyssa Josephine Kaye and I am currently a high school senior. My grandparents immigrated to America just before my mother was born. I grew up on the south side of Chicago with my Polish grandparents— for my parents were struggling financially and were constantly working. I picked up on the beautiful language along with many other traditions my family carried for generations. I believe that experiencing this is the root of my love for volunteering. I saw how my grandparents, and parents struggled, and now– knowing I can do something to prevent it– I don't ever want to stop. I would like to create a website for people who are new to America, to connect with one another and form a community. For example, my grandparents were lost and worried about how they would talk to banks, car dealerships, grocery clerks, and so much more because they spoke broken English. By allowing for more diversity but also comfortability- these new immigrants can find communities with other people of their culture– to make them feel more relaxed and comfortable. My grandparents eventually moved from Chicago to the suburbs of Chicago. They had to bounce around multiple places until they found a community that had many other European people. Just as a disclaimer–I don't want every community to be completely seclusive to one culture, that would not be the point of the website. The website would just be able to locate a general area of people to connect with one another so that if (for example) they needed to buy a car, the car dealership guy might know some Polish. This would make them much more comfortable and allow for many struggling immigrants all over the US to connect and adapt so much easier. It will positively impact our world, by letting them get a feel for the areas within America, instead of going in blindly. Moving countries takes an extreme amount of bravery and courage– and I owe that all to my amazing grandparents. I am able to write this essay because of them, and many other college applicants understand as well. This website would take that stress of finding a loving and safe community off of their shoulders. I am looking forward to my bright future in biology and technology and using everything in my power to make the world a better place.

Click-clack. Pat pat. The sound my shoes make as I struggle to carry my dance bag that's bigger than me. I ran to my cousin–still dragging my bag– who was taking me to my first dance camp when I was only in preschool. My favorite art– isn't necessarily drawing, it's dance. Expressing myself through dance was how I got away. Because when I was in dance class… nothing else mattered other than my dancing. That's what made me so passionate about it. I would walk in– and all of my worries would fall to the floor The art of dancing is beautiful, rigorous, and high-demanding. It takes a lot from you and pushes you to your maximum. I without a doubt believe that this is my reason for such success and my high-achievement mindset. It has taught me to push myself when finding jobs, choosing classes, and --quite frankly– applying for this scholarship. I hope that in the future I can continue my love for dance in college. I plan to attend college and continue dance classes. With my past in dance, I without a doubt believe that it will help me in my future. I would love to combine my love for people and volunteering with my future in STEM (nursing degree) to teach dance classes to sick children. This would allow the kids to get active and still do sports–regardless of their sickness. This would be relatively simple because I could advertise it and set a time to meet (for example in the cafeteria) to come up with a dance and teach them. I was initially inspired by this when my competitive dance team went to a nursing home and performed for the elders. Seeing how happy they were just WATCHING us perform– made my heart melt and inspired me to continue to do acts like this in my life. I want to make hard times easier for everyone– and even if it's doing something as simple as teaching or performing a dance– I would do it a million times just to see the happiness on everyone's face. STEM and art can be extremely powerful together. Connecting the two can allow for even more exploration and creativity. I plan to take both of these studies to create a powerful change in our society. I hope to not only carry my passion for dance into college but also carry it into my career and beyond. Tell us a little about who you are and why you wish to pursue a college education? My name is Alyssa Josephine Kaye and I am currently a high school senior. My grandparents immigrated to America just before my mother was born. I grew up on the south side of Chicago with my Polish grandparents mostly— for my parents were struggling and were constantly working. I picked up on the beautiful language along with many other traditions my family carried for generations. I have always loved to volunteer. I was in NJHS along with the NHS (president). Even when I didn't have to track for “service hours'' I still continuously volunteered out of the love of my heart. I love to volunteer and it is my passion– one of the main reasons I want to go into STEM, is so that I can help millions of people. In my freshman year of high school, my dad received an amazing job opportunity– but it required us to move multiple states away. I was terrified because I did not know a single soul, on top of starting a big new chapter of my life–high school. I went on and made many new friends along with trying to get a jumpstart on my career through being dual-enrolled at a local community college. I hope to go to a university and continue my love for biology and nursing. I want to make a change in the world, and I believe my top university would greatly help me do this. I can enrich my previous knowledge and apply it to real-world concepts– and not just hypothetical ones. I can get amazing one-on-one experience in a small university to bond and really understand my labs, not just do them for a simple completion grade. I strive to use my knowledge to my best ability and use it to my power in helping people. Attending a university will greatly help me achieve that better than any other program.

Click-clack. Pat pat. The sound my shoes make as I struggle to carry my dance bag that's bigger than me. I ran to my cousin–still dragging my bag– who was taking me to my first dance camp when I was only in preschool. From this point on– I became obsessed. I did every class possible; ballet, jazz, hip-hop, acro, modern, and so much more throughout my decade of being a dancer. Nothing could compare to the feeling after walking away from the bright beaming lights– hugging your friends with joy as you just nailed that triple pirouette. I was always told how dance isn't hard and that anyone could do it. While yes, anyone can do it, I think what most people don't realize is it's the dancers' job to make the dance look “easy” and show emotion through it, which is why I believe it is such beautiful art. Expressing myself through dance was how I got away. Because when I was in dance class… nothing else mattered other than my dancing. That's what made me so passionate about it. I would walk in– and all of my worries would fall to the floor. With dance being my escape from all of the negative things I had going on, I was able to show even more passion and emotion in my dancing. It taught me to be organized– so that between classes and long nights I could still get my homework done. It taught me to be outgoing and try new things– even if I fail. It taught me to feel emotion in a way I've never felt before. The art of dancing is beautiful, rigorous, and high-demanding. It takes a lot from you and pushes you to your maximum. I without a doubt believe that this is my reason for such success and my high-achievement mindset. It has taught me to push myself when finding jobs, choosing classes, and --quite frankly– applying for this scholarship. I hope that in the future I can continue my love for dance in college. I plan to attend college and continue dance classes. Maybe if I'm lucky I'll make the football dance team. With my past in dance, I without a doubt believe that it will help me in my future. I would love to combine my love for people and volunteering with my future nursing degree to teach dance classes to sick children. This would allow the kids to get active and still do sports–regardless of their sickness. This would be relatively simple because I could advertise it and set a time to meet (for example in the cafeteria) to come up with a dance and teach them. I was initially inspired by this when my competitive dance team went to a nursing home and performed for the elders. Seeing how happy they were just WATCHING us perform– made my heart melt and inspired me to continue to do acts like this in my life. I want to make hard times easier for everyone– and even if it's doing something as simple as teaching or performing a dance– I would do it a million times just to see the happiness on everyone's face. I hope to not only carry my passion for dance into college but also carry it into my career and beyond.

Our mind. The powerhouse to our bodies. So why is it that it's what students take care of the least? Poor mental health is detrimental to students, which is why I strive to cherish my mental health and take care of my body. After I get home from school, I get right to work. Crunching numbers into my calculator, highlighting sentences, and completing labs. After this, I feel accomplished but drained from the long school day. A way I like to de-stress (may seem weird to some) is cleaning. A clean environment allows me to perform to my maximum ability and gives me control in my life. It's relaxing and calming to me. After folding clothes and making my bed, I like to jump in the shower. Showers with a beautiful aroma are like a cleanse– like I am washing away any negativity from the day. I jump out of the steaming shower and put on a fresh pair of clothes. I feel relaxed and content. I snuggle into bed with a book and read for 30 minutes a night. I like to plan accordingly to ensure I have time to do this because frankly, it's my favorite part. After reading my book I put it down and go to bed. Mental health should be everyone's top priority. We should cherish and appreciate the good moments. While every night I do not do all of these things, I stick to a routine and get everything complete. I make extra time for studying and I also may need to sacrifice a few reading minutes– but every day that I do this I notice I have more motivation, I wake up feeling well-rested, and I am overall a happier person. Take care of your mental health…. It can only help you succeed.

I step into the lab room at my dual-enrollment program. I look around at the curtains with “patients” lying within them. This is my first “simulation” of a hospital and I am terrified. Terrified that if I mess up I will get points off. Terrified of being in the wrong room and treating the wrong patients. All anxieties that come along with any soon-to-be nurses. To our generation's advantage, technology has taken up almost all of our lives. It saves many every day whether it's using your phone to dial 9-1-1 or a new experimental surgery. A technology that truly inspires me is medical simulations. Simulations of the medical field are used in many big universities like the University of Michigan, and many others across the states. Using simulations prepares first responders to act in high-stress situations, nurses and surgeons to gain on the feet thinking, and allows medical students to gain familiarity in the field in general. This is a huge step when it comes to advanced training. There is no doubt in my mind that our future generation holds the most possibilities for new inventions and amazing doctors. Simulations are also extremely efficient and not costly. While a simulation lab racks up the big bucks, a more affordable basic clinical simulator can cost as little as $1,000 (Costiuc, 2021). Allowing students to act out and get a feel for being in the field is extremely effective when it comes to learning. Saying and proceeding with actions is proven to be extremely effective in memory. Simulations without a doubt will continue to benefit our future generations in the medical field. I have been inspired by this due to my experience with it. The first time you are with your clinical lab teacher in a simulation room is terrifying. But I would much rather be terrified in a simulation, than working on a patient. Allowing for exposure to unexpected situations and just the environment in general– allows for us future medical leaders to be confident in our work, and succeed.

Through my time being in NJHS, NHS, and involvement in the church, I have been involved in many community service projects. Through this, I realized my love for community service and helping others. By far, the biggest impact I have made was through Souls for Soles — which I organized and carried out. I was attending mass when I heard an announcement about different service projects. This was the ignition of my love for volunteering. I went home and started the planning. I went to my pastor and asked him to announce that we will be collecting shoe donations after every mass for a month. The shoes came pouring in, and I collected more than I could have ever imagined. Over 800 pairs. 800 pairs of shoes to be donated to people of all ages in women's shelters, veteran organizations, children programs, in the US and Nigeria. It was after this project, I realized my passion for community service. I want to take my nursing degree and become a travel nurse to help hospitals that are short-staffed or need a specialty nurse. I also plan to continue organizing non-profit organizations. I learned my favorite way to help others is to not only donate some cans to the local food shelter (which–don't get me wrong– I have done and is still a VERY impressive accomplishment) but it is to organize and carry out the action. You put in hard work and labor and a little suffering because– a lot of us have it much easier than others. I realized that suffering for a small amount of time is nothing compared to what others go through, and offering that up from myself is more rewarding than any dollar amount.