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Hobbies and interests
Art
Singing
Writing
Jayla Lewis
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Jayla Lewis
1,045
Bold Points1x
FinalistBio
Hi, im Jayla!
An aspiring honor roll student that enjoys the arts
Education
Urban Assembly Academy Of Government And Law
High SchoolMiscellaneous
Desired degree level:
Bachelor's degree program
Majors of interest:
- Visual and Performing Arts, General
Career
Dream career field:
Arts
Dream career goals:
Sports
Volleyball
Varsity2018 – 20224 years
1st Generation People Of Color Patrick Copney Memorial Music/Arts Scholarship
Finding identity has always been such an issue for me, especially because I've had several talents at a time in my life. Singing, drawing, and generally writing with the talents and skills that I have equipped over the years. The identity struggle was especially notorious during middle school, as I didn’t fit in with the many other kids that were in my class. The majority of this reason not only came with the was more of a state of mental maturity, but thinking out of the box became an extreme difference between me and others within my environment. Many tests and trials came along with the concept of finding myself and figuring out where I belonged in the world. This was one of the main issues I've always had throughout my lifetime.
In middle school, I had dropped several things that I loved to do, including expressing myself greatly within the arts. beforehand, I had attended several art programs including things like musical theatre and even painting. It was very painful and on top of that, sitting in was an extreme struggle, especially because so many kids were more into being trendy or known as the ‘cool kids. Meanwhile, in my case, I was most likely the most mature person in my grade. Trial and error became a thing, but concepts of bullying and trust were broken as people took advantage of both my talents and skills. Instead of being what I wanted, the idea of hiding behind an identity mask became a thing to keep people's satisfaction and interest in me. People thought the ‘true me’ was more of a cringe or stiff person, who didn’t know how to joke around or generally relax.
During the camp a camp I joined, while I did make several friends with the people who later on became my castmates; but still, it didn’t feel right being that person who would fit into the category of this case. The feeling of being backstage and working with the tech on the other hand felt better to me. l lost interest in singing; drawing became an exception for me. The pandemic had only made it worse as I was surrounded by just the four walls and a device with people's faces, I didn't even see; it was so tiring. Those three during COVID weren’t fun, as I went into a state of slight depression; losing a sense of both my confidence and identity along with it(During these times, all I wanted to do was sleep all day and not do anything
Though cutting to a more recent time, I’ve finally overcome the situation of failing to figure out what I'm interested in by exploring and testing my waters (attending clubs, programs, etc. It turns out that I've been interested in both the way people work/tick and generally drawing. I’ve also matured much more both mentally and strategically, being able to figure out what I want to do quicker than I was able to do back in middle school. I’m also not afraid to be myself anymore, using all of my talents and skills in life whether someone likes it or not. Seemingly though, I’ve become renowned in my school for being very talented in several different arts. This time, I’m happy about who I am and what I like doing at this point in my life (it took me long enough.) With the fact that I’ve figured out what I wanted to do, I want to pursue pushing myself further toward the things I love; and hopefully accomplish.
Alexis Mackenzie Memorial Scholarship for the Arts
Finding identity has always been such an issue for me, especially because I've had several talents at a time in my life. Singing, drawing, and generally writing with the talents and skills that I have equipped over the years. The identity struggle was especially notorious during middle school, as I didn’t fit in with the many other kids that were in my class. The majority of this reason not only came with the was more of a state of mental maturity, but thinking out of the box became an extreme difference between me and others within my environment. Many tests and trials came along with the concept of finding myself and figuring out where I belonged in the world. This was one of the main issues I've always had throughout my lifetime.
In middle school, I had dropped several things that I loved to do, including expressing myself greatly within the arts. beforehand, I had attended several art programs including things like musical theatre and even painting. It was very painful and on top of that, sitting in was an extreme struggle, especially because so many kids were more into being trendy or known as the ‘cool kids. Meanwhile, in my case, I was most likely the most mature person in my grade. Trial and error became a thing, but concepts of bullying and trust were broken as people took advantage of both my talents and skills. Instead of being what I wanted, the idea of hiding behind an identity mask became a thing to keep people's satisfaction and interest in me. People thought the ‘true me’ was more of a cringe or stiff person, who didn’t know how to joke around or generally relax.
The pandemic had only made it worse as I was surrounded by just the four walls and a device with people's faces, I didn't even see; it was so tiring. Those three during COVID weren’t fun, as I went into a state of slight depression; losing a sense of both my confidence and identity along with it(During these times, all I wanted to do was sleep all day and not do anything
Though cutting to a more recent time, I’ve finally overcome the situation of failing to figure out what I'm interested in by exploring and testing my waters (attending clubs, programs, etc. It turns out that I've been interested in both the way people work/tick and generally drawing. I’ve also matured much more both mentally and strategically, being able to figure out what I want to do quicker than I was able to do back in middle school. I’m also not afraid to be myself anymore, using all of my talents and skills in life whether someone likes it or not. Seemingly though, I’ve become renowned in my school for being very talented in several different arts. This time, I’m happy about who I am and what I like doing at this point in my life (it took me long enough.) With the fact that I’ve figured out what I wanted to do, I want to pursue pushing myself further toward the things I love; and hopefully accomplish.
TBC Academic Scholarship
Finding identity has always been such an issue for me, especially because I've had several talents at a time in my life. Singing, drawing, and generally writing with the talents and skills that I have equipped over the years. The identity struggle was especially notorious during middle school, as I didn’t fit in with the many other kids that were in my class. The majority of this reason not only came with the was more of a state of mental maturity, but thinking out of the box became an extreme difference between me and others within my environment. Many tests and trials came along with the concept of finding myself and figuring out where I belonged in the world. This was one of the main issues I've always had throughout my lifetime.
In middle school, I had dropped several things that I loved to do, including expressing myself greatly within the arts. beforehand, I had attended several art programs including things like musical theatre and even painting. It was very painful and on top of that, sitting in was an extreme struggle, especially because so many kids were more into being trendy or known as the ‘cool kids. Meanwhile, in my case, I was most likely the most mature person in my grade. Trial and error became a thing, but concepts of bullying and trust were broken as people took advantage of both my talents and skills. Instead of being what I wanted, the idea of hiding behind an identity mask became a thing to keep people's satisfaction and interest in me. People thought the ‘true me’ was more of a cringe or stiff person, who didn’t know how to joke around or generally relax.
During the camp a camp I joined, while I did make several friends with the people who later on became my castmates; but still, it didn’t feel right being that person who would fit into the category of this case. The feeling of being backstage and working with the tech on the other hand felt better to me. l lost interest in singing; drawing became an exception for me. The pandemic had only made it worse as I was surrounded by just the four walls and a device with people's faces, I didn't even see; it was so tiring. Those three during COVID weren’t fun, as I went into a state of slight depression; losing a sense of both my confidence and identity along with it(During these times, all I wanted to do was sleep all day and not do anything
Though cutting to a more recent time, I’ve finally overcome the situation of failing to figure out what I'm interested in by exploring and testing my waters (attending clubs, programs, etc. It turns out that I've been interested in both the way people work/tick and generally drawing. I’ve also matured much more both mentally and strategically, being able to figure out what I want to do quicker than I was able to do back in middle school. I’m also not afraid to be myself anymore, using all of my talents and skills in life whether someone likes it or not. Seemingly though, I’ve become renowned in my school for being very talented in several different arts. This time, I’m happy about who I am and what I like doing at this point in my life (it took me long enough.) With the fact that I’ve figured out what I wanted to do, I want to pursue pushing myself further toward the things I love; and hopefully accomplish.