
Hobbies and interests
Reading
Reading
Action
Biography
Cultural
Cookbooks
Magical Realism
I read books multiple times per week
Iman Nuur
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Iman Nuur
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I am passionate about changing what's wrong in the world, and being someone people remember as having an ambition to save lives, but not at the expense of hurting others. I am a kind-hearted individual, and I speak what's on my mind.
Education
Oak Park High School
High SchoolMiscellaneous
Desired degree level:
Majors of interest:
- Biochemistry and Molecular Biology
Career
Dream career field:
Medical Practice
Dream career goals:
Surgeon
Sports
Karate
Junior Varsity2012 – Present13 years
Awards
- Bronze Medals
Future Interests
Advocacy
Politics
Volunteering
Lo Easton's “Wrong Answers Only” Scholarship
1. Honestly, going to college has been something I don't see in my future, and applying to this scholarship has helped reinstate that fact.
2. I plan on creating a startup for people who don't want to work a day in their life, and want to lounge around all day, basically one of a couch potato.
3. I haven't had any problems in my life, I live in a stress free home and overall environment. My family has enough money to support me even if I never work a day in my life, and that is what I plan to do. I honestly have no reason to apply, but I want to take this opportunity away from someone who may actually benefit from it.
Impact Scholarship for Black Students
My parents, my father more specifically always stressed the importance of having good grades. And let me tell you, that does not go well when you don't see the importance of school over yourself. You see, I understood from the very beginning that I needed to have good grades, but I didn't see the problem with having a B or two, but my Dad made it seem like there was no point if my final grade would have a B involved. I learned early on that I shouldn't get good grades to impress him, but I should try my best and learn in school, even if that meant I would have a B.
By now, the words are burned into my brain. I get anxious whenever I see a grade drop or anything other than an A on my screen when I check my grades. It became almost the only thing I cared about, and that really worsened everything around me.
When the pandemic hit, I, being an introvert, wasn't too worried about having to stay away from people- it seemed like a nice 3 week break of just staying in my room, watching tv. I quickly realized that this 3 week break was turning into months of being inside, and I soon felt trapped. My freshman year came to an end, but the last month of school wasn't hard, so I thought that it would be just like this in case I was online next year.
I was wrong. I decided not to do hybrid, and stayed online for the whole year (yes, even now, I am in my room, simultaneously doing chemistry homework). I soon realized that the reason I was sane while going to school in-person was because I didn't spend every waking moment with my family of 7. I love my family, but they can be noisy sometimes, and my parents think that me staying in my room is a bad thing, but it isn't.
I soon noticed the drop in GPA and all at once, my sophomore went all wrong. I became more anxious than I had ever been, and I couldn't keep up with all the schoolwork I had been given. It felt like I was teaching myself most of the time. I tried my best to stay calm, but it almost never worked.
I never really noticed the changes in my behavior until I began driving again. The summer before my sophomore year, I turned 15, got my permit, and my father taught me how to drive. By the time the school year started, I could drive to the store and such with my dad. But once I started becoming more anxious, I found myself being less excited driving, and whenever I finally decide to drive, my hands would shake, just a little, until I got to my destination. Even almost 6 months later, I find myself hating driving, and having failed my driving test once now, I just feel hopeless, because it was the one thing I was looking forward to.
My mental health this semester is better and worse at the same time. I find myself crying over the smallest things, and smiling at even smaller instances. I can't believe that I might have to go back to school again in-person, but I think it will be for the best. I still freak out over my grades, but that doesn't make them get any higher, but I try my best.