Hardships don't define who we are, but they may play a part in who we become. One can choose two paths in the face of adversity: crumble in defeat or search within to find the motivation to overcome any obstacle. A new life lesson arises with every challenge, resulting from how you approach the struggle. All the experiences and people I've encountered have shaped me into who I am, whether good or bad. As a student who's once been the victim of relentless bullying from my peers and a child from a domestic violence household, I faced unique challenges. With the absence of a father to guide me, I experienced difficulties fitting in, both socially and academically, but I persevered with the support of mentors and my self-determination. For example, Mr. Woods, my 5th-grade history and mathematics teacher, was my first encounter with black excellence. Before meeting Mr. Woods, every night, local news told me that as an African-American man: I was unable to achieve and succeed; however, Mr. Wood's existence was the key that changed that narrative and opened my eyes. Consistently, Mr. Woods taught my classmates and I in daily repetition to" aspire to go higher!". After speaking that phrase repeatedly and modeling his attitude within my life, I slowly changed. I learned that dedicating myself academically to my studies would open doors of endless opportunities. Mr. Wood's belief in my potential is what set me on the right path, and because of that, I now recognize that every student has boundless potential. Everyone needs someone to fight for their futures and nurture their gifts. The common saying goes, "Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish, and feed him for a lifetime." These are words of wisdom that I strongly agree with. The "rod" of support from your scholarship organization will allow me to pursue higher education and influence the next generation of students like myself who might not have had someone encourage, inspire, or direct them. There are so many ways I can give back, but first, I acknowledge that I must become the best possible version of myself to have the most significant impact on my community. Though I am at the beginning of my journey as a future leader, I still do all I can to help those who need it. I believe that if someone has the ability, education, or experience to help someone, they owe themselves in service to others. Whether assisting students in practicing their Chinese or leading by example on the lacrosse field, I am always trying to make an impact. As I grow in maturity, skill, and understanding, I want to continue giving back. My destiny is mine to mold into whatever I choose as a man of service, with the background of strength and resilience that provides me with the grit to do so.

Coming from a single-parent household headed by my mother, life hasn’t always been financially easy for my family and I. At an early age, I witnessed my mother become the victim of verbal and physical at the hand of my father. My mother understood that growing up in an unsafe environment would negatively affect my well-being and development. When I was four years old, my mother obtained a court protection order and divorced my father. My mother, younger sister, and I left the state of Michigan to escape my father, traveling six hours away to start anew in Central Illinois before moving back to Detroit when I was nine. While we were in Illinois, we didn’t know anyone nor have any friends or family to help us construct a stable life for ourselves, but we were together. That togetherness we shared never made the longing of not having a father outweigh the love we shared. My mother had always been there, trying her best to fill two roles. My mother, through her actions, was the first person to teach me about perseverance indirectly. She would labor through overnight shifts to provide food on our plates every night. And without my mother’s unconditional love and support, I don’t know what unsafe situation I would be in with my father. My mother, scared but brave, made the decision that allowed me to be free. Free to find myself as a person in a nurturing environment, free from the horror and long-lasting trauma of domestic violence, and free to grow into anything that I choose to be. For both my mother and myself, I am seeking higher education. My mother has pushed me to become the best version of myself throughout my life, and I figured out the optimal location to cultivate myself academically and direct my life path on one to success is within a college campus. I have something to prove to myself, and I want to make my mother proud. Help from your scholarship organization will help turn my dream for my future into a reality. Hardships don't define who we are, but they may play a part in who we become. One can choose two paths in the face of adversity: crumble in defeat or search within to find the motivation to overcome any obstacle. A new life lesson arises with every challenge, resulting from how you approach the struggle. All the experiences and people I've encountered have shaped me into who I am, whether good or bad.

As seen on worldwide television following the United State's capital riot of January 6, 2022, it has become widely understood that many people in the United States are becoming more and more divided due to political polarization. This is notable because people are more frequently reluctant to work with others from opposing points of view. As stated by the 16th president of the United States of America, Abraham Lincoln: "A house divided against itself cannot stand." If Americans continue on this current road of hate and mistrust, we can potentially destroy each other. I don't blame the people for the large division. Their corruptive abuse of power can leave a lasting scar on this country and hinder the advancement of this nation. The future of this country is sadly uncertain, but if efforts are made to heal this broken country, we can most definitely get back on track. This is our planet, our nation, and our community, and we have a duty as citizens of this country to establish inner peace and make life livable for all citizens. We refuse to let hate consume us. We will not let anyone skew our perspectives in their favor because we will think for ourselves. We understand that the many actions taken today will result in the world's collective future. Every day the people of the country should work to create a better future for themselves, their children, their children's children, and many generations to come. We must use our voices to create harmony. I must use my voice because I recognize humanity's most significant asset: the ability to communicate civilly and come together to solve problems, make compromises, and co-exist.

Hardships don't define who we are, but they may play a part in who we become. One can choose two paths in the face of adversity: crumble in defeat or search within to find the motivation to overcome any obstacle. A new life lesson arises with every challenge, resulting from how you approach the struggle. All the experiences and people I've encountered have shaped me into who I am, whether good or bad. As a student who's once been the victim of relentless bullying from my peers and a child from a domestic violence household, I faced unique challenges. With the absence of a father to guide me, I experienced difficulties fitting in, both socially and academically, but I persevered with the support of mentors and my self-determination. For example, my Cass Tech lacrosse coach, Liam Mcllroy, whom I have known since the summer following my first year of high school, has seen me grow from a somewhat shy and awkward first-year student to the man I am becoming today. Before I started playing lacrosse in 2019, I had never heard of or seen the sport. Still, after trying out the sport for a while, I fell in love with the centuries-old game created by Native Americans. "Coach Mac" who started the same time I entered high school, had the freedom to establish any program he wanted. Still, his goal for our team has always been for us to improve every day, as told by our team motto, "day by day," create a sense of brotherhood, learn the game of lacrosse, and, above everything else, simply have a good time on the field. This nurturing but tough environment allowed my team and I to earn a spot in our league's championship playoff game as a program established only two years prior. Walking on the field for our championship game, many thoughts rushed through my head. Before getting into my position on the field, I immediately thought about how far we've come. Here we are, a bunch of black kids from the city who just started playing lacrosse, a sport usually associated with the white and wealthy, contending for our league's title. Since 2019, both the program and who I am have grown substantially. I have built self-confidence on the field, and I have learned to become a leader. Though I am at the beginning of my journey as a future leader, I still do all I can to help those who need it. I believe that if someone has the ability to help someone, they owe themselves in service to others. Whether assisting students in practicing their Chinese or leading by example on the lacrosse field, I am always trying to make an impact. As I grow in maturity, skill, and understanding, I want to continue giving back. My destiny is mine to mold into whatever I choose as a man of service, with the background of strength and resilience that provides me with the grit to do so.

Coming from a single-parent household headed by my mother, life hasn’t always been financially easy for my family and I. At an early age, I witnessed my mother become the victim of verbal and physical at the hand of my father. My mother understood that growing up in an unsafe environment would negatively affect my well-being and development. When I was four years old, my mother obtained a court protection order and divorced my father. My mother, younger sister, and I left the state of Michigan to escape my father, traveling six hours away to start anew in Central Illinois before moving back to Detroit when I was nine. While we were in Illinois, we didn’t know anyone nor have any friends or family to help us construct a stable life for ourselves, but we were together. That togetherness we shared never made the longing of not having a father outweigh the love we shared. My mother had always been there, trying her best to fill two roles. My mother, through her actions, was the first person to teach me about perseverance indirectly. She would labor through overnight shifts to provide food on our plates every night. And without my mother’s unconditional love and support, I don’t know what unsafe situation I would be in with my father. My mother, scared but brave, made the decision that allowed me to be free. Free to find myself as a person in a nurturing environment, free from the horror and long-lasting trauma of domestic violence, and free to grow into anything that I choose to be. For both my mother and myself, I am seeking higher education. My mother has pushed me to become the best version of myself throughout my life, and I figured out the optimal location to cultivate myself academically and direct my life path on one to success is within a college campus. I have something to prove to myself, and I want to make my mother proud. Help from your scholarship organization will help turn my dream for my future into a reality. Hardships don't define who we are, but they may play a part in who we become. One can choose two paths in the face of adversity: crumble in defeat or search within to find the motivation to overcome any obstacle. A new life lesson arises with every challenge, resulting from how you approach the struggle. All the experiences and people I've encountered have shaped me into who I am, whether good or bad.

Hardships don't define who we are, but they may play a part in who we become. One can choose two paths in the face of adversity: crumble in defeat or search within to find the motivation to overcome any obstacle. A new life lesson arises with every challenge, resulting from how you approach the struggle. All the experiences and people I've encountered have shaped me into who I am, whether good or bad. As a student who's once been the victim of relentless bullying from my peers and a child from a domestic violence household, I faced unique challenges. With the absence of a father to guide me, I experienced difficulties fitting in, both socially and academically, but I persevered with the support of mentors and my self-determination. For example, Mr. Woods, my 5th-grade history and mathematics teacher, was my first encounter with black excellence. Before meeting Mr. Woods, every night, local news told me that as an African-American man: I was unable to achieve and succeed; however, Mr. Wood's existence was the key that changed that narrative and opened my eyes. Consistently, Mr. Woods taught my classmates and I in daily repetition to" aspire to go higher!". After speaking that phrase repeatedly and modeling his attitude within my life, I slowly changed. I learned that dedicating myself academically to my studies would open doors of endless opportunities. Mr. Wood's belief in my potential is what set me on the right path, and because of that, I now recognize that every student has boundless potential. Everyone needs someone to fight for their futures and nurture their gifts. The common saying goes, "Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish, and feed him for a lifetime." These are words of wisdom that I strongly agree with. The "rod" of support from your scholarship organization will allow me to pursue higher education and influence the next generation of students like myself who might not have had someone encourage, inspire, or direct them. There are so many ways I can give back, but first, I acknowledge that I must become the best possible version of myself to have the most significant impact on my community. Though I am at the beginning of my journey as a future leader, I still do all I can to help those who need it. I believe that if someone has the ability, education, or experience to help someone, they owe themselves in service to others. Whether assisting students in practicing their Chinese or leading by example on the lacrosse field, I am always trying to make an impact. As I grow in maturity, skill, and understanding, I want to continue giving back. My destiny is mine to mold into whatever I choose as a man of service, with the background of strength and resilience that provides me with the grit to do so

Hardships don't define who we are, but they may play a part in who we become. One can choose two paths in the face of adversity: crumble in defeat or search within to find the motivation to overcome any obstacle. A new life lesson arises with every challenge, resulting from how you approach the struggle. All the experiences and people I've encountered have shaped me into who I am, whether good or bad. As a student who's once been the victim of relentless bullying from my peers and a child from a domestic violence household, I faced unique challenges. With the absence of a father to guide me, I experienced difficulties fitting in, both socially and academically, but I persevered with the support of mentors and my self-determination. For example, Mr. Woods, my 5th-grade history and mathematics teacher, was my first encounter with black excellence. Before meeting Mr. Woods, every night, local news told me that as an African-American man: I was unable to achieve and succeed; however, Mr. Wood's existence was the key that changed that narrative and opened my eyes. Consistently, Mr. Woods taught my classmates and I in daily repetition to" aspire to go higher!". After speaking that phrase repeatedly and modeling his attitude within my life, I slowly changed. I learned that dedicating myself academically to my studies would open doors of endless opportunities. Mr. Wood's belief in my potential is what set me on the right path, and because of that, I now recognize that every student has boundless potential. Everyone needs someone to fight for their futures and nurture their gifts. The common saying goes, "Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish, and feed him for a lifetime." These are words of wisdom that I strongly agree with. The "rod" of support from your scholarship organization will allow me to pursue higher education and influence the next generation of students like myself who might not have had someone encourage, inspire, or direct them. There are so many ways I can give back, but first, I acknowledge that I must become the best possible version of myself to have the most significant impact on my community. Though I am at the beginning of my journey as a future leader, I still do all I can to help those who need it. I believe that if someone has the ability, education, or experience to help someone, they owe themselves in service to others. Whether assisting students in practicing their Chinese or leading by example on the lacrosse field, I am always trying to make an impact. As I grow in maturity, skill, and understanding, I want to continue giving back. My destiny is mine to mold into whatever I choose as a man of service, with the background of strength and resilience that provides me with the grit to do so

As seen on worldwide television following the United State's capital riot of January 6, 2022, it has become widely understood that many people in the United States are becoming more and more divided due to political polarization. This is notable because people are more frequently reluctant to work with others from opposing points of view. As stated by the 16th president of the United States of America, Abraham Lincoln: "A house divided against itself cannot stand." The current situation in the States is frighteningly similar to Lincoln's situation. Specifically, the people who identify as either Democrats or Republicans agree with beliefs and ideas that are seemingly complete opposites. If Americans continue on this current road of hate and mistrust, we can potentially destroy each other. I don't blame the people for the large division. Influential groups are prying open formerly small crevices and amplifying them. Some in power are not seeking to unite the people but further separate them. They strategically manipulate individuals through multiple forms of persuasions that appeal to one's emotions in order to sway said individuals in favor of their own views and agendas. These powerful groups change commonly alter the truth to benefit themselves. Their corruptive abuse of power can leave a lasting scar on this country and hinder the advancement of this nation. I believe as citizens we need to unite. We are much stronger together as we are apart. The future of this country is sadly uncertain, but if efforts are made to heal this broken country, we can most definitely get back on track. Altogether people want the same things in life: a future for their children through education, human rights, safe communities, etc. The future adults create today is the one we have to live in. We refuse to wait and fix this country when our turn is up, so I and others of my generation will fight to create a perfect union now. This is our planet, our nation, and our community, and we have a duty as citizens of this country to establish inner peace and make life livable for all citizens. We refuse to let hate consume us. We will not let anyone skew our perspectives in their favor because we will think for ourselves. We understand that the many actions taken today will result in the world's collective future. Every day the people of the country should work to create a better future for themselves, their children, their children's children, and many generations to come. We must use our voices to create harmony. I must use my voice because I recognize it is humanity's most significant asset: the ability to communicate civilly and come together to solve problems, make compromises, and co-exist.

Hardships don't define who we are, but they may play a part in who we become. One can choose two paths in the face of adversity: crumble in defeat or search within to find the motivation to overcome any obstacle. A new life lesson arises with every challenge, resulting from how you approach the struggle. All the experiences and people I've encountered have shaped me into who I am, whether good or bad. As a student who's once been the victim of relentless bullying from my peers and a child from a domestic violence household, I faced unique challenges. With the absence of a father to guide me, I experienced difficulties fitting in, both socially and academically, but I persevered with the support of mentors and my self-determination. For example, Mr. Woods, my 5th-grade history and mathematics teacher, was my first encounter with black excellence. Before meeting Mr. Woods, every night, local news told me that as an African-American man: I was unable to achieve and succeed; however, Mr. Wood's existence was the key that changed that narrative and opened my eyes. Consistently, Mr. Woods taught my classmates and I in daily repetition to" aspire to go higher!". After speaking that phrase repeatedly and modeling his attitude within my life, I slowly changed. I learned that dedicating myself academically to my studies would open doors of endless opportunities. Mr. Wood's belief in my potential is what set me on the right path, and because of that, I now recognize that every student has boundless potential. Everyone needs someone to fight for their futures and nurture their gifts. The common saying goes, "Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish, and feed him for a lifetime." These are words of wisdom that I strongly agree with. The "rod" of support from your scholarship organization will allow me to pursue higher education and influence the next generation of students like myself who might not have had someone encourage, inspire, or direct them. There are so many ways I can give back, but first, I acknowledge that I must become the best possible version of myself to have the most significant impact on my community. Though I am at the beginning of my journey as a future leader, I still do all I can to help those who need it. I believe that if someone has the ability, education, or experience to help someone, they owe themselves in service to others. Whether assisting students in practicing their Chinese or leading by example on the lacrosse field, I am always trying to make an impact. As I grow in maturity, skill, and understanding, I want to continue giving back. My destiny is mine to mold into whatever I choose as a man of service, with the background of strength and resilience that provides me with the grit to do so.

From the cave drawings of the earliest humans to graffiti walls of abandoned buildings, many forms of art have been utilized as expression. The arts have been tied together throughout our history as we we adopt our social circles' and form of expression of art during both early development and adolescence. The first drawings were hunting and gathering, prominent for early human survival. Today those early drawings can be found primarily in Spain and France, and scientists believe they dated 65,000 years ago. When the animals migrated, the humans migrated along with them. Though it is still debated today, many can infer that the early humans dedicated their art to their prey and other animals as a form of appreciation and depiction of their way of life. Not only were depictions of animals found on the cave walls in France and Spain, but also symbols. Scientists who study the wall believe it was the earliest form of communication system used by prehistoric artists. The artist of their time drew symbols as a form of storytelling, as so does art today. Colloquialisms, graffiti, and music have roots that date back to slavery. However, since my ancestors couldn't bring their culture across the sea, they envisioned and created artistic traditions. These influences are present in the way I express myself through my art. The innate desire for expression is within every person. I express myself just as easily with visual art as with speech. My art style constantly evolves as I learn new techniques and master new mediums. The mastery of art is a lifelong endeavor. I have learned to appreciate the journey and the thrill of practicing. I want to use my artistic abilities to give back to my community and inspire others.

There have been other leaders who have poured into me as well. For example, my lacrosse coach, Liam Mcllroy, whom I have known since the summer following my freshman year. “Coach Mac” has always been there to see me grow throughout my high school journey. As a new coach who started the same time I entered high school, he had the freedom to establish any type of program he wanted, but his goal for our team has always been for us to improve day by day, create a sense of brotherhood, learn the game of lacrosse, and truly have a good time on the field. This environment allowed my team and I to earn a spot in my state’s championship playoff games as a team as a new team, with only one prior year of experience. Personally, the biggest takeaways from my lacrosse involvement have been to be a leader for those who need me, giving everything I do my best effort, and how to be a team player. I am appreciative that I have had such people present in my life. I believe that every student has boundless potential, but they need someone to believe in them and fight for their futures. “Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish, and you feed him for a lifetime.” These are words of wisdom that I firmly believe in. The rod that is a college education from a prestigious school will give me the ability to influence the next generation of students like myself who might not have had someone encourage, inspire, or direct them. There are so many ways anyone can give back, but first, I acknowledge that I must become the best possible version of myself, and college is a pathway to that end. Thank you for your consideration.

Coming from a single-parent household headed by my mother, Lauren Catherine Rivers, life hasn’t always been easy for my family and I. At an early age, I saw my mother being verbally and physically abused by my father. My mother understood that growing up in an unsafe environment would negatively affect my well-being and development. When I was four years old my mother obtained a court protection order and divorced my father. My mother, younger sister, and I left the state of Michigan traveling six hours away, to start anew in Central Illinois. In Illinois, we didn’t know anyone, nor have any friends or family to help us construct a stable life for ourselves. I remember living in a small apartment, with no bed or table and the three of us sleeping on a small air mattress situated directly on the floor, -but, we were together. My mother, scared but brave, made the decision that allowed me to be free. Free to find me as a person in a nurturing environment, free from the horror and long-lasting trauma of domestic violence, and free to grow into anything that I choose to be. All the experiences and people I’ve encountered, whether good or bad, have shaped me into who I am. Mr. Woods, my 5th-grade history and mathematics teacher, was my first encounter with black excellence. Before meeting Mr. Woods, every night, the television and world news told me that as an African-American man: I was unable to achieve and succeed; however, Mr. Wood’s existence was the key that changed that narrative and opened my eyes. Consistently, Mr. Woods taught my classmates and I in daily repetition to” aspire to go higher!”. After saying that phrase over and over, and modeling his attitude with life, I learned that dedicating myself academically would open doors of endless opportunities. It was him who inspired me to put more effort into studying, take advantage of opportunities, and go higher than I dared to imagine, and that goes to show that he one hundred percent believed in our futures. There have been other leaders who have poured into me as well. For example, my lacrosse coach, Liam Mcllroy, whom I have known since the summer following my freshman year. “Coach Mac” has always been there to see me grow throughout my high school journey. As a new coach who started the same time I entered high school, he had the freedom to establish any type of program he wanted, but his goal for our team has always been for us to improve day by day, create a sense of brotherhood, learn the game of lacrosse, and truly have a good time on the field. This environment allowed my team and I to earn a spot in my state’s championship playoff games as a team as a new team, with only one prior year of experience. I am appreciative that I have had such people present in my life. I believe that every student has boundless potential, but they need someone to believe in them and fight for their futures. “Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish, and you feed him for a lifetime.” These are words of wisdom that I firmly believe in. The rod that is a college education from a prestigious school will give me the ability to influence the next generation of students like myself who might not have had someone encourage, inspire, or direct them.

Heroes' Alliance, based in Detroit, Michigan, is an afterschool group that I have participated in since the start of my ninth-grade year of high school. The focus of H.A. is to offer the youth of Detroit a doorway to the science, technology, engineering, and mathematics fields. There are so many reasons why I enjoy attending my weekly classes, but I mainly appreciate the sense of community present. We have to create a solar-electric vehicle from scratch for the yearly Solar Car Competition races in Texas as a group. We only have a year to work, so the groups have to work cohesively in their units and as a larger group to meet deadlines. The entire team is divided into four sub-groups that focus on creating solar car and preparing for the summer competition. The groups are project management, welding, mechatronics, and C.A.D. ( Computer-Aided Design). The jobs are incredibly time-consuming, but talking to each other and bouncing fun ideas off each other is often very enjoyable. We have established strong bonds, Heroes Alliance has become somewhat of a second family to me because we’re so close. Like I stated before, everyone’s role in the team is significant. We are growing in our understanding of S.T.E.A.M, growing as individuals, and growing as a team. I have learned so much socially and academically since I started as a young freshman. I have finally become a part of something bigger than myself; we all rely on each other. In my long-term career, I can see myself working amongst other hungry minds similar to the minds I have encountered at Heroes Alliance. To this day, I am appreciative that I have had such people present in my life. I believe that every student has boundless potential, but they need someone to believe in them and fight for their futures. “Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish, and you feed him for a lifetime.” These are words of wisdom that I firmly believe. The rod that is a college education from an engineering school that will allow me to influence the next generation of students like myself who might not have had someone encourage, inspire, or direct them. There are so many ways anyone can give back, and there are so many ways I wish to give back. It is rare for students from my background to be exposed and have this type of immersion with S.T.E.M. From a recent Statistic, only about seven percent of black students graduated with degrees in S.T.E.M fields in 2018! This is due to the lack of opportunities for students like me throughout history. With the inequalities present in American schooling, many students from my demographic haven’t had the same experience using science and math, thus why many don’t choose the S.T.E.M. route. However, I strongly believe representation in this field is important. Diverse people offer diverse perspectives to the workplace. The beauty of science and math should be explored and appreciated by everyone. In order to create more diverse S.T.E.M. workplaces, work must be done in the classrooms, and I want to be a part of that change. I believe that everyone owes something to their parents and the communities in which they have grown. Once I graduate from high school and college, I want to purchase property and dedicate them to disadvantaged communities in the “D”. These buildings can be transformed into recreation centers for people, community gardens, and possibly a S.T.E.A.M program similar to Heroes' Alliance

Heroes' Alliance, based in Detroit, Michigan, is an afterschool group that I have participated in since the start of my ninth-grade year of high school. The focus of H.A. is to offer the youth of Detroit a doorway to the science, technology, engineering, and mathematics fields. There are so many reasons why I enjoy attending my weekly classes, but I mainly appreciate the sense of community present. We have to create a solar-electric vehicle from scratch for the yearly Solar Car Competition races in Texas as a group. We only have a year to work, so the groups have to work cohesively in their units and as a larger group to meet deadlines. The entire team is divided into four sub-groups that focus on creating solar car and preparing for the summer competition. The groups are project management, welding, mechatronics, and C.A.D. ( Computer-Aided Design). The jobs are incredibly time-consuming, but talking to each other and bouncing fun ideas off each other is often very enjoyable. We have established strong bonds, Heroes Alliance has become somewhat of a second family to me because we’re so close. Like I stated before, everyone’s role in the team is significant. We are growing in our understanding of S.T.E.A.M, growing as individuals, and growing as a team. I have learned so much socially and academically since I started as a young freshman. I have finally become a part of something bigger than myself; we all rely on each other. In my long-term career, I can see myself working amongst other hungry minds similar to the minds I have encountered at Heroes Alliance. To this day, I am appreciative that I have had such people present in my life. I believe that every student has boundless potential, but they need someone to believe in them and fight for their futures. “Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish, and you feed him for a lifetime.” These are words of wisdom that I firmly believe. The rod that is a college education from an engineering school that will allow me to influence the next generation of students like myself who might not have had someone encourage, inspire, or direct them. There are so many ways anyone can give back, and there are so many ways I wish to give back. It is rare for students from my background to be exposed and have this type of immersion with S.T.E.M. From a recent Statistic, only about seven percent of black students graduated with degrees in S.T.E.M fields in 2018! This is due to the lack of opportunities for students like me throughout history. With the inequalities present in American schooling, many students from my demographic haven’t had the same experience using science and math, thus why many don’t choose the S.T.E.M. route. However, I strongly believe representation in this field is important. Diverse people offer diverse perspectives to the workplace. The beauty of science and math should be explored and appreciated by everyone. In order to create more diverse S.T.E.M. workplaces, work must be done in the classrooms, and I want to be a part of that change. I believe that everyone owes something to their parents and the communities in which they have grown. Once I graduate from high school and college, I want to purchase property and dedicate them to disadvantaged communities in the “D”. These buildings can be transformed into recreation centers for people, community gardens, and possibly a S.T.E.A.M program similar to Heroes' Alliance

Hardships do not define who we are, but they play a part in whom we become. Similar to diamonds formed under pressure, there I stood, eager in my freshly ironed white shirt, school uniform, and protocol tie, daunted by the fear of the unknown as I walked into my new school. Today, I stand physically and emotionally solid; though, I easily recall the awkward, skinny version of myself. My adverse childhood could have derailed me from a successful future, but God didn't allow my journey to succumb to such fate. I refused to be shaped by my past. Instead, I use my past experiences as fuel to become better every day. I have learned empathy, determination, and perseverance through my struggles. As a child from a domestic violence household, I moved frequently. I experienced challenges fitting in, both socially and academically. I was transitioning from a rural upbringing in Central Illinois to fast-paced Detroit. I did not have the street wits in common with the small group of other inner-city kids that also attended. While I have grown significantly both physically and socially since these times, I will never forget the humiliation and isolation as part of my schooling experience. As I entered high school, I was the subject of bullying by all-male upper-level students. I remember feeling so helpless, particularly when a student clenched my shirt with his fist and threatened to punch me. As a foreigner to this environment, I emotionally and socially bottled up my reactions. I laughed off the constant jabs to my pride, hoping to have avoided signs of weakness. Toxic environments breed viruses of insecurities and anxiety, and as a result, I purposely removed myself from the lunchroom, common hallways, and most social activities. I lacked the swagger, the academics, the legacy of my peers, though I persisted and eventually learned not to let exterior situations weigh me down. As the first year passed, and through programs such as Big Brother, Big Sister, and school mentors, I began to remember who I was. I made a constant effort to break free of the limits forced on me by my former tormentors, and every day I tugged at the mental chains harder and harder until I broke free. Academically, I worked tirelessly and dedicated my free time to my studies and sports. My high grades, "First Honors," and overall achievements became the side product of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge and success. I forced myself out of my comfort zone by talking to new people daily. I welcomed their perspectives which helped me to enrich my own. Challenging negativity, learning to ignore it, meeting people, and finding shared commonality has shown me my inner strength. Perhaps my dialect was different, or my family's car was old - but the core of who I am "is" morally good and likable. I passionately believe that kindness, as a reverse, can breed positivity! I choose to approach the "forgotten" and spark conversation. When I see someone sitting alone or handing a care package to the homeless, I understand that their story has unspoken volumes. The experiences I have had, have taught me the importance of connecting in everyday life and when working with teams and collaborations in general. Many students are facing internal challenges that often go unnoticed. It is hard finding the strength to break emotional or mental bonds, but it is possible. In the words of James Casey, "determined people make conditions- They do not allow themselves to be victims of them." For those unable to fight, I am committed to being there.

Hardships do not define who we are, but they play a part in whom we become. Similar to diamonds formed under pressure, there I stood, eager in my freshly ironed white shirt, school uniform, and protocol tie, daunted by the fear of the unknown as I walked into my new school. Today, I stand physically and emotionally solid; though, I easily recall the awkward, skinny version of myself. My adverse childhood could have derailed me from a successful future, but God didn't allow my journey to succumb to such fate. I refused to be shaped by my past. Instead, I use my past experiences as fuel to become better every day. I have learned empathy, determination, and perseverance through my struggles. As a child from a domestic violence household, I moved frequently. I experienced challenges fitting in, both socially and academically. I was transitioning from a rural upbringing in Central Illinois to fast-paced Detroit. I did not know how to adapt to my new culture because of my sheltered upbringing. Then the move to an all-male Parochial junior high school was even more of a challenge. There, I lacked "the money," "the legacy," and "the male parent figure" in common with the majority of my classmates. Neither did I have the street wits in common with the small group of other inner-city kids that also attended. While I have grown significantly both physically and socially since these times, I will never forget the humiliation and isolation as part of my schooling experience. As I entered high school, I was the subject of bullying by all-male upper-level students. I remember feeling so helpless, particularly when a student clenched my shirt with his fist and threatened to punch me. As a foreigner to this environment, I emotionally and socially bottled up my reactions. I laughed off the constant jabs to my pride, hoping to have avoided signs of weakness. Toxic environments breed viruses of insecurities and anxiety, and as a result, I purposely removed myself from the lunchroom, common hallways, and most social activities. I lacked the swagger, the academics, the legacy of my peers, though I persisted and eventually learned not to let exterior situations weigh me down. As the first year passed, and through programs such as Big Brother, Big Sister, and school mentors, I began to remember who I was. I made a constant effort to break free of the limits forced on me by my former tormentors, and every day I tugged at the mental chains harder and harder until I broke free. Academically, I worked tirelessly and dedicated my free time to my studies and sports. My high grades, "First Honors," and overall achievements became the side product of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge and success. I forced myself out of my comfort zone by talking to new people daily. I welcomed their perspectives which helped me to enrich my own. Challenging negativity, learning to ignore it, meeting people, and finding shared commonality has shown me my inner strength. Perhaps my dialect was different, or my family's car was old - but the core of who I am "is" morally good and likable. I passionately believe that kindness, as a reverse, can breed positivity! I choose to approach the "forgotten" and spark conversation. When I see someone sitting alone or handing a care package to the homeless, I understand that their story has unspoken volumes. The experiences I have had, have taught me the importance of connecting in everyday life and when working with teams and collaborations in general. Many students are facing internal challenges that often go unnoticed. It is hard finding the strength to break emotional or mental bonds, but it is possible. In the words of James Casey, "determined people make conditions- They do not allow themselves to be victims of them." For those unable to fight, I am committed to being there.

The arts have always been a large part of my life. However, art isn't only significant to me, but it's the way we human beings have expressed ourselves throughout history! Ever since I was a young child, I have been fascinated with art, and I would devote time to mastering the craft of creative creation. As a young child, I spent most of my time drawing, and my mother saved countless papers of drawings as proof. I believe art is a true reflection of concepts, cultures, and people known throughout human history. From the cave drawings of the earliest humans to graffiti on the walls of abandoned buildings in urban environments, both forms of art have been utilized as forms of human expression The first drawings were created when hunting and gathering were prominent for early human survival. Today those early drawings can be found primarily in Spain and France, and scientists believe they dated 65,000 years ago. Everything these humans needed for survival came from the animals. When the animals migrated, the humans migrated along with them. Though it is still debated today, many can infer that the early humans dedicated their art to their prey and other animals as a form of appreciation and a historical depiction of their way of life. Not only were depictions of animals found on the cave walls in France and Spain, but also symbols. Scientists who study the wall believe it was the earliest form of a unified communication system used by prehistoric artists. The artist of their time drew symbols as a form of expression and storytelling, so does my community today. As a member of the black community, colloquialisms, graffiti, and afro music have roots that date back to American slavery. As a descendant of enslaved people, my ancestral history can be considered "hard" to talk about, but I am proud to embrace it. Being that our authentic cultures were lost, I don't know what my deepest roots genuinely are. However, since my ancestors couldn't bring their culture across the sea, they envisioned and created traditions still relevant to black culture today. Our lack of an inherited culture was also advantageous in the roaring '20s during the Harlem Renaissance, when black creativity was celebrated and exploded in new forms of art, dance, music, and fashion. Black culture has also played a role beyond art into science, math, and architecture. In the absence of long-standing traditions, we have come so far creating an ever-evolving one. Even though black culture can not be fit easily in one box, there is beauty in its uniqueness, and this unique community I am a part of influences me today. These influences are present in the way I express myself through my art. The innate desire for expression is within every person, and I express myself just as easily with visual art as with speech. During hard times in my life, I use my art to express what I couldn't in words. As I have been battling on and off depression in the past, art has always been there for me, and that is why I spend time developing my style. My art style constantly evolves as I learn new techniques and master new mediums. I have realized that mastery of art is a lifelong endeavor, along with any study. That is why I have learned to appreciate the journey and the thrill of practicing and studying something until you get it. In the future, I want to use my artistic abilities to give back to my community and inspire other creative minds.

Hardships do not define who we are, but they play a part in whom we become. Similar to diamonds formed under pressure, there I stood, eager in my freshly ironed white shirt, school uniform, and protocol tie, daunted by the fear of the unknown as I walked into my new school. Today, I stand physically and emotionally solid; though, I easily recall the awkward, skinny version of myself. My adverse childhood could have derailed me from a successful future, but God didn't allow my journey to succumb to such fate. I refused to be shaped by my past. Instead, I use my past experiences as fuel to become better every day. I have learned empathy, determination, and perseverance through my struggles. As a child from a domestic violence household, I moved frequently. I experienced challenges fitting in, both socially and academically. I was transitioning from a rural upbringing in Central Illinois to fast-paced Detroit. I did not have the street wits in common with the small group of other inner-city kids that also attended. While I have grown significantly both physically and socially since these times, I will never forget the humiliation and isolation as part of my schooling experience. As I entered high school, I was the subject of bullying by all-male upper-level students. I remember feeling so helpless, particularly when a student clenched my shirt with his fist and threatened to punch me. As a foreigner to this environment, I emotionally and socially bottled up my reactions. I laughed off the constant jabs to my pride, hoping to have avoided signs of weakness. Toxic environments breed viruses of insecurities and anxiety, and as a result, I purposely removed myself from the lunchroom, common hallways, and most social activities. I lacked the swagger, the academics, the legacy of my peers, though I persisted and eventually learned not to let exterior situations weigh me down. As the first year passed, and through programs such as Big Brother, Big Sister, and school mentors, I began to remember who I was. I made a constant effort to break free of the limits forced on me by my former tormentors, and every day I tugged at the mental chains harder and harder until I broke free. Academically, I worked tirelessly and dedicated my free time to my studies and sports. My high grades, "First Honors," and overall achievements became the side product of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge and success. I forced myself out of my comfort zone by talking to new people daily. I welcomed their perspectives which helped me to enrich my own. Challenging negativity, learning to ignore it, meeting people, and finding shared commonality has shown me my inner strength. Perhaps my dialect was different, or my family's car was old - but the core of who I am "is" morally good and likable. I passionately believe that kindness, as a reverse, can breed positivity! I choose to approach the "forgotten" and spark conversation. When I see someone sitting alone or handing a care package to the homeless, I understand that their story has unspoken volumes. The experiences I have had, have taught me the importance of connecting in everyday life and when working with teams and collaborations in general. Many students are facing internal challenges that often go unnoticed. It is hard finding the strength to break emotional or mental bonds, but it is possible. In the words of James Casey, "determined people make conditions- They do not allow themselves to be victims of them." For those unable to fight, I am committed to being there.

Hardships do not define who we are, but they play a part in whom we become. Similar to diamonds formed under pressure, there I stood, eager in my freshly ironed white shirt, school uniform, and protocol tie, daunted by the fear of the unknown as I walked into my new school. Today, I stand physically and emotionally solid; though, I easily recall the awkward, skinny version of myself. My adverse childhood could have derailed me from a successful future, but God didn't allow my journey to succumb to such fate. I refused to be shaped by my past. Instead, I use my past experiences as fuel to become better every day. I have learned empathy, determination, and perseverance through my struggles. As a child from a domestic violence household, I moved frequently. I experienced challenges fitting in, both socially and academically. I was transitioning from a rural upbringing in Central Illinois to fast-paced Detroit I did not have the street wits in common with the small group of other inner-city kids that also attended. While I have grown significantly both physically and socially since these times, I will never forget the humiliation and isolation as part of my schooling experience. As I entered high school, I was the subject of bullying by all-male upper-level students. I remember feeling so helpless, particularly when a student clenched my shirt with his fist and threatened to punch me. As a foreigner to this environment, I emotionally and socially bottled up my reactions. I laughed off the constant jabs to my pride, hoping to have avoided signs of weakness. Toxic environments breed viruses of insecurities and anxiety, and as a result, I purposely removed myself from the lunchroom, common hallways, and most social activities. I lacked the swagger, the academics, the legacy of my peers, though I persisted and eventually learned not to let exterior situations weigh me down. As the first year passed, and through programs such as Big Brother, Big Sister, and school mentors, I began to remember who I was. I made a constant effort to break free of the limits forced on me by my former tormentors, and every day I tugged at the mental chains harder and harder until I broke free. Academically, I worked tirelessly and dedicated my free time to my studies and sports. My high grades, "First Honors," and overall achievements became the side product of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge and success. I forced myself out of my comfort zone by talking to new people daily. I welcomed their perspectives which helped me to enrich my own. Challenging negativity, learning to ignore it, meeting people, and finding shared commonality has shown me my inner strength. Perhaps my dialect was different, or my family's car was old - but the core of who I am "is" morally good and likable. I passionately believe that kindness, as a reverse, can breed positivity! I choose to approach the "forgotten" and spark conversation. When I see someone sitting alone or handing a care package to the homeless, I understand that their story has unspoken volumes. The experiences I have had, have taught me the importance of connecting in everyday life and when working with teams and collaborations in general. Many students are facing internal challenges that often go unnoticed. It is hard finding the strength to break emotional or mental bonds, but it is possible. In the words of James Casey, "determined people make conditions- They do not allow themselves to be victims of them." For those unable to fight, I am committed to being there.

Hardships do not define who we are, but they play a part in whom we become. Similar to diamonds formed under pressure, there I stood, eager in my freshly ironed white shirt, school uniform, and protocol tie, daunted by the fear of the unknown as I walked into my new school. Today, I stand physically and emotionally solid; though, I easily recall the awkward, skinny version of myself. My adverse childhood could have derailed me from a successful future, but God didn't allow my journey to succumb to such fate. I refused to be shaped by my past. Instead, I use my past experiences as fuel to become better every day. I have learned empathy, determination, and perseverance through my struggles. As a child from a domestic violence household, I moved frequently. I experienced challenges fitting in, both socially and academically. I was transitioning from a rural upbringing in Central Illinois to fast-paced Detroit. I did not know how to adapt to my new culture because of my sheltered upbringing. Then the move to an all-male Parochial junior high school was even more of a challenge. There, I lacked "the money," "the legacy," and "the male parent figure" in common with the majority of my classmates. Neither did I have the street wits in common with the small group of other inner-city kids that also attended. While I have grown significantly both physically and socially since these times, I will never forget the humiliation and isolation as part of my schooling experience. As I entered high school, I was the subject of bullying by all-male upper-level students. I remember feeling so helpless, particularly when a student clenched my shirt with his fist and threatened to punch me. As a foreigner to this environment, I emotionally and socially bottled up my reactions. I laughed off the constant jabs to my pride, hoping to have avoided signs of weakness. Toxic environments breed viruses of insecurities and anxiety, and as a result, I purposely removed myself from the lunchroom, common hallways, and most social activities. I lacked the swagger, the academics, the legacy of my peers, though I persisted and eventually learned not to let exterior situations weigh me down. As the first year passed, and through programs such as Big Brother, Big Sister, and school mentors, I began to remember who I was. I made a constant effort to break free of the limits forced on me by my former tormentors, and every day I tugged at the mental chains harder and harder until I broke free. Academically, I worked tirelessly and dedicated my free time to my studies and sports. My high grades, "First Honors," and overall achievements became the side product of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge and success. I forced myself out of my comfort zone by talking to new people daily. I welcomed their perspectives which helped me to enrich my own. Challenging negativity, learning to ignore it, meeting people, and finding shared commonality has shown me my inner strength. Perhaps my dialect was different, or my family's car was old - but the core of who I am "is" morally good and likable. I passionately believe that kindness, as a reverse, can breed positivity! I choose to approach the "forgotten" and spark conversation. When I see someone sitting alone or handing a care package to the homeless, I understand that their story has unspoken volumes. The experiences I have had, have taught me the importance of connecting in everyday life and when working with teams and collaborations in general. Many students are facing internal challenges that often go unnoticed. It is hard finding the strength to break emotional or mental bonds, but it is possible. In the words of James Casey, "determined people make conditions- They do not allow themselves to be victims of them." For those unable to fight, I am committed to being there.

Heroes' Alliance, based in Detroit, Michigan, is an afterschool group that I have participated in since the start of my ninth-grade year of high school. The focus of H.A. is to offer the youth of Detroit a doorway to the science, technology, engineering, and mathematics fields. There are so many reasons why I enjoy attending my weekly classes, but I mainly appreciate the sense of community present. We have to create a solar-electric vehicle from scratch for the yearly Solar Car Competition races in Texas as a group. We only have a year to work, so the groups have to work cohesively in their units and as a larger group to meet deadlines. The entire team is divided into four sub-groups that focus on creating solar car and preparing for the summer competition. The groups are project management, welding, mechatronics, and C.A.D. ( Computer-Aided Design). The jobs are incredibly time-consuming, but talking to each other and bouncing fun ideas off each other is often very enjoyable. We have established strong bonds, Heroes Alliance has become somewhat of a second family to me because we’re so close. Like I stated before, everyone’s role in the team is significant. We are growing in our understanding of S.T.E.A.M, growing as individuals, and growing as a team. I have learned so much socially and academically since I started as a young freshman. I have finally become a part of something bigger than myself; we all rely on each other. In my long-term career, I can see myself working amongst other hungry minds similar to the minds I have encountered at Heroes Alliance. To this day, I am appreciative that I have had such people present in my life. I believe that every student has boundless potential, but they need someone to believe in them and fight for their futures. “Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish, and you feed him for a lifetime.” These are words of wisdom that I firmly believe. The rod that is a college education from an engineering school that will allow me to influence the next generation of students like myself who might not have had someone encourage, inspire, or direct them. There are so many ways anyone can give back, and there are so many ways I wish to give back. It is rare for students from my background to be exposed and have this type of immersion with S.T.E.M. From a recent Statistic, only about seven percent of black students graduated with degrees in S.T.E.M fields in 2018! This is due to the lack of opportunities for students like me throughout history. With the inequalities present in American schooling, many students from my demographic haven’t had the same experience using science and math, thus why many don’t choose the S.T.E.M. route. However, I strongly believe representation in this field is important. Diverse people offer diverse perspectives to the workplace. The beauty of science and math should be explored and appreciated by everyone. In order to create more diverse S.T.E.M. workplaces, work must be done in the classrooms, and I want to be a part of that change. I believe that everyone owes something to their parents and the communities in which they have grown. Once I graduate from high school and college, I want to purchase property and dedicate them to disadvantaged communities in the “D”. These buildings can be transformed into recreation centers for people, community gardens, and possibly a S.T.E.A.M program similar to Heroes' Alliance.

Since my youth, I have devoted time to mastering the craft of creative expression through written, scientific and artistic forms. I recognize how both the sciences and arts contribute to the trajectory of humanity. Whether these are discoveries or accomplishments in modern medicine or aeronautics, creative minds are the people who think “out of the box” to make advances in the world. I believe a college education will best prepare me for the diverse needs in the world while nurturing my gifts and passions. Growing up, I have looked up to great minds in both scientific and artistic realms. When it comes to my art, my creative influences are very close to my identity as a black man. As a member of the black community, colloquialisms, graffiti, and afro music have roots that date back to American slavery. As a descendant of enslaved people, my ancestral history can be considered "hard" to talk about, but I am proud to embrace it. Being that our authentic cultures were lost, I don't know what my deepest roots genuinely are. However, since my ancestors couldn't bring their culture across the sea, they envisioned and created traditions still relevant to black culture today. Our lack of an inherited culture was also advantageous in the roaring '20s during the Harlem Renaissance, when black creativity was celebrated and exploded in new forms of art, dance, music, and fashion. Black culture has also played a role beyond art into science, math, and architecture. In the absence of long-standing traditions, we have come so far creating an ever-evolving one. Even though black culture can not be fit easily in one box, there is beauty in its uniqueness, and this unique community I am a part of influences me today. These influences are present in the way I express myself through my art and my passion for science. I am aware that human sciences, culture, and the arts have been intertwined throughout history. In Africa, tribal warriors wore tattoos to represent their individualism and tribes, which is their expression. In Latin America, dresses are constructed using a distinct sewing pattern, and the examples can go on and on. Visual art was the first method in which I learned to express myself, but my curiosity didn’t stop at the arts. In high school, I found a S.T.E.A.M afterschool program, Heroes’ Alliance. The focus of H.A. is to offer the youth of Detroit a doorway to the science, technology, engineering, and mathematics fields. There are so many reasons why I enjoy attending my weekly classes, but I mainly appreciate the sense of community present. We have to create a solar-electric vehicle from scratch for the yearly Solar Car Competition races in Texas as a group. We only have a year to work, so the groups have to work cohesively in their units and as a larger group to meet deadlines. The entire team is divided into four sub-groups that focus on creating solar car and preparing for the summer competition. The groups are project management, welding, mechatronics, and C.A.D. ( Computer-Aided Design). The jobs are incredibly time-consuming, but talking to each other and bouncing fun ideas off each other is often very enjoyable. We have established strong bonds, Heroes Alliance has become somewhat of a second family to me because we’re so close. Like I stated before, everyone’s role in the team is significant. We are growing in our understanding of S.T.E.A.M, growing as individuals, and growing as a team. I have learned so much socially and academically since I started as a young freshman. I have finally become a part of something bigger than myself; we all rely on each other. In my long-term career, I can see myself working amongst other hungry minds similar to the minds I have encountered at Heroes Alliance. To this day, I am appreciative that I have had such people present in my life. I believe that every student has boundless potential, but they need someone to believe in them and fight for their futures. “Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish, and you feed him for a lifetime.” These are words of wisdom that I firmly believe. The rod that is money that will help me attend a good school will allow me to influence the next generation of students in both the arts and sciences like myself who might not have had someone encourage, inspire, and direct them.

Heroes' Alliance, based in Detroit, Michigan, is an afterschool group that I have participated in since the start of my ninth-grade year of high school. The focus of H.A. is to offer the youth of Detroit a doorway to the science, technology, engineering, and mathematics fields. There are so many reasons why I enjoy attending my weekly classes, but I mainly appreciate the sense of community present. We have to create a solar-electric vehicle from scratch for the yearly Solar Car Competition races in Texas as a group. We only have a year to work, so the groups have to work cohesively in their units and as a larger group to meet deadlines. The entire team is divided into four sub-groups that focus on creating solar car and preparing for the summer competition. The groups are project management, welding, mechatronics, and C.A.D. ( Computer-Aided Design). The jobs are incredibly time-consuming, but talking to each other and bouncing fun ideas off each other is often very enjoyable. We have established strong bonds, Heroes Alliance has become somewhat of a second family to me because we’re so close. Like I stated before, everyone’s role in the team is significant. We are growing in our understanding of S.T.E.A.M, growing as individuals, and growing as a team. I have learned so much socially and academically since I started as a young freshman. I have finally become a part of something bigger than myself; we all rely on each other. In my long-term career, I can see myself working amongst other hungry minds similar to the minds I have encountered at Heroes Alliance. To this day, I am appreciative that I have had such people present in my life. I believe that every student has boundless potential, but they need someone to believe in them and fight for their futures. “Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish, and you feed him for a lifetime.” These are words of wisdom that I firmly believe. The rod that is the money to pursue higher education from a good school will allow me to influence the next generation of students like myself who might not have had someone encourage, inspire, or direct them. There are so many ways anyone can give back, and there are so many ways I wish to give back. I have always enjoyed giving back to my community. I remember for a school-wide, annual Christmas project, each class would donate food and presents for families in Detroit who couldn’t afford to give their children a Christmas. For my 7th and 9th grade years, I was chosen by my class to deliver the presents. I can still vividly picture the joy on the mother’s face when she saw the presents we gathered for her children. Her smile truly warmed my heart. Giving to those who need it gave me an indescribable warm feeling. Detroit Michigan is the place of my birth, and I owe a debt to both my city and state community. I believe that everyone owes something to their parents and the communities in which they were raised. Once I graduate from high school and college, I want to purchase property and dedicate them to disadvantaged communities in the “D”. These buildings can be transformed into recreation centers for people, community gardens, and possibly a S.T.E.A.M program similar to Heroes' Alliance.

The arts have always been a large part of my life. Ever since I was a young child, I have been fascinated with art, and I would devote time to mastering the craft of creative creation. I believe art is a true reflection of concepts, cultures, and people. From the cave drawings of the earliest humans to graffiti on the walls of abandoned buildings in urban environments, both forms of art have been utilized as forms of human expression. As a member of the black community, colloquialisms, graffiti, and afro music have roots that date back to American slavery. As a descendant of enslaved people, knowledge of my specific cultural history was lost at sea. Our lack of an inherited culture was also advantageous in the roaring '20s during the Harlem Renaissance, when black creativity was celebrated and exploded in new forms of art, dance, music, and fashion. In the absence of long-standing traditions, we have come so far creating an ever-evolving one. Even though black culture can not be fit easily in one box, there is beauty in its uniqueness, and this unique community I am a part of influences me today. These influences are present in the way I express myself through my art. The innate desire for expression is within every person, and I express myself just as easily with visual art as with speech. My art style constantly evolves as I learn new techniques and master new mediums. I have realized that mastery of art is a lifelong endeavor, along with any study. That is why I have learned to appreciate the journey of learning not only in life but in life as well. In the future, I want to use my artistic abilities to give back to my community and inspire other creative minds

The arts have always been a large part of my life. However, art isn't only significant to me, but it's the way we human beings have expressed ourselves throughout history! Ever since I was a young child, I have been fascinated with art, and I would devote time to mastering the craft of creative creation. As a young child, I spent most of my time drawing, and my mother saved countless papers of drawings as proof. I believe art is a true reflection of concepts, cultures, and people known throughout human history. From the cave drawings of the earliest humans to graffiti on the walls of abandoned buildings in urban environments, both forms of art have been utilized as forms of expression. The arts have been tied together throughout our history as a species because we adopt our social circles' form of expression of art during both early development and adolescence. The first drawings were created when hunting and gathering were prominent for early human survival. Today those early drawings can be found primarily in Spain and France, and scientists believe they dated 65,000 years ago. Everything these humans needed for survival came from the animals. When the animals migrated, the humans migrated along with them. Though it is still debated today, many can infer that the early humans dedicated their art to their prey and other animals as a form of appreciation and a historical depiction of their way of life. Not only were depictions of animals found on the cave walls in France and Spain, but also symbols. Scientists who study the wall believe it was the earliest form of a unified communication system used by prehistoric artists. The artist of their time drew symbols as a form of expression and storytelling, so does my community today. As a member of the black community, colloquialisms, graffiti, and afro music have roots that date back to American slavery. As a descendant of enslaved people, my ancestral history can be considered "hard" to talk about, but I am proud to embrace it. Being that our authentic cultures were lost, I don't know what my deepest roots genuinely are. However, since my ancestors couldn't bring their culture across the sea, they envisioned and created traditions still relevant to black culture today. Our lack of an inherited culture was also advantageous in the roaring '20s during the Harlem Renaissance, when black creativity was celebrated and exploded in new forms of art, dance, music, and fashion. Black culture has also played a role beyond art into science, math, and architecture. In the absence of long-standing traditions, we have come so far creating an ever-evolving one. Even though black culture can not be fit easily in one box, there is beauty in its uniqueness, and this unique community I am a part of influences me today. These influences are present in the way I express myself through my art. The innate desire for expression is within every person, and I express myself just as easily with visual art as with speech. My art style constantly evolves as I learn new techniques and master new mediums. I have realized that mastery of art is a lifelong endeavor, along with any study. That is why I have learned to appreciate the journey and the thrill of practicing and studying something until you get it.

The arts have always been a large part of my life. However, art isn't only significant to me, but it's the way we human beings have expressed ourselves throughout history! Ever since I was a young child, I have been fascinated with art, and I would devote time to mastering the craft of creative creation. As a young child, I spent most of my time drawing, and my mother saved countless papers of drawings as proof. I believe art is a true reflection of concepts, cultures, and people known throughout human history. From the cave drawings of the earliest humans to graffiti on the walls of abandoned buildings in urban environments, both forms of art have been utilized as forms of expression. The arts have been tied together throughout our history as a species because we adopt our social circles' form of expression of art during both early development and adolescence. The first drawings were created when hunting and gathering were prominent for early human survival. Today those early drawings can be found primarily in Spain and France, and scientists believe they dated 65,000 years ago. Everything these humans needed for survival came from the animals. When the animals migrated, the humans migrated along with them. Though it is still debated today, many can infer that the early humans dedicated their art to their prey and other animals as a form of appreciation and a historical depiction of their way of life. Not only were depictions of animals found on the cave walls in France and Spain, but also symbols. Scientists who study the wall believe it was the earliest form of a unified communication system used by prehistoric artists. The artist of their time drew symbols as a form of expression and storytelling, so does my community today. As a member of the black community, colloquialisms, graffiti, and afro music have roots that date back to American slavery. As a descendant of enslaved people, my ancestral history can be considered "hard" to talk about, but I am proud to embrace it. Being that our authentic cultures were lost, I don't know what my deepest roots genuinely are. However, since my ancestors couldn't bring their culture across the sea, they envisioned and created traditions still relevant to black culture today. Our lack of an inherited culture was also advantageous in the roaring '20s during the Harlem Renaissance, when black creativity was celebrated and exploded in new forms of art, dance, music, and fashion. Black culture has also played a role beyond art into science, math, and architecture. In the absence of long-standing traditions, we have come so far creating an ever-evolving one. Even though black culture can not be fit easily in one box, there is beauty in its uniqueness, and this unique community I am a part of influences me today. These influences are present in the way I express myself through my art. The innate desire for expression is within every person, and I express myself just as easily with visual art as with speech. My art style constantly evolves as I learn new techniques and master new mediums. I have realized that mastery of art is a lifelong endeavor, along with any study. That is why I have learned to appreciate the journey and the thrill of practicing and studying something until you get it.

Heroes Alliance is an afterschool group that I have been participating with since the start of my ninth-grade year of high school. Heroes Alliance is a S.T.E.M program based in Detroit Michigan. Since I was a young child, engineering and design have always attracted me. I learn the fundamentals or something, and then once I master it, I use my creativity to make innovations. Last I participated in improving a solar-electric vehicle for the Texas Solar Car Competition. I was responsible for designing and building a solar charging station for our racing batteries. As our urban Detroit-based team came in 3rd place, our goal was to achieve as many laps as possible on the Texas Motor Speedway. The winning strategy was in having our station that was easily adjustable so that the panels could get direct sunlight. My group adopted my idea for a solar panel rotating on a bar. I based my concept on a project that I completed in years past, but I tweaked my concept further to apply to our race. I looked at ways to motorize the bar to adjust the panels remotely and save time. Along with my fellow teammates who improved our solar car, we also developed all aspects of the competition, including marketing, project management, ordering, mechatronics, and welding. As a team, each position played a pivotal role in bringing home our first trophy. The focus of HA is to offer the youth of the Motor City a doorway to the science, technology, engineering, and mathematics fields. A student typically joins their 10th-grade year and stays and graduates. Once a student graduates their high school, they don’t leave the program, but they continue to counsel and teach the next generation of minds by becoming mentors. There are so many reasons why I enjoy attending my weekly Heroes Alliances classes, but I mainly appreciate the sense of community present. As a group, we have to create a solar-electric vehicle from scratch for the yearly Solar Car Competition races in Texas. We only have a year to work, so to meet deadlines the groups have to work cohesively in their units and as a larger group. The entire team is broken into 4 groups that focus on particular areas of solar car creation and the competition in the summer. The groups are project management, welding, mechatronics, and my group, C.A.D ( Computer-Aided Design). Students are allowed to switch groups every year, but many stay in one to completely master the chosen skill. The role of the C.A.D team and every team is extremely crucial. My groupmates and I work on designing parts for the car and the solar charging station, which charges the batteries for the car. All the designs must be efficient, effective in completing tasks, and affordable. We have to be able to collaborate to work efficiently. The job is as structured and as stressful as I make it seem, but talking to each other and bouncing fun ideas off each other is often very enjoyable. Through working together we have established strong bonds, Heroes Alliance has become somewhat of a second family to me because we’re so close. Like I stated before, everyone’s role in the team is significant. We are all growing in our understanding in our areas of S.T.E.M, growing as individuals, and growing as a team. I look forward to every Tuesday and Thursday after school when I have my classes. I have learned so much socially and academically since I started as a young freshman. I have finally become a part of something bigger than myself impacting change.

Hardships do not define who we are, but they play a part in whom we become. Similar to diamonds formed under pressure, there I stood, eager in my freshly ironed white shirt, school uniform, and protocol tie, daunted by the fear of the unknown as I walked into my new school. Today, I stand physically and emotionally solid; though, I easily recall the awkward, skinny version of myself. My adverse childhood could have derailed me from a successful future, but God didn't allow my journey to succumb to such fate. I refused to be shaped by my past. Instead, I use my past experiences as fuel to become better every day. As a child from a domestic violence household, I moved frequently. I experienced challenges fitting in, both socially and academically. I was transitioning from a rural upbringing in Central Illinois to fast-paced Detroit. I did not know how to adapt to my new culture because of my sheltered upbringing. Then the move to an all-male Parochial junior high school was even more of a challenge. There, I lacked "the money," "the legacy," and "the male parent figure" in common with the majority of my classmates. Neither did I have the street wits in common with the small group of other inner-city kids that also attended. While I have grown significantly both physically and socially since these times, I will never forget the humiliation and isolation as part of my schooling experience. As I entered high school, I was the subject of bullying by all-male upper-level students. I remember feeling so helpless when a student clenched my shirt with his fist and threatened to punch me. As a foreigner to this environment, I emotionally and socially bottled up my reactions. Toxic environments breed viruses of insecurities and anxiety, and as a result, I purposely removed myself from the social activities. I lacked the swagger, the academics, the legacy of my peers, though I persisted and eventually learned not to let exterior situations weigh me down. As the first year passed, and through programs such as Big Brother, Big Sister, and school mentors, I began to remember who I was. I made a constant effort to break free of the limits forced on me by my former tormentors, and every day I tugged at the mental chains harder and harder until I broke free. Academically, I worked tirelessly and dedicated my free time to my studies and sports. My high grades, "First Honors," and overall achievements became the side product of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge and success. I forced myself out of my comfort zone by talking to new people daily. I welcomed their perspectives which helped me to enrich my own. Challenging negativity, learning to ignore it, meeting people, and finding shared commonality has shown me my inner strength. Perhaps my dialect was different, or my family's car was old - but the core of who I am "is" morally good and likable. I passionately believe that kindness, as a reverse, can breed positivity! I choose to approach the "forgotten" and spark conversation. When I see someone sitting alone or handing a care package I recall the feelings of defeat. The experiences I have had, have taught me the importance of connecting in everyday life and when working with teams and collaborations. It is hard finding the strength to break emotional or mental bonds, but it is possible. In the words of James Casey, "determined people make conditions- They do not allow themselves to be victims of them." For those unable to fight, I am committed to being there

Hardships do not define who we are, but they play a part in whom we become. There I stood, eager in my freshly ironed white shirt, school uniform, and protocol tie, daunted by the fear of the unknown as I walked into my new school. Today, I stand physically and emotionally solid; though, I easily recall the awkward, skinny version of myself. My adverse childhood could have derailed me from a successful future, but God didn't allow my journey to succumb to such fate. I refused to be shaped by my past. Instead, I use my past experiences as fuel me. As a child from a domestic violence household, I moved frequently. I experienced challenges fitting in both socially and academically. I was transitioning from a rural upbringing in Central Illinois to fast-paced Detroit. I did not know how to adapt to my new culture at my all-male Parochial junior high school. There, I lacked "the money," "the legacy," and "the male parent figure" in common with the most of my classmates. Neither did I have the street wits in common with the group of other inner-city kids that also attended. While I have grown significantly both physically and socially since these times, I will never forget the humiliation and isolation as major part of my schooling experience. As I entered the school, I was the subject of bullying by upper-level male students. I remember feeling so helpless when a student clenched my shirt with his fist and threatened to punch me. Toxic environments breed viruses of insecurities and anxiety, and as a result, I isolated. I lacked the swagger, the academics, the legacy of my peers, though I persisted and eventually learned not to let exterior situations weigh me down. I began to remember who I was. I made a constant effort to break free of the limits forced on me by my former tormentors, and every day I tugged at the mental chains harder and harder until I broke free. Academically, I worked tirelessly and dedicated my free time to my studies and sports. My high grades, "First Honors," and overall achievements became the side product of my unquenchable thirst success. I forced myself out of my comfort zone by talking to new people. I welcomed their perspectives which helped me. Challenging negativity, learning to ignore it, meeting people, and finding shared commonality has shown me my inner strength. Perhaps my dialect was different, or my family's car was old - but the core of who I am "is" morally good and likable. I passionately believe that kindness, as a reverse, can breed positivity! When I see someone sitting alone or handing a care package I recall the feelings of defeat. It is hard finding the strength to break emotional or mental bonds, but it is possible. In the words of James Casey, "determined people make conditions- They do not allow themselves to be victims of them." For those unable to fight, I am committed to being there

The social just movement has value and purpose particularly for people of color, but for America as a whole. As seen around the world, people are becoming more and more divided. People are becoming more reluctant to work with others from opposing points of view. If Americans continue on this current road of hate and mistrust, we can potentially end up destroying each other. I don’t blame the people for the large division. Influential groups are prying open formerly small crevices and amplifying them. Those in power are not seeking to unite the people but further separate them. Those in power are manipulating individuals through pathos persuasions to sway said individuals in favor of their views. These powerful groups change the truth to benefit themselves. Their corruptive abuse of power can potentially leave an eternal scar on this country and hinder the advancement of this nation. The future of this country is sadly uncertain, but if efforts are made to heal this broken country, we can most definitely get back on track. Altogether people want the same things in life: a future for their children through education, human rights, safe communities, etc. The future adults create today is the one we have to live in. We refuse to wait and to fix this country when our turn is up, but I and others of my generation are going to fight to create a more perfect union. We refuse to let hate consume us. We will not let anyone skew our perspectives to their will, we will think for ourselves. We understand that the many actions taken today will result in the world’s collective future. Every day the people of the country should work to create a better future for themselves, their children, their children’s children, and many generations to come. This too is our nation, this is our community, and we have a duty as citizens of this country to establish inner peace and make life livable for all citizens. To do this we can not allow social injustices. We must use our voices to create peace. I must use my voice. It is humanity’s biggest asset: the ability to communicate civilly and come together to solve problems, make compromises that benefit us all. I am grateful for the movements before me, paving the way so that I can attend top universities and vote for change.

Hardships do not define who we are, but they play a part in whom we become. Similar to diamonds formed under pressure, there I stood, eager in my freshly ironed white shirt, school uniform, and protocol tie, daunted by the fear of the unknown as I walked into my new school. Today, I stand physically and emotionally solid; though, I easily recall the awkward, skinny version of myself. My adverse childhood could have derailed me from a successful future, but God didn't allow my journey to succumb to such fate. I refused to be shaped by my past. Instead, I use my past experiences as fuel to become better every day. As a child from a domestic violence household, I moved frequently. I experienced challenges fitting in, both socially and academically. I was transitioning from a rural upbringing in Central Illinois to fast-paced Detroit. I did not know how to adapt to my new culture because of my sheltered upbringing. Then the move to an all-male Parochial junior high school was even more of a challenge. There, I lacked "the money," "the legacy," and "the male parent figure" in common with the majority of my classmates. Neither did I have the street wits in common with the small group of other inner-city kids that also attended. While I have grown significantly both physically and socially since these times, I will never forget the humiliation and isolation as part of my schooling experience. As I entered high school, I was the subject of bullying by all-male upper-level students. I remember feeling so helpless when a student clenched my shirt with his fist and threatened to punch me. As a foreigner to this environment, I emotionally and socially bottled up my reactions. Toxic environments breed viruses of insecurities and anxiety, and as a result, I purposely removed myself from the social activities. I lacked the swagger, the academics, the legacy of my peers, though I persisted and eventually learned not to let exterior situations weigh me down. As the first year passed, and through programs such as Big Brother, Big Sister, and school mentors, I began to remember who I was. I made a constant effort to break free of the limits forced on me by my former tormentors, and every day I tugged at the mental chains harder and harder until I broke free. Academically, I worked tirelessly and dedicated my free time to my studies and sports. My high grades, "First Honors," and overall achievements became the side product of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge and success. I forced myself out of my comfort zone by talking to new people daily. I welcomed their perspectives which helped me to enrich my own. Challenging negativity, learning to ignore it, meeting people, and finding shared commonality has shown me my inner strength. Perhaps my dialect was different, or my family's car was old - but the core of who I am "is" morally good and likable. I passionately believe that kindness, as a reverse, can breed positivity! I choose to approach the "forgotten" and spark conversation. When I see someone sitting alone or handing a care package I recall the feelings of defeat. The experiences I have had, have taught me the importance of connecting in everyday life and when working with teams and collaborations. It is hard finding the strength to break emotional or mental bonds, but it is possible. In the words of James Casey, "determined people make conditions- They do not allow themselves to be victims of them." For those unable to fight, I am committed to being there.

Hardships do not define who we are, but they play a part in whom we become. Similar to diamonds formed under pressure, there I stood, eager in my freshly ironed white shirt, school uniform, and protocol tie, daunted by the fear of the unknown as I walked into my new school. Today, I stand physically and emotionally solid; though, I easily recall the awkward, skinny version of myself. My adverse childhood could have derailed me from a successful future, but God didn't allow my journey to succumb to such fate. I refused to be shaped by my past. Instead, I use my past experiences as fuel to become better every day. As a child from a domestic violence household, I moved frequently. I experienced challenges fitting in, both socially and academically. I was transitioning from a rural upbringing in Central Illinois to fast-paced Detroit. I did not know how to adapt to my new culture because of my sheltered upbringing. Then the move to an all-male Parochial junior high school was even more of a challenge. There, I lacked "the money," "the legacy," and "the male parent figure" in common with the majority of my classmates. Neither did I have the street wits in common with the small group of other inner-city kids that also attended. While I have grown significantly both physically and socially since these times, I will never forget the humiliation and isolation as part of my schooling experience. As I entered high school, I was the subject of bullying by all-male upper-level students. I remember feeling so helpless when a student clenched my shirt with his fist and threatened to punch me. As a foreigner to this environment, I emotionally and socially bottled up my reactions. Toxic environments breed viruses of insecurities and anxiety, and as a result, I purposely removed myself from the social activities. I lacked the swagger, the academics, the legacy of my peers, though I persisted and eventually learned not to let exterior situations weigh me down. As the first year passed, and through programs such as Big Brother, Big Sister, and school mentors, I began to remember who I was. I made a constant effort to break free of the limits forced on me by my former tormentors, and every day I tugged at the mental chains harder and harder until I broke free. Academically, I worked tirelessly and dedicated my free time to my studies and sports. My high grades, "First Honors," and overall achievements became the side product of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge and success. I forced myself out of my comfort zone by talking to new people daily. I welcomed their perspectives which helped me to enrich my own. Challenging negativity, learning to ignore it, meeting people, and finding shared commonality has shown me my inner strength. Perhaps my dialect was different, or my family's car was old - but the core of who I am "is" morally good and likable. I passionately believe that kindness, as a reverse, can breed positivity! I choose to approach the "forgotten" and spark conversation. When I see someone sitting alone or handing a care package I recall the feelings of defeat. The experiences I have had, have taught me the importance of connecting in everyday life and when working with teams and collaborations. It is hard finding the strength to break emotional or mental bonds, but it is possible. In the words of James Casey, "determined people make conditions- They do not allow themselves to be victims of them." For those unable to fight, I am committed to being there.