Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physically and verbally with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physically and verbally with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physically and verbally with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physically and verbally with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physically and verbally with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physically and verbally with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physically and verbally with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physically and verbally with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physically and verbally with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I shortly thereafter moved to the United States. After a while, in my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives, especially those who have struggled. Thank you.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physically and verbally with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

I have always felt that I have played soccer practically all my life. In reality, I have played soccer for only half of my life, and it has always felt like it was a game changer for thinking more clearly. My soccer skills may not be the best, and what I lack in skill, I make up with determination and perseverance. Living with my mental struggles has been hard, but when you have soccer to relieve it for you, it makes it all the better. Mental health has been such a problem for our age group and those who are younger in their early teenage years. However, there is not much help and practically everyone who knows how to find a coping strategy tries to find one, one way or another. My coping mechanism has always been going outside, and soccer in particular has helped me forget about most of my worries and doubts that otherwise stacks and carries like tremendous weight on my shoulders. Having friends play soccer has helped me to find others who have the same issues, and have a similar coping strategy. When I hear that someone can't seem to find a coping mechanism, I always recommend starting small and taking a walk. I used to run for the adrenaline and the strength that came with it, but now I jog and slightly run when needed in soccer. I think this change has happened primarily due to the injuries that were sustained while running Cross Country and all Track and Field seasons. Although my knees are more relieved that I do not run anymore, I feel the weight that I carry everywhere, that I feel not good enough, but when I play soccer, I mostly feel that all of this has been alleviated. I do believe that this is because of soccer, and any chance I get to play I do try. Having a neighborhood in which I live that has a lot of younger kids, we have made teams and games for soccer, and our favorite one currently is goalie-goalie-out! We play this often by having a goalie and trying to get them out while others try to take the ball away from us simultaneously. It is amazing getting to see the progress these kids that I used to teach soccer to have advanced what feels like WAY past my level. It makes my heart happy though that even if they are better, they try to take it easy on the kids who are still learning and sometimes myself, when I still have knee problems. I like to think of myself as the expert around the younger kids, but in reality, I am the one who is learning from those younger than myself. I think this makes it better for me to learn from others when I become an adult and pursue my degree in Teaching English as a Second Language in the Education Department. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education in particular, and I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

"I am alive because God wants me to be alive," has been one of my main reasons why I haven't gone down a path in which I feel depression and everything else any longer. A teacher is able to turn that around for maybe that special student, but not only that special student, but he/she tries to make a significant impact that will show God's grace, courage, and strength that we can only receive through Him. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered by the grace of God, and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. Now, that I have passed these sometimes what I used to categorize as my unsuccessful, that now I realize is all because God wanted to help me be a stronger, more motivated person. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives, and so that I may continue to shine the light of Jesus through all of my days of teaching to others, not only what I am supposed to teach, but also of the word of God, to the end of my days. Thank you.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physically and verbally with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physically and verbally with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future.In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physically and verbally with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physically and verbally with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physically and verbally with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I hated the targeting of people with this disability that I found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I hope to earn your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives. The prospect of pursuing a Bachelor's degree in Education at Liberty University fills me with a sense of purpose and excitement. My passion for education stems from a deep desire to have a positive impact on the lives of young people. I have witnessed firsthand the challenges faced by students from diverse backgrounds, and I have seen how access to quality education can empower individuals and transform communities. This experience ignited a fire within me to become a dedicated educator who can guide and inspire future generations. This scholarship would be a tremendous blessing, alleviating the financial burden associated with my education. This scholarship would allow me to focus on my studies and fully immerse myself in the learning experience. I am confident that I possess the dedication, perseverance, and commitment to excel in my chosen field. I am eager to contribute to the educational landscape and make a meaningful difference in the lives of many students. This scholarship would serve as a source of motivation and encouragement, propelling me forward on my journey to becoming a successful educator. I am deeply grateful for the opportunity to apply for this scholarship, and I am confident that I would be a worthy recipient.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physically and verbally with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved from my first preschool in Yokohama to my other new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a while until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and I was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always checking in on me and ensuring that I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that one day I may want to become a teacher either working with American students teaching Japanese or teaching English to Japanese students. I hope to work with this special teacher in the future. In fourth grade, I moved to the United States. It was a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for. I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. Having to relearn many things from Japanese to English was hard, however, I persevered and continued to do my best. So, as I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physically and verbally with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, in which I was diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities." I did not want to be referred to as that because I absolutely hated the targeting of people with this disability that I just found out I had. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship. Now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be immensely grateful to have this scholarship to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my hope lies to be like my third grade teacher, who still teaches to this day. I appreciate your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives. The prospect of pursuing a Bachelor's degree in Education at Liberty University fills me with a sense of purpose and excitement. My passion for education stems from a deep desire to have a positive impact on the lives of young people. I have witnessed firsthand the challenges faced by students from diverse backgrounds, and I have seen how access to quality education can empower individuals and transform communities. This experience ignited a fire within me to become a dedicated educator who can guide and inspire future generations. This scholarship would allow me to focus on my studies and fully immerse myself in the learning experience. I am confident that I possess the dedication, perseverance, and commitment to excel in my chosen field. I am eager to contribute to the educational landscape and make a meaningful difference in the lives of many students. Receiving this scholarship would be a testament to my commitment to education. It would serve as a source of motivation and encouragement, propelling me forward on my journey to becoming a successful educator. I am deeply grateful for the opportunity to apply for this scholarship, and I am confident that I would be a worthy recipient.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved for the first time to a new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a bit, until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always making sure I was checking in, and making sure I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that I may want to work with her in the future and become a teacher either working with English students in Japanese or English with Japanese students. When I moved when I was in fourth grade, to the United States, it was quite a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for, and I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. However, I persevered and relearned many things, especially for math, "for the sake of knowing everything in English." So, I continued to drift through life, and at the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physical and verbal with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, with being diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities," and I absolutely did not want to be referred to as that as I absolutely hated that this term is used towards people with this disability that I just found out that I had as well so negatively. This motivated me in my sophomore year in high school, to decide which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship, and now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future out for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be so grateful to be able to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my third grade teacher still teaches to this day. By giving me this opportunity, I thank you for your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved for the first time to a new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a bit, until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always making sure I was checking in, and making sure I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that I may want to work with her in the future and become a teacher either working with English students in Japanese or English with Japanese students. When I moved when I was in fourth grade, to the United States, it was quite a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for, and I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. However, I persevered and relearned many things, especially for math, "for the sake of knowing everything in English." So, I continued to drift through life, and at the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physical and verbal with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, with being diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities," and I absolutely did not want to be referred to as that as I absolutely hated that this term is used towards people with this disability that I just found out that I had as well so negatively. This motivated me in my sophomore year in high school, to decide which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship, and now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future out for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be so grateful to be able to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my third grade teacher still teaches to this day. By giving me this opportunity, I thank you for your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.

Having moved three times within seven years it was always a struggle for me to grapple with missing knowledge. When I was five, I moved for the first time to a new preschool in Tokyo, Japan. I struggled for a bit, until I was finally diagnosed with ADHD, and was able to reflect a small amount, as much as a five year old could, about how that could help change my life. Although many things were challenging at first such as figuring out the right dosages for medications, and maintaining a semi-functional life with ADHD, while maintaining control over what doctors would call even now, "my big emotions,” it was part of the plan for my life. While getting the ADHD diagnosis was helpful, we had to keep trying to figure out what would work best with other coping mechanisms and medications. One teacher in particular helped me in third grade, always making sure I was checking in, and making sure I was okay, without doing what people call, "babying." I loved this teacher, and that's when I started to think that I may want to work with her in the future and become a teacher either working with English students in Japanese or English with Japanese students. When I moved when I was in fourth grade, to the United States, it was quite a bit of a culture shock that I wasn't quite prepared for, and I was really sad to have left the one teacher whom I felt truly knew how to look out for me. However, I persevered and relearned many things, especially for math, "for the sake of knowing everything in English." So, I continued to drift through life, and at the end of fifth grade/ the start of sixth grade, I moved to where I currently live. I was very mentally challenged at this point in my life, and it seemed to be getting worse all around. I got into more fights both physical and verbal with my parents, and it kept going until we reached out in seventh grade to a doctor in our area. We got better medication services and even got a family therapist. In my freshman year, there was another bend in the road, with being diagnosed with being on the spectrum for Autism. I knew some people with the same diagnosis who had what most people liked to call, "severe dysfunctional disabilities," and I absolutely did not want to be referred to as that as I absolutely hated that term used towards people with this disability that I just found out that I had as well so negatively. By my sophomore year in high school, I was confident about which major I wanted to go into. Then, in my junior year, I was able to get into a teaching program where I did my first internship, and now, in my senior year of high school, I feel like I will finally be able to succeed in passing all of my classes, and will be able to make a great future out for myself because of how early I decided I wanted to become a teacher and knew my major so early on. I would be so grateful to be able to succeed in Elementary Education because that is where my third grade teacher still teaches to this day. By giving me this opportunity, I thank you for your consideration in helping me to spread this legacy far and wide for the worth that she put in me that I will be able to put into other kids' hearts and lives.