I want to use my cybersecurity knowledge to make my community feel safer online, especially those who may not have the resources or technical background. Many of us face language and cultural barriers, which scammers often exploit, so I aim to create workshops and bilingual guides to bridge this gap. In addition to that, I'd like to work with local businesses and cultural centers to provide security tips that they can use everyday. My goal is to make cybersecurity a feasible and approachable goal, so people can protect themselves and their family. With this, I hope to create a stronger bond within our immigrant community, built on trust and resilience.

As a first-generation immigrant, I always knew that my journey to higher education would significantly differ from that of my peers. While others could prioritize the novelties of higher education thanks to the knowing comfort of a parent or sibling, I never felt that same ease other students in my class had. It felt strenuous and isolating, sorting through college after college and major after major, hoping to find something that wouldn’t catapult me into debt but would still be worthwhile. I knew growing up that this was the expectation, but without any guidance, the whole process quickly became overwhelming. Everything was new and choosing the right major for myself was a convoluted battle. I found it difficult to find someone who’s been through the process before and who could help steer me in the right direction. While others had parents, siblings, or other family members who could help, I found it challenging to even find someone I could truly confide in. Eventually, I decided that cybersecurity would be the best fit for me- but it took time. I needed to set myself up for success despite how unfamiliar everything was. I am very proud of the hard work I accomplished and the passion that drove me to this point, but looking back, I feel bad that I had to go through that alone. The college admission process is overwhelming in itself- especially with the lack of guidance from school officials- but on top of that, with finals and SATs, I still had to translate bills and make phone calls for my parents. Since my parents never went to college, in fact my dad never went to high school; oftentimes, they didn’t understand all the hard work and pressure that went into my education. It was frustrating when my effort went unnoticed, especially when all I ever wanted was to make them proud. However, I don’t regret helping my parents in the slightest, especially with all they do for me, but I can still acknowledge that these things took a lot of time and effort. As I pursue my degree, I hope to build worthwhile connections for my family and my future kids and bring them a sense of ease that I didn’t have growing up. The struggles of an immigrant household have opened my eyes to the world and allowed me to become more enlightened and grateful. I use these traits to fuel my passion for learning and my desire to continue my education for myself and for my family.