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Arica Thies
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My name is Arica Thies and I am a sophmore
Education
Ohio State University-Main Campus
Bachelor's degree programMajors:
- Business, Management, Marketing, and Related Support Services, Other
Minors:
- Marketing
Ohio Dominican University
Bachelor's degree programMajors:
- Biology, General
Miscellaneous
Desired degree level:
Master's degree program
Graduate schools of interest:
Transfer schools of interest:
Majors of interest:
- Social Work
Career
Dream career field:
Medical Social Worker
Dream career goals:
Masters in Clinical Social Work
Staffing Coordinator
Epilepsy Foundation2020 – 20211 year
Sports
Basketball
Intramural2017 – 20181 year
Track & Field
Varsity2018 – 20191 year
Volleyball
Club2017 – 20225 years
Volleyball
Varsity2016 – 20237 years
Awards
- Acedemic Sports Scholar, Most Improved, Multiple offers for D2 schools
Research
Psychology, General
Ohio Dominican — Conductor2023 – 2023
Arts
- Painting2016 – 2020
Public services
Volunteering
Parkside Nursing Home — To provide extra care to patients in need and show empathy by taking time to run activities with patients.2017 – 2020Volunteering
Epilepsy Foundation — Staffing events for raising money2018 – 2019
Future Interests
Advocacy
Volunteering
Entrepreneurship
Sara Jane Memorial Scholarship
Inspiration can come from many different areas of your life and in different variations. I have many inspirations in my life, including the influential women who surround me. To get down to the nitty-gritty of what pushes me, planners. I love this as an inspiration, as I get raised eyebrows when naming an inanimate object. Luckily for me, nobody can take that inspiration away from me, and nobody can judge me either because everyone is entitled to their own lives and stories, and where they come from.
My stories happen to stem from planners. I've always had a planner, school-issued, or bought from the clearance section of Tj-Maxx. I've never been picky about what they look like, except I do gravitate to ones with cats on them. From writing down that night's homework assignment to the exact itinerary of when my friend was going to pick me up to go to the mall, it was always on paper and written in pen. This gave me a sense of security like it was always meant to be.
I always had my planner, especially when visiting my godmother. My godmother bounced around hospitals, so I was lucky to catch her spare time at her home. I often watched her deteriorate before my eyes, as she had been battling breast cancer for over 14 years. I would always check her fridge, not for something to eat, but to see her weekly schedule plastered on the right fridge door. I always asked when I would be able to see her again, but during the midst of covid, I knew it was a long shot. To my surprise, she responded, "Put me down for October 22 on your calendar". Luckily for her, my dual planner calendar was open for that day. She would've been disappointed to see the quickness of my writing lead to an awful scribbled appearance in my planner.
I received a phone call a few days before the planned date me and my godmother had together. It was from my mother, who recently admitted her into her own nursing home, to keep a close eye on her. I soon spoke to my godmother asking if she wanted to reschedule for an earlier date, but she declined but felt she didn't need to. Unfortunately, our date was canceled, and there would never be a reschedule. I spent a long time finding it hard to use my planner again. This event left me in a whirlwind of confusion and distress, which left me unprepared and difficult to function throughout the week. Around this time was when I picked back up volunteering alongside my Mother at her nursing home, mindlessly walking past my godmother's last room, filled with a new patient the following day after passing. I had to start planning again, for when I would help my mother, and what I would do throughout my time. I felt at ease picking up what was once lost, knowing that I am doing it on behalf of helping others.
These events in my life have shaped and pushed me into the interest of wanting to work alongside geriatrics and nursing home workers, after experiencing the extent of how many people need help on such a short staff. I cherish the people I get to write down in my planner. I look forward to my future after being prepared that life throws up curve balls, and things will change.
Rose Browne Memorial Scholarship for Nursing
Inspiration can come from many different areas of your life and in different variations. I have many inspirations in my life, including the influential women who surround me. To get down to the nitty-gritty of what pushes me, planners. I love this as an inspiration, as I get raised eyebrows when naming an inanimate object. Luckily for me, nobody can take that inspiration away from me, and nobody can judge me either because everyone is entitled to their own lives and stories, and where they come from.
My stories happen to stem from planners. I've always had a planner, school-issued, or bought from the clearance section of Tj-Maxx. I've never been picky about what they look like, except I do gravitate to ones with cats on them. From writing down that night's homework assignment to the exact itinerary of when my friend was going to pick me up to go to the mall, it was always on paper and written in pen. This gave me a sense of security like it was always meant to be.
I always had my planner, especially when visiting my godmother. My godmother bounced around hospitals, so I was lucky to catch her spare time at her home. I often watched her deteriorate before my eyes, as she had been battling breast cancer for over 14 years. I would always check her fridge, not for something to eat, but to see her weekly schedule plastered on the right fridge door. I always asked when I would be able to see her again, but during the midst of covid, I knew it was a long shot. To my surprise, she responded, "Put me down for October 22 on your calendar". Luckily for her, my dual planner calendar was open for that day. She would've been disappointed to see the quickness of my writing lead to an awful scribbled appearance in my planner.
I received a phone call a few days before the planned date me and my godmother had together. It was from my mother, who recently admitted her into her own nursing home, to keep a close eye on her. I soon spoke to my godmother asking if she wanted to reschedule for an earlier date, but she declined but felt she didn't need to. Unfortunately, our date was canceled, and there would never be a reschedule. I spent a long time finding it hard to use my planner again. This event left me in a whirlwind of confusion and distress, which left me unprepared and difficult to function throughout the week. Around this time was when I picked back up volunteering alongside my Mother at her nursing home, mindlessly walking past my godmother's last room, filled with a new patient the following day after passing. I had to start planning again, for when I would help my mother, and what I would do throughout my time. I felt at ease picking up what was once lost, knowing that I am doing it on behalf of helping others.
These events in my life have shaped and pushed me into the interest of wanting to work alongside geriatrics and nursing home workers, after experiencing the extent of how many people need help on such a short staff. I cherish the people I get to write down in my planner. I look forward to my future after being prepared that life throws up curve balls, and things will change.
Wieland Nurse Appreciation Scholarship
Inspiration can come from many different areas of your life and in different variations. I have many inspirations in my life, including the influential women who surround me. To get down to the nitty-gritty of what pushes me, planners. I love this as an inspiration, as I get raised eyebrows when naming an inanimate object. Luckily for me, nobody can take that inspiration away from me, and nobody can judge me either because everyone is entitled to their own lives and stories, and where they come from.
My stories happen to stem from planners. I've always had a planner, school-issued, or bought from the clearance section of Tj-Maxx. I've never been picky about what they look like, except I do gravitate to ones with cats on them. From writing down that night's homework assignment to the exact itinerary of when my friend was going to pick me up to go to the mall, it was always on paper and written in pen. This gave me a sense of security like it was always meant to be.
I always had my planner, especially when visiting my godmother. My godmother bounced around hospitals, so I was lucky to catch her spare time at her home. I often watched her deteriorate before my eyes, as she had been battling breast cancer for over 14 years. I would always check her fridge, not for something to eat, but to see her weekly schedule plastered on the right fridge door. I always asked when I would be able to see her again, but during the midst of covid, I knew it was a long shot. To my surprise, she responded, "Put me down for October 22 on your calendar". Luckily for her, my dual planner calendar was open for that day. She would've been disappointed to see the quickness of my writing lead to an awful scribbled appearance in my planner.
I received a phone call a few days before the planned date me and my godmother had together. It was from my mother, who recently admitted her into her own nursing home, to keep a close eye on her. I soon spoke to my godmother asking if she wanted to reschedule for an earlier date, but she declined but felt she didn't need to. Unfortunately, our date was canceled, and there would never be a reschedule. I spent a long time finding it hard to use my planner again. This event left me in a whirlwind of confusion and distress, which left me unprepared and difficult to function throughout the week. Around this time was when I picked back up volunteering alongside my Mother at her nursing home, mindlessly walking past my godmother's last room, filled with a new patient the following day after passing. I had to start planning again, for when I would help my mother, and what I would do throughout my time. I felt at ease picking up what was once lost, knowing that I am doing it on behalf of helping others.
These events in my life have shaped and pushed me into the interest of wanting to work alongside geriatrics and nursing home workers, after experiencing the extent of how many people need help on such a short staff. I cherish the people I get to write down in my planner. I look forward to my future after being prepared that life throws up curve balls, and things will change.
Dashanna K. McNeil Memorial Scholarship
Inspiration can come from many different areas of your life and in different variations. I have many inspirations in my life, including the influential women who surround me. To get down to the nitty-gritty of what pushes me, planners. I love this as an inspiration, as I get raised eyebrows when naming an inanimate object. Luckily for me, nobody can take that inspiration away from me, and nobody can judge me either because everyone is entitled to their own lives and stories, and where they come from.
My stories happen to stem from planners. I've always had a planner, school-issued, or bought from the clearance section of Tj-Maxx. I've never been picky about what they look like, except I do gravitate to ones with cats on them. From writing down that night's homework assignment to the exact itinerary of when my friend was going to pick me up to go to the mall, it was always on paper and written in pen. This gave me a sense of security like it was always meant to be.
I always had my planner, especially when visiting my godmother. My godmother bounced around hospitals, so I was lucky to catch her spare time at her home. I often watched her deteriorate before my eyes, as she had been battling breast cancer for over 14 years. I would always check her fridge, not for something to eat, but to see her weekly schedule plastered on the right fridge door. I always asked when I would be able to see her again, but during the midst of covid, I knew it was a long shot. To my surprise, she responded, "Put me down for October 22 on your calendar". Luckily for her, my dual planner calendar was open for that day. She would've been disappointed to see the quickness of my writing lead to an awful scribbled appearance in my planner.
I received a phone call a few days before the planned date me and my godmother had together. It was from my mother, who recently admitted her into her own nursing home, to keep a close eye on her. I soon spoke to my godmother asking if she wanted to reschedule for an earlier date, but she declined but felt she didn't need to. Unfortunately, our date was canceled, and there would never be a reschedule. I spent a long time finding it hard to use my planner again. This event left me in a whirlwind of confusion and distress, which left me unprepared and difficult to function throughout the week. Around this time was when I picked back up volunteering alongside my Mother at her nursing home, mindlessly walking past my godmother's last room, filled with a new patient the following day after passing. I had to start planning again, for when I would help my mother, and what I would do throughout my time. I felt at ease picking up what was once lost, knowing that I am doing it on behalf of helping others.
These events in my life have shaped and pushed me into the interest of wanting to work alongside geriatrics and nursing home workers, after experiencing the extent of how many people need help on such a short staff. I cherish the people I get to write down in my planner. I look forward to my future after being prepared that life throws up curve balls, and things will change.
William Griggs Memorial Scholarship for Science and Math
I don't like calendars. Calendars haven’t done anything necessarily to me, but they have greatly impacted my life. Waves of irritation scatter my brain as I watch the days go by, knowing my Godmother is still in pain. We had a lovely conversation, as I told her what was going on in my life, and how she wanted to see me soon. She said, “Write it down, Come see me on October 25th”. From then on out, I counted the days down, crossing out each individual box leading up to that date. Frequent phone calls about her well-being urged me to decide whether this date should be pushed forward, as she was moved into the nursing home, particularly the one I used to work at with my mother. It was convenient, as she was right down the road. Unfortunately, the covid pandemic, made it nearly impossible for me to see her in a nursing home at the time. I continued to cross each individual number day by day until I was informed that the event was canceled. There would be no rescheduling, either. I felt the need that there was no point in looking at the calendar anymore, and no point and continuing to cross the days off. After the pandemic began to lessen in severity, I continued my volunteer work at the same nursing home alongside my mother, unknowingly crossing the room where my godmother once resided. I learned that I couldn’t be mad at the calendar forever because I had things important to do. From accessing the activities with patients to knowing which patient is in what room and where they want to be wheeled around, I knew the calendar had to be prioritized once again. For once, my mouth seemingly had an upwards turn in the corner of my lips, knowing I can take care of another person and fill out a time and place slot within my calendar. The repeated flipping of pages left a lasting impression of no longer being saddened by the idea of a calendar. My life experiences have impacted me to accept that life will do what life does, and the only thing you can do is to prepare to reschedule and cancel. The events that have been scheduled in my life stories were scheduled for a reason and have shaped and crafted me into the young woman I am today, taking care of each individual no matter the circumstance. I look forward to seeing what is written down for my next shift. Now, I love calendars. I continue to see myself working with nursing homes, taking care of the people who are most forgotten. For them, I hope to be on their schedules, and I hope they are on mine too.
Rosalie A. DuPont (Young) Nursing Scholarship
I don't like calendars. Calendars haven’t done anything necessarily to me, but they have greatly impacted my life. Waves of irritation scatter my brain as I watch the days go by, knowing my Godmother is still in pain. We had a lovely conversation, as I told her what was going on in my life, and how she wanted to see me soon. She said, “Write it down, Come see me on October 25th”. From then on out, I counted the days down, crossing out each individual box leading up to that date. Frequent phone calls about her well-being urged me to decide whether this date should be pushed forward, as she was moved into the nursing home, particularly the one I used to work at with my mother. It was convenient, as she was right down the road. Unfortunately, the covid pandemic, made it nearly impossible for me to see her in a nursing home at the time. I continued to cross each individual number day by day until I was informed that the event was canceled. There would be no rescheduling, either. I felt the need that there was no point in looking at the calendar anymore, and no point and continuing to cross the days off. After the pandemic began to lessen in severity, I continued my volunteer work at the same nursing home alongside my mother, unknowingly crossing the room where my godmother once resided. I learned that I couldn’t be mad at the calendar forever because I had things important to do. From accessing the activities with patients to knowing which patient is in what room and where they want to be wheeled around, I knew the calendar had to be prioritized once again. For once, my mouth seemingly had an upwards turn in the corner of my lips, knowing I can take care of another person and fill out a time and place slot within my calendar. The repeated flipping of pages left a lasting impression of no longer being saddened by the idea of a calendar. My life experiences have impacted me to accept that life will do what life does, and the only thing you can do is to prepare to reschedule and cancel. The events that have been scheduled in my life stories were scheduled for a reason and have shaped and crafted me into the young woman I am today, taking care of each individual no matter the circumstance. I look forward to seeing what is written down for my next shift. Now, I love calendars. I continue to see myself working with nursing homes, taking care of the people who are most forgotten. For them, I hope to be on their schedules, and I hope they are on mine too.
Noble E. Gagucas Nursing Scholarship
An interesting thing about me is my love-hate relationship with calendars. Calendars haven’t done anything necessarily to me, but they have greatly impacted my life. Waves of irritation scatter my brain as I watch the days go by, knowing my Godmother is still in pain. We had a lovely conversation, as I told her what was going on in my life, and how she wanted to see me soon. She said, “Write it down, Come see me on October 25th”. From then on out, I counted the days down, crossing out each box leading up to that date. Frequent phone calls about her well-being urged me to decide whether this date should be pushed forward, as she was moved into the nursing home, particularly the one I used to work at with my mother. It was convenient, as she was right down the road. Unfortunately, the covid pandemic, made it nearly impossible for me to see her in a nursing home at the time. I continued to cross each individual number day by day until I was informed that the event was canceled. There would be no rescheduling, either. I felt the need that there was no point in looking at the calendar anymore, and no point and continuing to cross the days off. After the pandemic began to lessen in severity, I continued my volunteer work at the same nursing home alongside my mother, unknowingly crossing the room where my godmother once resided. I learned that I couldn’t be mad at the calendar forever because I had things important to do. From accessing the activities with patients to knowing which patient is in what room and where they want to be wheeled around, I knew the calendar had to be prioritized once again. For once, my mouth seemingly had an upwards turn in the corner of my lips, knowing I can take care of another person and fill out a time and place slot within my calendar. The repeated flipping of pages left a lasting impression of no longer being saddened by the idea of a calendar. My life experiences have impacted me to accept that life will do what life does, and the only thing you can do is to prepare to reschedule and cancel. The events that have been scheduled in my life stories were scheduled for a reason and have shaped and crafted me into the young woman I am today, taking care of each individual no matter the circumstance. I look forward to seeing what is written down for my next shift. Now, I love calendars. I continue to see myself working with nursing homes, taking care of the people who are most forgotten. For them, I hope to be on their schedules, and I hope they are on mine too.
Kelly O. Memorial Nursing Scholarship
I don’t like calendars. Calendars haven’t done anything necessarily to me, but they have greatly impacted my life. Waves of irritation scatter my brain as I watch the days go by, knowing my Godmother is still in pain. We had a lovely conversation, as I told her what was going on in my life, and how she wanted to see me soon. She said, “Write it down, Come see me on October 25th”. From then on out, I counted the days down, crossing out each individual box leading up to that date. Frequent phone calls about her well-being urged me to decide whether this date should be pushed forward, as she was moved into the nursing home, particularly the one I used to work at with my mother. It was convenient, as she was right down the road. Unfortunately, the covid pandemic, made it nearly impossible for me to see her in a nursing home at the time. I continued to cross each individual number day by day until I was informed that the event was canceled. There would be no rescheduling, either. I felt the need that there was no point in looking at the calendar anymore, and no point and continuing to cross the days off. After the pandemic began to lessen in severity, I continued my volunteer work at the same nursing home alongside my mother, unknowingly crossing the room where my godmother once resided. I learned that I couldn’t be mad at the calendar forever because I had things important to do. From accessing the activities with patients to knowing which patient is in what room and where they want to be wheeled around, I knew the calendar had to be prioritized once again. For once, my mouth seemingly had an upwards turn in the corner of my lips, knowing I can take care of another person and fill out a time and place slot within my calendar. The repeated flipping of pages left a lasting impression of no longer being saddened by the idea of a calendar. My life experiences have impacted me to accept that life will do what life does, and the only thing you can do is to prepare to reschedule and cancel. The events that have been scheduled in my life stories were scheduled for a reason and have shaped and crafted me into the young woman I am today, taking care of each individual no matter the circumstance. I look forward to seeing what is written down for my next shift. Now, I love calendars. I continue to see myself working with nursing homes, taking care of the people who are most forgotten. For them, I hope to be on their schedules, and I hope they are on mine too.
Matthew J. Kauffman Memorial Scholarship
I don’t like calendars. Calendars haven’t done anything necessarily to me, but they have greatly impacted my life. Waves of irritation scatter my brain as I watch the days go by, knowing my Godmother is still in pain. We had a lovely conversation, as I told her what was going on in my life, and how she wanted to see me soon. She said, “Write it down, Come see me on October 25th”. From then on out, I counted the days down, crossing out each individual box leading up to that date. Frequent phone calls about her well-being urged me to decide whether this date should be pushed forward, as she was moved into the nursing home, particularly the one I used to work at with my mother. It was convenient, as she was right down the road. Unfortunately, the covid pandemic, made it nearly impossible for me to see her in a nursing home at the time. I continued to cross each individual number day by day until I was informed that the event was canceled. There would be no rescheduling, either. I felt the need that there was no point in looking at the calendar anymore, and no point and continuing to cross the days off. After the pandemic began to lessen in severity, I continued my volunteer work at the same nursing home alongside my mother, unknowingly crossing the room where my godmother once resided. I learned that I couldn’t be mad at the calendar forever because I had things important to do. From accessing the activities with patients to knowing which patient is in what room and where they want to be wheeled around, I knew the calendar had to be prioritized once again. For once, my mouth seemingly had an upwards turn in the corner of my lips, knowing I can take care of another person and fill out a time and place slot within my calendar. The repeated flipping of pages left a lasting impression of no longer being saddened by the idea of a calendar. My life experiences have impacted me to accept that life will do what life does, and the only thing you can do is to prepare to reschedule and cancel. The events that have been scheduled in my life stories were scheduled for a reason and have shaped and crafted me into the young woman I am today, taking care of each individual no matter the circumstance. I look forward to seeing what is written down for my next shift. Now, I love calendars. I continue to see myself working with nursing homes, taking care of the people who are most forgotten. For them, I hope to be on their schedules, and I hope they are on mine too.
Young Women in STEM Scholarship
The best way to describe me would be the carbon copy of my mother: hardworking, humble, and outgoing. I grew up watching my mother putting in countless hours in her the nursing home she works in. I ended up taking up a passion for wanting to work in healthcare after all her stories, whether they were good or bad. From is little was pushing people in wheelchairs from one room to another, to painting their nails, the slight upturn of their lips shows me their gratitude for my help, which motivates the most. These moments have pushed me hard to want to purpose healthcare. I feel as if I have been blessed and gifted with the mentality of what I want to do in life. My goals in healthcare however or not the same as my mother's, as I am interested in a different field. I feel like I have been fulfilled by the work I have done and my experience within nursing homes. Throughout my life, I have always been informed of a reckless family member within my life constantly drinking and driving until one night, what once was every other night for them, turned into a life-or-death situation. Fortunately, they survived and were promised the gift of life by their doctors, and this changed my mindset forever. I was gifted the ability to hear the details of the procedures and reconstruction of their lower half after the crash, and how good their work look. From here on, I knew I wanted to be a reconstruction surgeon.
The growth of Women in STEM clubs excites me the most. The change in direction and understanding that women can make a huge impact in male-dominated fields make me feel more important and more influenced to go down a pathway that will be inclusive and know that I can be the plus one to add to the percentage of women following their dreams. I believe that by applying my skills and knowledge in information technology to the medical field, I could help improve healthcare outcomes for patients, ultimately making a positive impact on the world. As a younger-generation student, I understand what is new and upcoming. I could work on developing artificial intelligence and machine learning algorithms that can help physicians diagnose and treat illnesses more effectively. By analyzing large amounts of patient data, these algorithms could identify patterns and trends that may not be apparent to human doctors, enabling them to make more informed decisions about patient care. This information could revolutionize more people getting treated quicker and the efficiency of diagnosis and have a decrease and multiple appointments due to mistreatment originally. This can help take care of minorities as well as people who are struggling finically as this can lend to a decrease in money spent on appointments.
I am very blessed to be given the circumstances to succeed after challenges throughout my career. The biggest challenge I have overcome would the problem be the injury I sustained throughout Highschool. In my freshman year, I dealt with extreme back problems which lead to fracturing vertebrae within my spine, multiple slipping disks, and temporary paralysis due to pinched nerves. This mentally took a toll on me as I was a varsity athlete straight into high school who was severely dependent on my performance to be able to feel good about myself. This took many months of rehabilitation and braces to be able to get back in a position where I could move without constant pain and my legs giving out on me. I spent weeks crying, thinking that my athletic career was over, yet to only overcome my problems and succeed with full health. Whenever something inconveniences me, I always think back on the pain I was in and how I can say how lucky I am to be fully functioning without pain anymore. When you face a challenge, it can be intimidating and overwhelming at first. However, you develop new skills, knowledge, and strategies that you can use in other areas of your life. Overcoming this challenge provided me with a valuable learning experience. Through the process, I discovered new things about myself, such as my strengths and weaknesses. I will forever be grateful for the people to took care of me and showed me how things will be okay, and how to get through them. My rehabilitation doctors didn’t just fix my back like they were supposed to, but they provided me with a sense of understanding of how to fight and overcome and it is a quality I will never lose.
Brandon Tyler Castinado Memorial Scholarship
Nothing in life is more gifting than someone giving themselves in their most vulnerable states imaginable. I see this often coming from people who need help. In healthcare, the sole idea of it is for someone to be able to help someone else. Not only are patients seen as vulnerable, but the workers are too. I see this every day when my mother comes home from work. My lifestyle revolves around what I've seen growing up. I am very consistent, yet patient, and like to demonstrate my love for the things I do. I do not keep things secret. I am a very talkative person, and can also be vulnerable.
My decision to pursue a healthcare career was an easy one. I was drawn to the field for several reasons, including the opportunity to make a real difference in people's lives, the chance to work in a dynamic and constantly evolving environment, and the satisfaction of knowing that I am contributing to a field that is vitally important to our society. The biggest thing that has drawn me to take up healthcare within the college, however, is my mother.
I constantly looked up to watching my mother come home from work, tired and aching, and watched it only get harder during Covid, and working specifically in a nursing home. Watching my mother devote her body and soul to patients who may never even catch her name in the moments she spent working with them left a considerably strong impression on me growing up. This continuous cycle of my mother stripping her suit off every day in the garage to protect her family and I from covid left a lasting image of gratitude and compassion.
Pursuing a healthcare career is not without its challenges. I am aware of the challenges I will face, but the lasting image of my mother still to this day coming home from the same place that everyone left when the world was at its lowest proves that I can do that too because I am my mother’s daughter.
In the end, my passion for healthcare is not just about the work itself, but about the people that I will be serving. Whether it's a young child in need of medical attention, an elderly person facing a chronic illness, or anyone else in need of help, I am motivated by the desire to make a real difference in their lives. For me, there is no greater satisfaction than knowing that I have been able to help someone in need, and that is what drives me to pursue a career in healthcare. There is no greater satisfaction than making my family proud.
My passion for healthcare runs deep, and I am excited to be embarking on this journey. Throughout my stuff days of classes, and tricky exams, I remember how important this isn’t to me, but to my future. I am blessed to be able to take up healthcare, and I am blessed to be my mother’s daughter. I will fulfill the future that has been bestowed onto me.
I Can Do Anything Scholarship
I will be something despite everyone saying I am nothing because I am my mother's daughter and she raised me with power.
Maverick Grill and Saloon Scholarship
To be unique, to me means to be open to having specialties geared to oneself. The fun part of being unique is that everyone has their own idea of uniqueness. Some people's idea of uniqueness strays far from others. I pondered the question of what makes me unique for a moment, and I tried thinking about what other people find unique about me. But the point is, what matters is what I find unique about me, and the qualities I enjoy the most. Only I am allowed to constitute what I find unique about myself and that is what I am going to share with you today.
To start, I like to say that one very unique attribute of myself would be my freckles. I don't have a lot of freckles quite frankly and I'm not all covered in them, but I do have them on my face. Over time, as I get older, I frequently find more freckles around my body. To a lot of people, people wouldn't find freckles unique anymore since it seems like more and more people in the world have freckles, but to me, this is more than just an interesting look. Every freckle I discover whether it's weekly or monthly signifies a piece of my mother. My mother's, being the clear indicator of where I got the freckled gene from, is covered in their head to toe. I've often struggled to find similarities between me and my mother as we don't look very alike As for, she has bright red hair and I have very dark black hair. However, I find joy in finding a piece of her in me and it continues to grow as I get older. It signifies how I am growing into the strong woman that she is. She is full of hard work and determination, and I have always strived to do what she does. Now that I'm in college 2 hours away from home and I don't see my mother very often, I use each individual freckle to remind me that I am here for a reason, and I am studying to make not only myself but my family and everyone else proud. I am determined to work how my mother does.
In particular, my mother works in the medical field in a nursing home, and she has been for years now. because I want to make not only my mother but my family proud, I'm also studying to enter the medical field With that education. With this, I want to be able to give back to the community that's been taking care of me all my life, from all the doctors and physical therapists and so on. I feel like it is my duty to give back by applying myself to my education to receive my bachelor's to be in my dream career as a Doctor.
As I said before, freckles are more common now than ever before and some people might not find them unique. But you are the only one that can determine what makes you unique, and I find seeing a piece of my mother within me as the most beloved gift of all. As I get older, I will experience more and more freckles, and by the time I am, that's when I'll know I'm giving back to my community the way I was meant to be because I’ll have my mother within me and she is the hardest worker of all.
Stephen R. Boardman Memorial Scholarship
As a child of God, God has helped me throughout my four years of high school tremendously. I have devoted a lot of my time and energy to him and throughout all of the complications I've had throughout high school such as going through a pandemic and being halted from the education that I devastatingly missed out on. That time of life was a huge upset As I was unable to communicate with my peers and teachers appropriately for the first time in my life as a student. Throughout these times of sadness, it's even pushed me further to look towards God and for him to decide my Faye and he has given me the energy and support throughout these very hard years of childhood and developmental years. I believe that that time of my life has made God an even stronger presence than he was before and has helped me become the college student that I am.
As a person of faith, my college experience presents a unique opportunity for me to continue growing and deepening my beliefs. In order to do this, I prioritize my spiritual life and seek out opportunities for fellowship and growth. with that said, I currently go to a Catholic college to deepen my relationship with God. thankfully, there are a lot of opportunities and groups such as Bible studies on campus.
One of my primary goals is to find a faith community on campus that shares my beliefs and values. This will give me the chance to connect with others who are on a similar journey and to build meaningful relationships with people who share my faith. Through regular meetings, events, and discussions, I've gained new insights and perspectives on my faith and deepened my understanding of its teachings and traditions. I plan on continuing to follow these plans like I already do rigorously.
In addition to seeking out a faith community, I plan time for personal reflection and study. Whether it's through daily devotions, prayer, or meditation, I prioritize my spiritual life and make it a part of my daily routine. I also plan to explore different spiritual practices and traditions and to learn from the experiences and insights of others.
Overall, my college experience is an opportunity for me to grow in my faith, deepen my beliefs, and connect with others who share my values. By prioritizing my spiritual life and seeking out new opportunities for growth, I am confident that I will continue to strengthen my faith and develop a deeper understanding of its meaning and purpose in my life. God is my Lord and savior and I will continue to preach this and to continue taking his advice and support and using this throughout the rest of my life. He has helped me tremendously through college and he will continue as I pursue a medical degree and help others.
Lauren Czebatul Scholarship
Ever since I was little, I had always been in a sport. Whether it was a school intramural sport or a club team, I was doing it. When playing a sport, you get more than just the satisfaction of winning but the satisfaction of volunteering that many teams do together. During my career of playing volleyball throughout high school and my collegiate years, I have been given many opportunities to volunteer for different organizations. I can tell you about one volunteering experience that changes my life. Some of my teammates and I ran an event for the Epilepsy Foundation to raise awareness for people struggling with epilepsy and to raise money as well. Volunteering has changed my mindset in several ways. First and foremost, it has allowed me to develop a greater sense of empathy by exposing me to the challenges faced by others. By working closely with individuals and communities that are struggling, I have gained a deeper understanding of their experiences and the difficulties they face daily. This has helped me become more compassionate and understanding toward those who are less fortunate. Many people feel inclined to bring their family members and relatives that struggle with epilepsy and seeing such a wide range of people represented opened my eyes and helped me understand what other people can go through and created a huge increase of empathy within me.
In addition, volunteering has broadened my perspective by exposing me to diverse groups of people and experiences. By working with people from different backgrounds and cultures, I have learned to appreciate the unique strengths and challenges that everyone brings to the table. This has allowed me to see the world in a more nuanced way and to develop a deeper understanding of the complexities of the world around me.
Overall, volunteering has helped me develop a more positive and compassionate outlook on life. It has taught me to appreciate the blessings I have in my own life, and to be more grateful for the opportunities and experiences that come my way. By volunteering, I have not only made a difference in the lives of others, but I have also changed my mindset and become a better, more empathetic person as a result.
Financially, winning the scholarship would help me tremendously in my education career. I am from a lower-income family with no one who successfully graduated college since financially, no one could finish and get their degree. I have extremely huge aspirations of working in the medical field, specifically within physical and occupational therapy to help kids get back on their feet the way how my physical therapist did for me when I was a kid struggling with a back injury. I hope that if I win this scholarship, this will help me throughout my career and help me give back like I feel like I've always meant to do. I've always wanted to give back and be supportive of the people around me. I am blessed with where I am today and being able to financially list my mom and dad with a couple of thousand dollars would be the most tremendous thing ever, I hope I can be able to surprise them with something like that in the future.
Athletics Scholarship
Sports play a crucial role in shaping and positively impacting our lives. From physical and mental health benefits to social and emotional development, sports can have a profound impact on individuals of all ages.
To begin with, sports have a significant impact on physical health. Participating in physical activity, such as playing a sport, can help individuals maintain a healthy weight, reduce the risk of chronic diseases, and improve overall fitness levels. Additionally, playing sports can also improve coordination, balance, and flexibility, making individuals less susceptible to injury and promoting overall physical well-being. Within my sport, I get roughly 3 months off every year and I believe that within those three months of being off of the court, I feel the least healthy. I feel very lazy and unmotivated knowing that I have nothing to do but fortunately I can still prep in the offseason and stay busy.
I believe that sports also have a positive impact on mental health. Participating in sports can help reduce stress and anxiety, boost self-esteem and confidence, and improve overall mood and emotional well-being. In addition, sports can also serve as a form of therapy for individuals struggling with mental health issues, providing a safe and supportive environment to work through challenges and improve overall well-being. I very vividly remember using going to practice as a way out and a safe space for me for that period. It's good to be around a similar crowd As for your teammates or all there for the same reason which is to get better and to play the sport you love which I found very beneficial for me.
In addition to physical and mental health benefits, sports also play a critical role in social and emotional development. Participating in sports can help individuals develop important life skills, such as teamwork, leadership, and communication, which are essential for success in all areas of life. Sports can also provide a sense of community and belonging, helping individuals form strong bonds and connections with others. Playing a sport easily connects you to people of similar backgrounds but also very different personalities which aid in being confident around different people and help develop yourself as well. I have noticed that sports can also play a role in promoting equality and diversity. By providing a level playing field where individuals of all backgrounds and abilities can participate and succeed, sports can help break down barriers and promote inclusivity and understanding.
Sports can impact our lives positively by providing opportunities for personal growth and development. Whether it is overcoming challenges and obstacles, setting, and achieving goals, or pushing personal limits, playing sports can help individuals grow and develop in ways that are difficult to achieve in other areas of life. I feel like this is a huge quality I picked up and kept throughout my developmental years. I have taken a lot of these ideologies of getting over obstacles and have been able to apply them to my schoolwork, work field, and collegiate team.
Sports Lover Scholarship
Playing sports can be a life-long passion for many individuals, and for some, this passion may lead them to pursue a career in the sports industry. One area of interest for athletes who have dedicated their lives to sports is a sports-related field, which combines various fields, such as anatomy, biomechanics, physiology, and psychology, to understand and improve athletic performance. Pursuing a degree in a sports science field can provide a range of benefits and opportunities for individuals who have a strong athletic background. I have been a part of sports my entire life. I have created several interpersonal skills as well as a wide ability of education from my peers. With this, I have chosen to go and play volleyball in college with a major in exercise science.
To begin with, pursuing a degree in a sports science field can provide a deeper understanding of the physiological and psychological aspects of sports performance. This can help athletes better understand the body's response to physical activity, injury prevention, and recovery. Additionally, sports science programs often cover the latest research and advancements in the field, which can be applied to personal training and performance. I have been very interested in the subject ever since my career-altering injury during my freshman year of high school. I fractured my L5 vertebrae within my back during a game causing long-term pain and occasional parallelization of my legs due to a bulging disc. I have grown to love the feeling of helping others and seeing it in person from a patient's side helped me grow mentally.
For athletes who want to continue their involvement in sports after their playing days are over, pursuing a degree in sports science can provide a path to becoming a coach or sports trainer. By gaining a comprehensive understanding of the science behind athletic performance, individuals with a sports science degree can help others achieve their athletic goals. This can be especially rewarding for athletes who have a passion for mentoring and helping others. I find it extremely rewarding to show younger kids how cool it is to play sports and how good it feels to be a part of a team.
Sports science degrees can also provide opportunities for those who want to work in the sports industry. From sports medicine to athletic performance analysis, many careers can be pursued with a sports science degree. I also have pondered the idea of sports management for being more hands-off of the team and taking care of things from behind the scenes. I believe that people that work these jobs do not receive the credit that they deserve is it a very rigorous and tedious job but it's so important to the team and how it functions.
Another reason why athletes may pursue a sports science degree is the growing demand for sports science professionals in the industry. With the increasing popularity of sports and the desire for better performance, there is a growing need for professionals who can help athletes achieve their goals. This can be a lucrative and fulfilling career for individuals who have a passion for sports and the desire to help others. The more people that decide to play sports results in more teams being made, which needs more coaches and more staff and builds up even more to needing more doctors. It is all related and these jobs will continue to rise.