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Gabriela Forte

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Hobbies & Interests

  • Painting and Studio Art
  • Drawing And Illustration
  • Singing
  • Writing
  • Music
  • Art
  • Psychology
  • History
  • Acting And Theater
  • Philosophy
  • Reading
  • Songwriting
  • Foreign Languages

Reading

  • Music
  • Art
  • History
  • Biography
  • Classics
  • Contemporary
  • Cultural
  • Drama
  • Novels
  • Plays

I read books daily.

Bio

I was born to Latin-American parents; an Argentinian immigrant mother and a first-generation Cuban-American father. I learned from an early age the value of dedication and hard work, especially in my studies. My culture did not take a front seat in my social life, growing up in primarily White, Anglo-Saxon communities, but it was monumental in my personal life. The importance of family, honestly, and diligence were at the forefront of the lessons I learned as a child. As I got older, I became increasingly hesitant to speak Spanish around the house, stunting my cultural growth. By the time I reached middle school and ventured into high school, I had finally unlocked that part of me again, realizing how important my language and culture truly were to me. I finally allowed myself to authentically represent my culture, even in the face of judgment or difference. I came from my parents, and I should be proud of that. Now, I am. But my culture is just a part of me. A beautiful part of me, but just that. I'm also an artist. A musician. A writer. An academic. I love to paint and draw and experiment with mediums. I express myself through my words, it becomes an art in and of itself. I am an avid reader, fascinated by philosophy and literature. By accepting the person I was born as, I learnt to accept the person I will become, because I no longer felt that I had to apologize for what made me, me.

Education

Patterson Mill High School

High School

2022 – 2023

Middletown High School South

High School

2019 – 2022

Miscellaneous

Desired degree level:
Doctoral degree program (PhD, MD, JD, etc.)
Majors of interest:
Philosophy, Classics and Classical Languages, Literatures, and Linguistics, General, Classical and Ancient Studies, English Language and Literature, General, Social Sciences, General, Law, Liberal Arts and Sciences, General Studies and Humanities

Career

  • EDC Employee

    Childcare · St. Margaret School EDC

    Jan 2022 – Present

  • Junior Camp Counselor

    Childcare · Sacajawea Day Camp

    Jan 2021 – Jan 2021

Miscellaneous

Dream career field:
Law Practice
Dream career goals:
Attorney
Has nursing license:
No

Future Interests

  • Advocacy
  • Volunteering
Share Your Poetry Scholarship
Rose Arcana The water swells, Filling up my chest Until I feel the soil dampen once it reaches my lungs. The seeds nestled in my body begin to sprout. Near immediately I feel the vines wind around my throat Snaking their way around the tendons in my arms Pushing to escape my body. More vines grow Using the thorns’ holes in my flesh as an exit; Twisting me tighter and pulling themselves out. The vines begin to envelop my outer body. And then the roses, Dark red, Bloody in color and for another reason. They start as buds Progressing as they bloom and grow in size, Their centers growing darker, As does my vision. He told me the roses were a mystery. He gave me the seeds. How they entered me I will never know, But how they escaped Will be evident on my body for eternity. The vines wind around my heart And I succumb
Lisa Seidman Excellence in Writing Scholarship
When I was in the fourth grade, a group of boys in my class started a "magazine." They wrote stories and made little pamphlets that they gave out to their peers. I asked to join and was met with a no. It was boys only. I couldn't write the stories that they did, and I certainly couldn't be the only girl. That afternoon I resolved to write my own story and show it to them. Maybe then I would get their approval. I wanted to write something that would affect them, something that showed I could really write. I wrote about a giant spider chasing somebody through a cave, devouring its human prey before he can escape. What screams "I can write" like a horror scenario? If they're scared, I win. I typed it out and marched up to two of the "editors" during playtime. I sat the computer on their laps and made them read my story. I told them if they liked it then I had proven myself worthy of entry into their club. I watched as they read, studying their expressions. The spider seemed to have scared them sufficiently; my story did its job. They looked up from the computer. I looked back, anticipating that "yes." It was a no. They said it was scary and that it was good, but I still couldn't join. This magazine was for them, the boys. My story did not change things. They may have now known I could tell a story, but it was not enough to include me in their literary circle. I was a girl, after all. From then on, I knew I needed to let outside factors dictate rejections, not my writing. I loved to write. If the boys hated my work, I would have been crushed. Somehow the fact that I was denied because I was a girl made me stronger in my determination to improve. If I entered a contest, I would rather have been rejected for "being a girl" than because my writing was bad. If someone was better than me, that was fine, but I had to be at least good enough. English class became my life. Every opportunity I had to put pen to paper, I took, whether I knew it or not. I started a blog. I discontinued the blog. I started a new blog. I discontinued it again. I wrote songs and put them online. I joined Quora. I deleted my account. I started a fanzine, took a hiatus, and started it back up. At every stage in my life, through numerous different creative mediums, writing has been at the epicenter. That desire to improve, to write more, has been my motivating factor since I was rejected from my first "literary magazine" in the fourth grade. There I discovered my passion for writing; the career that I have been striving for ever since, in one way or another.
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