
Hobbies and interests
African American Studies
Babysitting And Childcare
Baking
Band
Bible Study
Biology
Tutoring
Upcycling and Recycling
Dentistry
Choir
Church
Flute
Youth Group
Volunteering
Violin
STEM
Community Service And Volunteering
Human Rights
Mentoring
Neuroscience
Reading
Christian Fiction
History
Literary Fiction
Folk Tales
Fantasy
Novels
Realistic Fiction
Science Fiction
Young Adult
Women's Fiction
Retellings
I read books multiple times per week
Leah Seche
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Leah Seche
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My name is Leah, and I am a senior in high school. I am majoring in biology with a concentration in neurobiology on a pre-dental track at Boston University. I am the child of two Haitian immigrants who have always instilled the values of hard work, determination, and faith in God to achieve the goals that I strive for in life. Inspired by my mother, who was an emergency room nurse during the COVID-19 pandemic and worked hard to get her master’s degree to become a nurse practitioner, I also aspire to go into the health care industry and become a dentist.
I also like writing and performing slam poetry, tutoring and mentoring elementary and middle school girls, volunteering at my church, and participating in my school’s Women in STEM club and Helping Hands club. In my free time, I like reading novels and poetry books, my favorites being written by Maya Angelou, Toni Morrison, and Edwidge Danticat.
Education
Boston University
Bachelor's degree programMajors:
- Neurobiology and Neurosciences
Doane Academy
High SchoolMiscellaneous
Desired degree level:
Doctoral degree program (PhD, MD, JD, etc.)
Majors of interest:
- Dentistry
- Biological and Biomedical Sciences, Other
- Human Biology
- English Language and Literature/Letters, Other
Career
Dream career field:
Dentistry
Dream career goals:
Owning a dental clinic in Haiti
I am a elementary and middle school tutoring in math, language arts, science, and history
Tutoring/Mentoring Business (Self-Employment)2021 – Present4 yearsCaretaker
Doane Academy Aftercare2023 – Present2 years
Sports
Rowing
Varsity2022 – 20253 years
Awards
- Most Improved Player
- Coaches Award
Research
Cultural Studies and Comparative Literature
The New Jersey Scholars Program — A scholar who participated in this program and wrote a research paper on African epistemology2024 – 2024
Arts
Doane Academy Concert Band
Performance ArtConcerts2016 – PresentPoetry Out Loud
Performance ArtWinner of school contest, Winner of Regional contest, State finalist2023 – PresentDoane Academy Upper School Choir
Performance ArtConcerts2022 – Present
Public services
Volunteering
Doane Academy Helping Hands — Member2023 – 2025Volunteering
Doane Academy Women in STEM Club — Vice-President2023 – 2025Volunteering
Sisterhood Inc. — I helped arrange donated books, food, and clothes at Sisterhood Inc that are accessible to those who are in need of it around the Burlington City community.2022 – PresentVolunteering
Levittown Church of God — I voluntarily teach Sunday School for early elementary school children that range from ages 2-62021 – Present
Future Interests
Advocacy
Volunteering
Philanthropy
Entrepreneurship
Mark Caldwell Memorial STEM/STEAM Scholarship
When I woke that morning, I faced an army of doctors and medical students gawking at me and jotting down notes like I was their science experiment. Then, I began to recollect the events from last night: collapsing from stomach pain, my mom driving me to the hospital after her 14-hour shift, the abnormal CAT scan, and being transferred in an ambulance to the Bristol-Myers Squibb Children's Hospital. Groggy after the memory haze, I suddenly sat up in shock as the doctor said, “You have Crohn’s Disease.”
I was devastated and hungry to learn that for the next month, my nutrition would consist of no food or water, just the yellow TPN liquid flowing into the PICC line. Needing to prioritize my health, I utilized this time of adversity for reflection. I created a daily routine of walking fourteen laps around the ward, working on college essays, and reading the Book of Psalms for encouragement.
After being released, I joined the Bristol-Myers Squibb Children's Hospital Youth Advisory Council, empathizing with other patients who have had the same struggle. We meet once a month to plan hospital events and to make improvements to the teen patient lounge. With the Helping Hands Club at my school, I have even organized a holiday card drive that was given to adolescent patients spending the holidays in the hospital. With this experience, I learned that the lowest point in my life does not signify the end of life but rather calls you to be more involved through service in your life. My diagnosis has not limited me but rather invigorated me to continue my studies to become a community-oriented dentist.
My time at the hospital reaffirmed my call to action in the oral healthcare field to serve underserved communities, where dental and oral clinics are inaccessible, causing the people in those communities to be more susceptible to tooth neglect. My dream someday as a Haitian American dentist is to start an oral health clinic in Haiti, where half of the population has little to no access to dental care, which is even more detrimental in rural communities. Afterwards, with a team of doctors and nurses, I plan to expand by building a healthcare clinic providing various healthcare services such as family, pediatrics, dentistry, and mental health services to Haitians in dire need of them. Though I am not in dental school yet, I have already gained dental experience as a senior in high school. For two weeks, I shadowed the Southern Jersey Medical Center’s dentistry department as part of my school’s Senior Capstone Project, and helped sanitize rooms, instruments, and even assisted in fillings. On my first day at the clinic, a Haitian man who didn’t speak English came to get a filling. He was worried about the needle to numb his mouth, so I talked to him in Creole to soothe his nerves so that the dentist could do the procedure on him. This experience helped me realize why representation in the healthcare field is so important; when patients see providers who are the same ethnicity or identity as them, it increases their comfort level to seek treatment when they need it, thus decreasing health disparities in underserved communities.
My goal of opening an oral healthcare clinic in Haiti is ambitious, especially with the current political climate and gang violence ravaging the nation, but if I could stay at a hospital for a month with no food or water, I am confident that I can conquer the challenges and periods of adversity that I have yet to face through my call to serve others.
Byte into STEM Scholarship
“How can you understand what people are saying with their mouth wide open?” was a question that rose in my brain every six months when going to Hamilton Dental for my dentist appointment. I was bewildered yet intrigued by how the dental hygienists and dentists engaged in small talk with gaping patients, and responded comprehensively to the patterned “ahh-ing” of these patients, including myself. At first, I hypothesized that “Understanding Open-Mouthed Patients 101” was a course required in dental school to teach this skill, but was disproven this question at eight years old when I asked my dentist, Dr.Djeng, during one visit. He laughed, answering, “I think it developed over time as I kept seeing more and more patients.”
This was the dental appointment that sparked my desire to go into dentistry. Per Dr.Djeng’s advice, I developed my interest in dentistry through practice. From observing baby teeth to examining a cell from my buccal mucosa under a microscope in biology class, my desire to learn caused me to go down a rabbit hole in exploration to learn more about oral healthcare. However, as I got older, my curiosity in the dental field evolved into a call to action in dentistry to serve underserved communities. My dream someday as a Haitian American dentist is to start an oral health clinic in rural Haiti because half of the Haitian population has little to no access to dental care, which is even more detrimental in rural communities. Afterwards, with a team of doctors and nurses, we can expand into building a healthcare clinic providing various healthcare services such as family, pediatrics, dentistry, and mental health services to Haitians in dire need of them.
My first step as a community-oriented dentist was interning at the Southern Jersey Family Medical Center in Burlington, NJ, for my senior capstone project. As a student dental assistant, my job was to sanitize the dental rooms after each patient visit, sanitize dental instruments, and aid the dentist while doing certain procedures, like fillings. On my first day at the clinic, a Haitian man who didn’t speak English came to get a filling. He was worried about being stuck with the needle used to numb his mouth, so I talked to him in Creole to soothe his nerves so that the dentist could do the procedure on him. This is when I realized why representation in the healthcare field is so important; the stigma and fear of healthcare generated in immigrant communities can be decreased with more representation of BIPOC immigrants. When patients see providers who are the same ethnicity as them, it increases their comfort level to seek treatment when they need it, thus decreasing health disparities in underserved communities. Though Black dentists, especially the Haitian ones that I aspire to be, are underrepresented in the dental field, I believe that this can positively affect my career goals because it means that I can inspire other Haitians and Haitian Americans to pursue dental and oral healthcare professions.
As a newly admitted Boston University student, I am pursuing a major in neurobiology to study the intricate wirings of the nervous system and a pre-dental track to further understand the nerve endings of the teeth. I plan to shadow more dentists in the Longwood Medical District in Boston and volunteer at more clinics that focus on the oral healthcare of immigrants. Even though I have years of schooling ahead of me, my passion for a STEM education and goal to build an oral healthcare clinic motivates me to conquer all of the work and trials to bring justice to my people.
SigaLa Education Scholarship
“How can you understand what people are saying with their mouth wide open?” was a question that rose in my brain every six months when going to Hamilton Dental for my dentist appointment. I was bewildered yet intrigued by how the dental hygienists and dentists engaged in small talk with gaping patients, and responded comprehensively to the patterned “ahh-ing” of these patients, including myself. At first, I hypothesized that “Understanding Open-Mouthed Patients 101” was a course required in dental school to teach this skill, but was disproven this question at eight years old when I asked my dentist, Dr.Djeng, during one visit. He laughed, answering, “I think it developed over time as I kept seeing more and more patients.”
This was the dental appointment that sparked my desire to go into dentistry. As per Dr.Djeng’s advice, I developed my interest in dentistry through practice. From observing baby teeth to examining a cell from my buccal mucosa cells under a microscope in biology class, my desire to learn caused me to go down a rabbit hole in exploration to learn more about oral healthcare. However, as I got older, my curiosity in the dental field evolved to a call to action in dentistry to serve underserved communities. My dream someday as a Haitian American dentist is to start an oral health clinic in rural Haiti because half of the Haitian population has little to no access to dental care, which is even more detrimental in rural communities. Afterwards, with a team of doctors and nurses, we can expand into building a healthcare clinic providing various healthcare services such as family, pediatrics, dentistry, and mental health services to Haitians in dire need of them.
My first step as a community-oriented dentist was interning at the Southern Jersey Family Medical Center in Burlington, NJ, for my senior capstone project. As a student dental assistant, my job was to sanitize the dental rooms after each patient visit, sanitize dental instruments, and aid the dentist while doing certain procedures, like fillings. On my first day at the clinic, a Haitian man who didn’t speak English came to get a filling. He was worried about being stuck with the needle used to numb his mouth, so I talked to him in Creole to soothe his nerves so that the dentist could do the procedure on him. This is when I realized why representation in the healthcare field is so important; the stigma and fear of healthcare generated in immigrant communities can be decreased with more representation of BIPOC immigrants. When patients see providers who are the same ethnicity as them, it increases their comfort level to seek treatment when they need it, thus decreasing health disparities in underserved communities. Though Black dentists, especially the Haitian ones, are underrepresented in the dental field, I believe that this can positively affect my career goals because it means that I can inspire other Haitians and Haitian Americans to pursue dental and oral healthcare professions.
The SigaLa Education scholarship will help me financially because, as an admitted student at Boston University, I want to be able to fund my undergraduate studies with as few loans as possible and avoid going into debt. I chose BU because its spirit of curiosity, combined with civil engagement are similar to my own goals as a dentist and includes many opportunities to intern with some of the best dentists in the country. This scholarship is just one necessary step closer to being a Haitian American dentist giving back to her community.
DeJean Legacy Scholarship For Haitian American Students
My soul came to me through the back of a tap tap. It ran alongside the bloody red pickup truck painted with the swirls of Caribbean sea blue, palm tree green, and sunshine yellow; colors I saw in the airplane above the island, but never up close. Once it caught up, it waited for the right moment to slip into the cracks of the roof that shielded the bed of the truck, and entered into me; a ten-year-old Haitian girl born in America sitting on a wooden bench built into the tap-tap, nestling into my father’s chest. I was unsure of what I felt at the time, but I knew a change happened within myself. As my soul entered through my skin with the cool, night breeze, it formed a bond to Ayiti, cheri mwen: Haiti, my darling. My home.
I met my soul on the back of a tap tap, but I understood it on the front seat of my dad’s blue, 2007 Toyota Corolla. On the radio, every afternoon on the drive home from school, my dad played Blaize One and BIC Ti zon Dife, Haitian rappers that rhymed about the creation of corruption, gang violence, and poverty that Haiti was globally known for. My dad would then turn down the music and start our one-on-one Haitian history class. The lessons spanned from the victory of our ancestors in the Haitian Revolution to the effects of the Duvalier Regime and how the TonTon Macoute, the secret police force turned into the gangsters that terrorize Haiti today.
I met my soul on the back of a tap tap, but I developed it with my mother’s “emergency room horror stories” from her perspective as a nurse. One story was about an old lady who spit on my mother once seeing her skin and hearing her accent. Yet, my mother wiped the spit off her face and continued to show compassion towards her. The same compassion that she showed Haitian children in poverty when she took a team of healthcare professionals every summer to provide them with annual check ups. Inspired by her compassion, mission trip and my passion for dentistry, my dream is to own an oral health clinic in a rural region of Haiti to provide dental care for Haitians who have difficulty accessing it.
Ever since I met my soul on that tap tap, watching the rise of famed police officer-turned-gang leader Barbecue, gang violence, and kidnappings in Haiti from the comforts from the United States, makes my heart grieve with survivor’s guilt for my relatives and other Haitians falling as victims. Although I traveled to Haiti only once, I am connected to its travesties as a child of Haitian immigrants, a Creole speaker, and a griotic poet who understands the Haitian motto “l’union fait la force” or “unity makes strength,” I decided to take action by writing and performing a slam poem titled “The Mourning of the Land” at the New Jersey Poetry Ourselves slam poetry competition and the Collingswood Book Festival. Through “The Mourning of the Land" I have taught diverse audiences, Haitian or not, about Haitian history and the evils of gang violence, just as my parents taught me. My Haitian soul drives me to academic excellence as I continue my education to become a dentist and own a dental practice in Haiti, and motivates me to join a Caribbean Student organization in college and continue my poetry to share my soul with others.
Theresa Lord Future Leader Scholarship
When I woke that morning, I faced an army of doctors and medical students gawking at me and jotting down notes like I was their science experiment. Then, I began to recollect the events from last night; collapsing from stomach pain, my mom driving me to the hospital after her 14-hour shift, the abnormal CAT scan, and being transferred in an ambulance to the Bristol-Myers Squibb Children's Hospital. Groggy after the memory haze, I suddenly sat up in shock as the doctor said, “You have Crohn’s Disease.”
I was devastated and hungry to learn that for the next few weeks, my nutrition would consist of no food or water, just the chicken-scented, yellow TPN liquid flowing into the PICC line. Needing to prioritize my health, I utilized this time of adversity for reflection. I created a daily routine of walking fourteen laps around the ward and reading the Book of Psalms to find peace and encouragement.
After being released, I joined the Bristol-Myers Squibb Children's Hospital Youth Advisory Council, empathizing with other patients who have had the same struggle. We meet once a month to plan hospital events and to make improvements to the teen patient lounge. With the Helping Hands Club at my school, I have even organized a holiday card drive that were given to adolescent patients that spending the holidays in the hospital. Though this obstacle caused me to miss the first two weeks of my senior year in high school, I learned that the lowest point in my life does not signify the end of life because there is no where to go but up towards improvement. My diagnosis has not limited me but rather invigorated me to continue my studies to become a pediatric dentist.
While my time in the hospital invigorated me to continue my interest in dentistry, it was the negative connotations associated with dentistry that led me to pursue the field in the first place. I learned that neglected oral care leads to calculus buildup, cavities, tooth infection, and in the most severe cases, death when spread throughout the rest of the body. Resulting from my passion, I felt a call to action into dentistry to serve underserved communities, where dental and oral clinics are inaccessible causing the people in those communities to be more susceptible to tooth neglect. My dream someday as a Haitian American dentist is to start an oral health clinic in rural Haiti because half of the Haitian population has little to no access to dental care, which is even more detrimental in the rural communities. Afterwards with a team of doctors and nurses, we can expand with building a healthcare clinic providing various healthcare services such as family, pediatrics, dentistry, and mental health services to Haitians in dire need of them. However as a senior in high school, my first start is to intern at the Southern Jersey Medical Center’s dentistry department as apart of my school’s Senior Capstone Project, and help local immigrants, including the undocumented, receive access to healthcare.
Although my goal of opening an oral healthcare clinic in Haiti is ambitious, especially with the current political climate and gang violence ravaging the nation, I know that they are attainable because of my faith in God and determination that I have to overcome the challenges that I come across. From learning how to cope with my Crohn’s Disease to my parents teaching me how Haitian slaves defeated the French and founded our country, I learned that perseverance is in my veins and will help me achieve my goal owning a Haitian clinic in the future.