Being a first-generation college student is like exploring uncharted waters with a map inked by the sacrifices of my mom and dad. It comes with a unique set of challenges and responsibilities that we must fulfill. Not only are we paving the way for future generations, but we are also showing our parents that their hard work and sacrifices were worthwhile. My parents broke physical and mental barriers in hopes that my sister and I would break our own with greater ease. In many Hispanic households, including mine, family is the main priority—a value I hold closely and intend to carry forward throughout my life. I am incredibly fortunate to have parents who have always supported my educational and personal aspirations. My ultimate ambition in life is to give back to my parents and the community that shaped me into the person I am today. I am eternally grateful for the opportunities I have had, fully aware of the immense sacrifices my parents made in leaving their homeland for my benefit. They faced emotional, financial, linguistic and physical challenges, yet their perseverance set a powerful example for me. Their struggles have instilled in me a resolve to never give up, allowing me to tackle new challenges with confidence. That is why when faced with the challenge of obtaining my DACA, I did not give up. As an immigrant, I grew accustomed to working twice as hard just to stand on equal footing with my peers. I often reflect on the haunting gaze of shame my mom wore as we sat in elementary classrooms, surrounded by children and teachers who spoke a language so foreign to our ears. Our tiny one-bedroom apartment was our only sanctuary in this country until our landlord discovered our Mexican heritage and promptly evicted us. The beginning was undeniably tough, and at the age of seven, I quickly learned that adversity was going to be a constant on our journey. As I sit here and write, I am filled with faith in the people who support student’s education, especially those from underrepresented communities. Just a few years ago, I was told by many that my immigration status would thwart my ambitions, and I watched my dreams of attending university slip away. After the grueling process of obtaining my DACA, I find myself hopeful again in the generosity of those who assist children of immigrant parents in reaching places of power and success. Though I cannot apply for federal aid to alleviate my financial burdens, this does not make me any less deserving of attending prestigious schools. My dream of earning a degree in business and marketing will allow me to utilize my knowledge to help the people who are struggling to make ends meet. This funding will propel me forward, and I hope to one day repay it tenfold to the people who have supported me throughout my journey. I have faced disappointment, discrimination, and fear, but none of it is enough to stop me from one day opening up a business that will use its proceeds to uplift my community. Currently, I am working two full-time jobs and applying for scholarships to fund my education. I have unwavering faith in the generosity of those who make it their goal to ease the financial burden on students like me. It is my dream to one day be on the giving end and be the person I wish I had when I was younger to someone who needs it. Thank you for the opportunity to share my story as a firm believer in the American Dream.

Being a first-generation college student comes with a unique set of challenges and responsibilities. Not only are we paving the way for future generations, but we are also showing our parents that their hard work and sacrifices were worthwhile. In many Hispanic households, including mine, family is the main priority—a value I hold closely and intend to carry forward throughout my life. I am incredibly fortunate to have parents who have always supported my educational and personal goals. My ultimate ambition in life is to give back to my parents and the community that raised and shaped me into the person I am today. I am eternally grateful for the opportunities I have had, fully aware of the immense sacrifices my parents made in leaving their homeland for my benefit. They faced emotional, financial, linguistic and physical challenges, yet their perseverance set a powerful example for me. Their struggles have instilled in me a resolve to never give up, allowing me to tackle new challenges with confidence. That is why when faced with the challenge of obtaining my DACA, I did not give up. As an immigrant, I was used to putting in extra amounts of work just to be on equal footing with my peers. I hope that those facing similar circumstances have faith and do not give up on their dreams. It is disheartening to fight for what should already be equally accessible to everyone, but we still live in a time where overcoming adversity is often necessary for success. This experience has inspired me to help others in similar situations. One day, I hope to reach a broader audience and provide the support they need to navigate their own journeys. While I cherish my small community, I feel a strong devotion to enacting positive change on a greater scale. The persistent negativity in our world and the countless individuals struggling just to survive daily are deeply disheartening. I am determined to pursue an education in Business and Entrepreneurship to equip myself with the knowledge necessary to create this change. I have always had a passion for Business because I know Hispanic communities are very underrepresented and oftentimes the most in need. Having successful leaders to spread awareness and pave the way for other minorities to come forward is vital in today’s society. I also share a love of fashion and art which has enabled me to create my own designs that I plan to one day sell. Whether it is clothing or jewelry, representing my culture within my art is a manner in which I demonstrate my pride and spread the word for my people. Knowing that attending university will provide me with the knowledge I need to expand my ideas gives me hope that there are even more opportunities to come. I already possess an understanding of caring for others and helping when needed. Creating a business where the proceeds aim to raise the necessary funds to support people struggling to make ends meet will contribute to the well-being of our society. I also wish to inspire people of diverse backgrounds to give back to society and extend a helping hand to those who need it most. Being able to fund someone else’s education is a great aspiration of mine, but until then I place my faith in the generous people who are already stepping up to create positive change.

As someone who has lived comfortably sheltered for too long, I deeply understand why so many people are terrified of change. A few years ago, the entire world drastically changed when COVID-19 disrupted the lives of countless individuals. While change can indeed be daunting, it also harbors the potential for future positive transformations. For this potential to be realized, it requires someone with the courage to confront adversity head-on, especially when many are often hesitant. I have made it a goal of mine to become this courageous individual, aiming to inspire others to step forward and face their fears. Growing up, religion was always present in my daily activities. I attended mass in the mornings, prayed before every meal, and thanked God for my blessings. My room became adorned with symbols of saints and my schedule was filled with catechism classes and volunteer activities at church events. At the time, I didn’t fully understand why these practices were so integral to my daily routine; I simply knew they held significance and were necessary. Now, as an adult who has taken a step back from the church, I see the importance of these experiences. They showed me the value of helping others and revealed that there was always a deeper purpose behind my actions. Whether it was simply cleaning the event rooms for gatherings or staying behind to tutor the younger kids, these actions significantly benefited our people. Providing a space where people could eat and feel safe, regardless of their beliefs, was also crucial to the well-being of our small town. The small actions I once dreaded as a child were, in fact, vital in providing support for those who needed it most. After experiencing some disconnect from my faith, I recently decided to return and contribute. It was uplifting to be in a place where people genuinely care for one another, and I wanted to ensure everyone felt included. Since going back to my church to volunteer, I have reflected on different ways in which I can contribute to society. While I cherish my small community, I feel a strong devotion to enacting positive change on a greater scale. The persistent negativity in our world and the countless individuals struggling just to survive are deeply disheartening. I am determined to pursue education to equip myself with the knowledge necessary to create this change. I already possess an understanding of caring for others and helping when needed. Utilizing my education, for which I am eternally grateful, will enable me to raise the necessary funds to support those in need. I also wish to inspire people of diverse backgrounds to give back to society and extend a helping hand to those who need it most.

Being a first-generation college student comes with a unique set of challenges and responsibilities. Not only are we paving the way for future generations, but we are also showing our parents that their hard work and sacrifices were worthwhile. In many Hispanic households, including mine, family is the main priority—a value I hold closely and intend to carry forward throughout my life. I am incredibly fortunate to have parents who have always supported my educational and personal goals. My ultimate ambition in life is to give back to my parents and the community that raised and shaped me into the person I am today. I am eternally grateful for the opportunities I have had, fully aware of the immense sacrifices my parents made in leaving their homeland for my benefit. They faced emotional, financial, linguistic and physical challenges, yet their perseverance set a powerful example for me. Their struggles have instilled in me a resolve to never give up, allowing me to tackle new challenges with confidence. That is why when faced with the challenge of obtaining my DACA, I did not give up. Having spent most of my life in the United States, I cannot consider Mexico my sole home. While I take immense pride in my heritage, growing up in the U.S. has allowed me to interact with peers from diverse backgrounds. Through these connections, I was made aware of the opportunity to attend college or university with my DACA. Understandably so, my parents were afraid to begin this process because obtaining legal documentation in America is very strenuous and oftentimes can lead to disappointment. We took the risk, however, and met with a legal team that specializes in legal documentation for immigrants. Months went by after submitting my application, and the lack of response left my family and me dejected. It was a dark period in my life when I faced the harsh realization that my dreams of attending university and working in the United States might not be possible. It reminded me of all the instances where I was putting in extra amounts of work just to be on equal footing with my peers. Watching my friend receive college acceptance letters from amazing schools was bittersweet, and I found myself wondering if others like me were watching their dreams slip away. I am glad to say that this time, facing adversity paid off. My older sister and I were approved for our Deferred Action for Childhood Arrivals (DACA) permits. The joy of that moment motivated me to continue pursuing my dreams with renewed hope and faith. This challenge allowed me to face an obstacle that many immigrants encounter when arriving in a different country. I was grateful to have had the support of not only my family but the legal team that guided us through the process. I hope that those facing similar circumstances have faith and do not give up on their dreams. It is disheartening to fight for what should already be equally accessible to everyone, but we still live in a time where overcoming adversity is often necessary for success. This experience has inspired me to help others in similar situations. One day, I hope to reach a broader audience and provide the support they need to navigate their own journeys.

There is a poem in Minecraft for those dedicated enough to finish the game. It is called the “End Poem,” and it appears after defeating the Ender Dragon in the original version of the game. Despite its considerable length, this poem adds profound layers of introspection to this interactive experience. It transforms what might appear to be just another trendy video game into a journey of personal growth and creative expression. Whether playing in survival or creative mode, the concept remains the same: to create. Minecraft holds a special place in the hearts of many gamers as it provides a boundless outlet for creative minds to explore and interpret ideas at their own pace. As someone who has enjoyed playing Minecraft throughout my life, I can attest to the significant role it played in shaping my childhood. Whether I was playing multiplayer mode with my cousins or peacefully playing by myself, I cherished these moments as they brought me simple happiness. After years of playing, I would say my favorite aspect of Minecraft is discovering the Overworld achievements. Minecraft's diverse realms, such as the Nether and The End, each offer their own set of mini-achievements, attainable by completing various tasks. The Overworld milestones, although simple, have consistently provided me with a sense of accomplishment. Some achievements involve basic tasks like trading with a villager or crafting your first pickaxe, while others are more challenging, such as locating diamonds. These milestones reward players as they continue to explore, build, and progress within the game. My favorite achievement points come from exploring the map and mining. Whether unearthing iron, gold, or diamonds, it is always exciting to discover something new and craft new items. Another goal that holds a special place in my heart is the taming of wild animals. The game's constant updates and new features keep the experience fresh and exciting. When the developers introduced the ability to tame animals like wolves and cats, it added a layer of companionship to my virtual world. As an animal lover, the prospect of having a loyal pet accompany me on my adventures made the game even more enjoyable. Naming my virtual pets after my real-life pets added a personalized touch, enhancing the emotional connection I had to the game. Minecraft's influence is evident in the numerous replicas it has inspired since its release, a testament to its profound impact on the gaming community. It has brought joy to countless people and imparted lessons that go beyond mere gameplay. As previously mentioned, there is a poem at the end of the game directed towards the player. It is introspective because it delivers an intriguing lesson that is open for interpretation. It urges the player to reflect on their path to self-discovery and apply their creativity to their own lives. The poem encourages players to continue exploring the real world with the same curiosity and creativity they exhibit in the virtual realm, striving to build meaningful lives. For many, Minecraft is more than just a game; it is a source of joy and cherished memories. I am forever grateful for the happiness and inspiration it has brought into my life.

The teenage experience is a popular phenomenon so glamorized by mainstream culture, especially in music and social media. Now that I am in my early twenties, I find myself reflecting on my teenage years and the decisions that have shaped who I am today. Although not far removed from that era of my life, I recognize a profound transformation within myself, marked by new ideas, aspirations, and daily routines. One thing that allows me to reminisce about my teenage years is art and music. A prime example of an artist who masterfully captures the essence of adolescence through her music is Olivia Rodrigo. Olivia Rodrigo’s songwriting demonstrates someone who has experienced both the highs and lows of being a teenager. Her authenticity allows listeners to personally relate to the experiences she sings about. On her “GUTS” album, every song resonates, but “Teenage Dream” strikes a particular chord with me. The lyrics, “They all say that it gets better, it gets better the more you grow. Yeah, they all say that it gets better, it gets better, but what if I don't?” perfectly capture the anxiety I felt as a teenager, fearful of what the future might hold. These lyrics perfectly express the dread of not reaching one's potential in a world where expectations are higher than ever. Modern media has made it easier for great accomplishments and success to be achieved at extremely young ages. These lyrics can feel personal for those unsure of the path the must take as they approach adulthood. They also convey the frustration of hearing “it gets better the more you grow” repeatedly while it is still difficult to comprehend such a phrase as a teenager. People often forget how daunting being a young adult can be, with the constant expectations to excel in every aspect of our lives. Adolescence is a time for self-discovery, but that is a difficult task considering the obstacles we must face as well. Teenagers are expected to fit in socially, but also stand out uniquely at the same time. They grapple with complex emotions and bodily changes that make self-acceptance difficult to achieve. They deal with the pressure of excelling both academically and personally because they are told their performance now will decide the trajectory of their lives. Having to combat these challenges daily will undoubtedly leave teenagers questioning if they can truly reach their full potential. On the flip side, I now resonate with these lyrics in a positive light. Having moved past my teenage years, I realize situations I once perceived as catastrophic are now trivial. The lyrics' message that “it gets better the more you grow” holds true; with time, perspective shifts, and clarity emerges. As teens, our minds are clouded by the constant change we experience in short periods of time. This is not to say adulthood is devoid of problems, but time brings change, often for the better. Understanding this now, I navigate life’s challenges with greater ease and optimism. I am grateful for artists like Olivia Rodrigo because they shine light on issues that are universal and provide listeners with an outlet for their stress. It is also comforting to know that there is a community where misunderstood teenagers can find other people who relate to their situations.

Growing up as an anime fan has been such a joyous journey. While opinions on this style of entertainment vary, I have always found it exciting and eagerly anticipate new shows. From action-packed shonen series to drama-filled films, I believe everyone can find something to enjoy if they give anime a chance. While I love ongoing projects such as “My Hero Academia” or “Attack on Titan,” I always seem to gravitate towards romance and psychological plotlines. If I were to choose one single anime that I can rewatch endlessly, it would be “Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day.” This eleven-part series tells the story of a group of friends who, after years of separation, come together to complete a crucial mission. The anime begins by depicting these six friends regularly playing together. Things take a dark turn one day after Menma, one of the girls in the group, gets into an accident and passes away. The friends, devastated, begin to drift apart. Years later, the former group’s leader, Jintan, starts seeing Menma’s ghost everywhere. She speaks to him and repeatedly says she cannot go into the afterlife without having a wish of hers fulfilled. Jintan, struggling to ignore Menma’s ghost, finds himself tracking down his former friends to inform them about Menma’s wish. Despite their initial resistance, the group is able to reunite and find the closure that releases Menma’s spirit into the afterlife. This anime is so heart-wrenchingly beautiful, and there is much to learn from each character throughout the episodes. Their actions and words reveal that they are not only grieving Menma's death but also mourning the loss of their friend group. Jintan, the protagonist, plays a vital role in exposing the issues each character faces as a result of Menma’s death. He has not accepted her death and cannot seem to lose the image of Menma in his mind. Anaru, Menma’s best friend, becomes a popular girl who hides her true feelings behind a facade. Yukiatsu harbors an unhealthy obsession with Menma and keeps dangerous secrets from his loved ones. Poppo, the comedic friend, works odd jobs to avoid confronting the pain he feels deep inside. Lastly, Tsuruko carries resentment towards the others and isolates herself to avoid lashing out. “Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day” is a perfect watch, blending comedy, sweet moments, and heartfelt scenes that resonate deeply with the viewer. This anime addresses a lot of serious topics, but they are important, and it is done in a way that connects the characters to the audience on an emotional level. The viewer can feel the pain the friends are experiencing along with the happiness they finally achieve after reconnecting. Many people, including me, have experienced grief, trauma, acceptance, forgiveness or healing at some point. I also think this anime highlights how powerful communication and friendship can truly be. Against adversity, it is good to cherish friendships and loved ones because we never know how long we have them on this Earth.

Being part of a community that supports people in the pursuit of their dreams and strives to create a positive impact on the world is incredibly rewarding. I believe that is why many people feel drawn to K-Pop culture and idols who share their art with fans. I joined the K-Pop fandom in 2016, a pivotal time for the growth of Korean music and artists around the world. There was a combination of resistance from those who opposed K-Pop culture and acceptance from those who embraced it into mainstream media. Regardless of differing opinions, the undeniable global rise of K-Pop stands as a testament to its widespread influence. Growing up, music has always been a sanctuary for me, helping me cope with depression and anxiety. During a dark period in my life, I came across a boy group named BTS from South Korea. I resonated deeply with this group of seven and the messages within their music. Like millions of other fans around the world, I see something special in BTS as human beings and artists. They are the biggest boy band in the world right now, and the significant positive change they have brought to their homeland and the music industry is undeniable. BTS’s journey began with seven teenagers—Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, and Jeon Jungkook—who had humble beginnings and big dreams. Their early struggles, well-documented in various videos and documentaries, make their current level of stardom all the more inspiring. They have expanded their abilities from simply singing to acting, dancing, producing, modeling, songwriting, athletics, networking, and more. As a fan, it is gratifying to support a group of artists who are genuinely passionate about their craft and constantly push the boundaries of their potential. Whether through small livestreams or side projects dedicated to “ARMY,” BTS consistently show their appreciation for their fans. I believe their genuine gratitude towards ARMY’s support distinguishes them from artists whose only goal is fame or financial gain. BTS contributed immensely to South Korea’s market, to the point where their military enlistment was a hot topic of discussion. Since their debut, BTS have brought in 5.56 trillion won to South Korea, which is nearly 5 billion U.S. dollars. Despite military service being required of every South Korean adult male, BTS were offered a pardon so that they could continue to perform for fans and release music. They declined, emphasizing their pride in their country and commitment to their community. BTS will always hold a special place in my heart. As I await their return from military service, I find solace in their music, which has guided me through difficult times. I know that the support fans give them has also allowed them to persevere. In an era where the music industry prioritizes quick profits over artistic integrity, it is comforting to know that musicians who genuinely care for their craft, like BTS, still exist.

Life in the Big Apple is hectic, especially when you are just a country girl taking care of four pampered kids in an enormous penthouse. Now, throw in some magical mishaps here and there, and watch the chaos unfold. A crossover with the Disney Channel shows Jessie and Wizards of Waverly Place would be a hit because both are known for their adventurous storylines and captivating characters. From Alex Russo’s magical shenanigans to Jessie Prescott’s constant kid-wrangling, there is so much potential for an exciting plot. Despite both living in New York, the Russo's and the Ross family lead very different lives, mostly due to the Russo's supernatural abilities. The episode, titled “Spellbound in New York City,” would take place in Jessie’s Manhattan penthouse. It kicks off with Alex Russo and her brothers receiving a warning that a priceless magical mirror, which provides entrance to the Wizard World, has been discovered in Upper East Manhattan. Alex and her two brothers grab their wands and hop on the subway with a mission to retrieve this magical artifact. Meanwhile, the Ross family is in a state of frenzy as they prepare to host a prestigious auction. Jessie is overseeing every detail, Bertram is tidying up the penthouse, Emma is searching for the perfect outfit, and the younger kids are running around wildly. Frustrated, Jessie commands everyone into a military-style line-up and stresses that she will not tolerate any more silly antics. While some kids listen, Luke and Zuri venture into the artifact room to play with the objects, including a large mirror. In an attempt to respect Jessie’s wishes, Ravi and his beloved lizard, Mr. Kipling, intervene and urge them to leave the possessions alone. Mockingly, Luke pretends to break the mirror and falls through, entering the Wizard World. Zuri and Ravi scream in terror as Jessie and Emma rush into the artifact room. Upon arrival, the Russo siblings gawk at the luxurious penthouse building where their taxi driver dropped them off. They devise a plan to bid on the enchanted mirror and use their magic to transport it back to their sandwich shop. They rush into the apartment building and are greeted by Tony, the doorman, who shows them the way to the Ross penthouse. Alex and her brothers stare in utter shock when the elevator doors open and they witness Jessie and the kids coming in and out of the enchanted mirror, with magical beings flying everywhere. Justin, being the responsible one, uses his powers to zap everything magical back into the mirror and the siblings back into the real world. Freaked out, Jessie and her kids interrogate the Russo siblings about their powers until everyone finally calms down. During their exchange, Luke hilariously hits on Alex despite being shut down repeatedly while Ravi bombards Justin with scientific questions regarding magic. Max then shows Luke how to pull pranks using his wand, while Alex and Jessie strike a deal to return the mirror to the Wizard World. Both families agree that it is best for the Russo family to take the mirror back home, on the condition that they visit the Upper East Side more often to share their magic. Despite Justin’s disagreement, Alex shakes hands with Jessie, and they bid farewell before zapping themselves home. Back in Waverly Place, Alex and her brothers place the enchanted mirror in a safe spot and congratulate each other on a job well done. As they leave, they fail to notice a large lizard make its way out of the mirror and into the Russo's’ secret wizard lair. The End.

Growing up in a time where we not only have access to timeless comic books but also high-production films that bring them to life has truly made fans insanely lucky. Spider-Man is a name that everyone knows whether you are a die-hard hero fanatic or a casual movie theatergoer. The actors who have brought this beloved character to life have given fans all around the world unforgettable performances that will be analyzed as time goes on. After taking into account the many factors that make Tobey Maguire, Andrew Garfield, Tom Holland, and Shameik Moore amazing Spider-Men, I can say with utmost certainty that Andrew Garfield is my favorite out of the bunch. You cannot deny that the remaining three actors have made Spider-Man a legacy within the Marvel Universe with their amazing skills. Despite sharing the same life, each actor brings something unique to both Spider-Man and Peter Parker’s storyline. Tobey Maguire’s authenticity to the original comic books is extremely admirable, and his portrayal of Spider-Man most accurately represented the responsibilities that come with being a superhero. Tom Holland’s combination of strength, intelligence, and playful humor quickly put him on the rise for best Spider-Man in the new Marvel films. Shameik Moore’s Spider-Man was definitely a fresh take, as the animation painted the hero universe in a light we have never seen before. Andrew Garfield's first Spider-Man appearance was in "The Amazing Spider-Man," and it has since changed the way fans see Spider-Man as a hero and as a person. While the comparisons between him and Maguire’s performance vary, there was no denying that Andrew Garfield brought something fresh to the superhero universe. Personally, his charisma and humor are what make him stand out compared to other superheroes. He is the most realistic out of all of his predecessors and successors due to the complexity of his character. Andrew Garfield perfectly represents how awkward, intelligent, and multifaceted teenagers can be. He also has a great way of balancing the fun side of Peter Parker with the seriousness that Spider-Man must demonstrate when battling enemies and saving the city. His interactions with his peers allow the audience to connect with the adolescent nature he portrays because, at the end of the day, he is still a teenager. I believe a great part of Spider-Man’s story is his love interest and the role she plays in his character development. While each Spider-Man has his own Gwen Stacy or Mary Jane, I believe Andrew Garfield’s love for his co-star Emma Stone was the most genuine. The on-screen and off-screen romance between Andrew Garfield and Emma Stone tugged at many heartstrings, which made their ending that much more devastating. The entire romance, from beginning to end, allowed Andrew Garfield to convey deep emotions, such as loss and the heavy burden of being Spider-Man in love. I also believe this chemistry appealed to new fans who are not so interested in the action side of the franchise but the drama. Aside from the emotional depth Andrew Garfield provides, his physical performance is also a great ability that makes him my favorite. His playful aura delivers the friendly neighborhood hero persona that is authentic to the comic books. Visually, he has a great mix of old-fashioned comic book style with a modern appeal for all audiences. I also believe that his ability to do his own stunts demonstrates his love for the character, which is extremely admirable. Whether it is an incredible performance or simply Andrew Garfield's natural essence shining through Spider-Man, he is a favorite of many fans just like me.

Ever since I can remember, one principle has taken precedence over all values in my house: family always comes first. Like many immigrant families, our culture raises us to work alongside our parents to bring success, whether personal or financial, into our household. My culture tightly revolves around the idea of close-knit parental relationships and a sense of teamwork among family members. I have always cherished this closeness with my family and feel immense gratitude for their unwavering support in my academic endeavors. It is because of them that I have been able to overcome many obstacles since arriving in America eighteen years ago. Initially, the language barrier in school posed several difficulties for us. They instilled in me the importance of education, and after developing a passion for learning, I knew I wanted to attend university. Growing up, I learned how to balance full-time work while being a student. Scholarships became essential in community college, especially since, as a DACA recipient, I am ineligible for most federal aid and grants. Despite these challenges, I remain undeterred and seek opportunities to expand my knowledge on ways to give back not only to my family but to my community as well. Life as an immigrant student is complex, filled with both challenges and opportunities that significantly shape my long-term pursuits. Every day, I learn what it means to be an immigrant in America, from the persistent discrimination in society to the paths we are paving for future generations of Latinos. Navigating through a foreign educational system while adapting to a different cultural environment required resilience and adaptability. During the tedious process of acquiring my DACA status, I experienced a whirlwind of emotions, including frustration and happiness. Obtaining legal work permits and covering the associated expenses, all while guiding my parents through an unfamiliar system, made it impossible to feel like a normal teenager. Going to tremendous lengths just to be on equal footing with my peers was exhausting and, at times, disheartening. I have much to be grateful for because while DACA students make up only 0.7 percent of the higher education system, adding to the statistics will only benefit my community. My parents are my greatest inspiration and driving force to succeed in life. I hope to one day repay them for everything they sacrificed to give me the life they both had hoped to one day have. I’d love to carry out my mom’s dream of making her name known in the fashion industry and my dad’s passion for business within my goals. I have begun a small business from home where I market and sell my mom’s handmade jewelry. In the future, I hope to expand this brand of ours and run it successfully so my parents may be able to retire. Integrating into American society while remaining close to my roots has been both a privilege and a challenge. My parents' journey to America was unexpected as they aimed to provide my sister and me with various opportunities. While they fill rooms with stories and memories of their past in Mexico, I can only listen and hope to make my own someday. Until then, striving for excellence has been my goal, and I hope to support people in situations similar to mine. Pursuing a career in business after graduation will allow me to create spaces where immigrant students can utilize their diverse perspectives and skills in navigating unfamiliar social settings to bring about innovation. I believe immigrant students' work ethic allows them to face adversity and achieve greatness.

Ever since I can remember, one principle has taken precedence over all the values taught in my house: family always comes first. Like many immigrant families, our culture raises us to work alongside our parents to bring success, whether personal or financial, into our household. In my culture, however, this also involves the people in our community, whether they are close family or not. I have always cherished this closeness, feeling immense gratitude for their unwavering support in my academic endeavors. It is because of them that I have been able to overcome many obstacles since arriving in America eighteen years ago. Initially, the language barrier in school posed several difficulties for both my parents and me. They instilled in me the importance of education and giving back to our community any chance we can. Growing up, I learned how to balance full-time work while being a student. Scholarships became essential in community college, especially since, as a DACA recipient, I am ineligible for federal aid and grants. Despite these challenges, I remain undeterred and seek opportunities to expand my knowledge on ways to give back not only to my family but to my community as well. The experiences we faced influenced my drive to help other students in similar situations. This is why I began volunteering at the Catholic church in my hometown. In the beginning, I did small chores such as cleaning, organizing events, and setting up for youth classes on Wednesdays, but then later moved on to a greater purpose. I began seeing the number of older students that were also planning on attending college and needed financial help. Hearing their dreams to attend university reminded me of how afraid I was at one point because I had no way of navigating the education system as the first in my family to attend. I began holding after-class sessions with the older kids to help them find resources for financial relief in college. We would spend an hour or two exploring different scholarship opportunities for those who were not eligible for federal aid. Although my time at the church wasn’t as long as I had hoped for, I was glad to have had the time with people who were in situations similar to mine and helped each other out. Life as an immigrant student is complex, filled with both challenges and opportunities that significantly shape my long-term pursuits. Navigating through a foreign educational system while adapting to a different cultural environment required resilience and adaptability. I found it surprising how many people in my community were also under the protection of DACA and relied on it to study and work legally in the States. It felt good to help others achieve their goals despite needing some help myself. Through my journey, I have come to understand the importance of community and the power of collective effort. My parents taught me that success is not an individual accomplishment but a shared triumph that benefits everyone around us. This mindset has driven me to not only strive for personal achievements but to also be a beacon of support for others facing similar struggles. By volunteering and engaging with my church, I have learned the value of empathy, leadership, and the impact of giving back. As I move forward, I carry with me the principles instilled by my parents and the resilience honed through my experiences. I am dedicated to breaking barriers and paving the way for future generations, ensuring that they too have the chance to achieve their dreams and contribute to the well-being of our community.

Ever since I can remember, one principle has taken precedence over all the values taught in my house: family always comes first. Like many immigrant families, our culture raises us to work alongside our parents to bring success, whether personal or financial, into our household. It is common for children to be dependent on their parents until they are eighteen years old. My culture, however, tightly revolves around the idea of close-knit parental relationships and a sense of teamwork among family members. I have always cherished this closeness with my family, feeling immense gratitude for their unwavering support in my academic endeavors. It is because of them that I have been able to overcome many obstacles since arriving in America eighteen years ago. Initially, the language barrier in school posed several difficulties for both my parents and me. They instilled in me the importance of education, and after developing a passion for learning, I knew I wanted to attend university. Growing up, I learned how to balance full-time work while being a student. Scholarships became essential in community college, especially since, as a DACA recipient, I am ineligible for federal aid and grants. Despite these challenges, I remain undeterred and seek opportunities to expand my knowledge on ways to give back not only to my family but to my community as well. Life as an immigrant student is complex, filled with both challenges and opportunities that significantly shape my long-term pursuits. Navigating through a foreign educational system while adapting to a different cultural environment required resilience and adaptability. The experiences we faced influenced my studies and continue to have a profound impact on my academic goals. During the tedious process of acquiring my DACA status, I experienced a whirlwind of emotions, including frustration and happiness. Obtaining legal work permits and covering the associated expenses, all while guiding my parents through an unfamiliar system, made it impossible to feel like a normal teenager. Going to tremendous lengths just to be on equal footing with my peers was exhausting and, at times, disheartening. I have much to be grateful for because while DACA students make up only 0.7 percent of the higher education system, adding to the statistics will only benefit my community. Every day, I learn what it means to be an immigrant in America, from the persistent discrimination in society to the paths we are paving for future generations of Latinos. I learned not only the skill of understanding information but also how to teach when I translated for my parents. Most importantly, I discovered a lot about my emotions. As a child, navigating adult problems for my parents was rough, but I couldn't fault them for not grasping American culture and relying on my sister and me. To this day, I appreciate their questions, as they allow us to learn and grow together as a family. Integrating into American society while remaining close to my roots has been both a privilege and a challenge. My parents' journey to America was unexpected as they aimed to provide my sister and me with various opportunities. While they fill rooms with stories and memories of their past, I can only listen and hope to make my own someday. Until then, striving for excellence has been my goal, and I hope to support people in situations similar to mine. Pursuing a career in Business will allow me to create spaces where immigrant students can utilize their diverse perspectives and skills in navigating unfamiliar social settings to bring about innovation. I believe immigrant students' work ethic allows them to face adversity and achieve greatness.

As a 21-year-old, I wonder quite frequently if I am living life at an appropriate pace for my age. While it sounds grim, I am aware that other young adults also think this way, especially children of first-generation immigrant parents. There is an immense amount of pressure on us because we do not necessarily fit into any of the upbringing categories that are around us. Using college in the United States as an example, many children have their tuition paid by their parents or apply for financial aid from the government. As a DACA recipient, I do not have the luxury of either, but I am privileged enough for an opportunity to study in America. The constant pull between wanting more than what I possess and being grateful for even having what I do takes a toll on my mentality. Knowing that my struggles will one day lead to success is a comfort I often cling to. Growing up, I witnessed my parents leave their homes in Mexico and face numerous obstacles to give my sister and me the life they wanted for themselves. Without knowing it, my purpose became to excel in every opportunity that presented itself, whether it be in school, my community, or at home. The American Dream was my chance to eliminate financial hardship in my family, and I had accepted the responsibility long before my parents demanded it. Like in many other Hispanic households, we prioritize education while maintaining values such as respect, determination, and perseverance. Knowing that my parents are the reason I have the liberty to pursue higher education is one of the many reasons why they are the most influential people in my life. They were not able to attend college, and my mother didn't even get to finish high school, yet they have taught me more life lessons than anyone I have ever met in my life. Both parents taught me that vast knowledge is very valuable and to take advantage of every opportunity I have to learn something new, whether it interests me or not. Through my parents' guidance, I have developed the skill to apply information and utilize it in the real world. While school gave me the tools to excel in education, it was my parents who stayed up late at night to help me study. After my coaches congratulated me after a big race, I looked back at my mom, who drove me to practice every day. Every time I get promoted at work; I think about the insightful dinner conversations with my dad regarding his employment experiences. Everything goes back to my parents, and I want nothing more than to give them the life they deserve. Without understanding the difficulties my parents faced daily for my sake, I would have taken the experiences I lived because of them for granted. University, to me, has always been a dream because I have loved to attend school since I was young. I now know that I value education so highly because it can open many doors that my parents could not go through at my age. Within me lie my parents' dreams, goals, and unwavering spirit that they set on hold the moment they left their homeland. As I embark on my journey in life, I carry the responsibility of ensuring my parents' sacrifices are worth something. Having them as role models influenced me to make the decisions that led me to where I am today. I am proud of the person I am becoming, and I am proud of my parents for guiding me through everything.

"Ponte las pilas," my mom orders as she forcefully pats me on the back. It is a term I have become familiar with and is usually said by my parents. It's been yelled out at my cross country meets, commanded at my marching band performances, and tenderly whispered along with an encouraging squeeze during my late-night homework sessions. For non-Spanish speakers, the term translates to "put your batteries on", but means to get your head in the game. It is one of the many silly phrases my parents engraved into my brain as I pursue goals in school, extracurriculars, church, or even in my own home. Truthfully speaking, it irritated me because it made me believe that my parents genuinely did not maintain that I was giving my best effort in these events. This futile anger towards them never lasted long as I thought of how excited they must be to see their daughter pursue something they did not have the privilege of experiencing as children. It is a strange feeling, to be a child of immigrant parents in the United States of America because growing up is vastly different in many ways. Most children rely on their parents throughout their entire childhood until they reach an age where they can independently lead their own lives. It is an ideal way of living that is not available to families with cultures that are highly family-oriented and dependent on one another to make ends meet. Like many other children in Hispanic households, I was 12 years old translating legal documents to my parents on mail day and definitely not bringing ham and cheese sandwiches to the lunch table at school. I was, however, lucky to be part of a community with kids just like me and I found comfort in sharing these experiences with my peers as we grew into the adults we are today. By the time High School came around, I had already become familiar with the phrase, "The American Dream." It was an English assignment where we had to write down its meaning and how it could be achieved. Prior to this assignment, I had always thought that The American Dream meant parents bringing their children to America so they could learn English and have a successful career. I mean that's what my parents did with my sister and me, right? My sister and I did learn English and while she went on to have a suitable job, I had the opportunity to pursue higher education. It was empowering knowing that I, a low-income, DACA recipient, and first-generation Hispanic student was able to conquer so much at a young age. Instead of hitting me straight in the face like it normally would, realization slowly presented itself and shamed me over time. The American Dream that I proudly flaunted as my own was never entirely mine to claim. The American Dream was not the success I gained growing up, but the sacrifices my parents made so that I even had a chance to see those opportunities before me. It is the glassy-eyed gaze my father wears every time he phones his family in Mexico City and it is the silly phrases my mom preaches to us like her parents once did. The American Dream is the intangible family bond that gives my parents the strength to risk their lives on a daily basis for my benefit. I know now that I only hold the beautifully bloomed flowers of the seeds my parents so arduously planted. My parents are The American Dream.

"Philippians 4:13 - I can do all things through him who strengthens me," I write on the side of my running shoes every time I buy a new pair. You may also find this phrase hidden between textbooks or messily scribbled on my forearm in preparation for an important event. It sounds so simple yet the words carry an immense weight to them that can uplift a person's spirit in times of need or simple daily life activities. I will not lie, my relationship with God has had many obstacles in the past due to my struggles with mental health as a teenager and young adult. Yet somehow I find comfort in small pieces of my loved ones that I know realize have shaped me into the person I am today. As a first generation college student, I have found myself lost many times and the unwavering desire to bring comfortable stability to my family weighs heavily on my shoulders. It is a stress that I share with other children of immigrant families who also came to America for a safer and brighter future. For as long as I can remember school has been my biggest priority and gateway to bringing success into my small family. The terrifying reality that my parents are at an age where they need to be taken care of by my sister and I settles in pretty frequently and is the main reason why I am grateful for every opportunity I can receive that will aid in my education. Being blessed with an amazing set of parents who supported my goals since I was a child was something I have always been grateful for. I am also eternally grateful for the gifts they have given me such as their sacrifices, encouragement, and unwavering faith in God. Fighting for a better future is something that will never change in my family and I know that broadening my education will be the push that my family and I need at this time. Knowing that I will always have God at my side through the good and bad provides me with the reassurance that I need to keep pushing forward. So I will keep on writing his words around me any chance I get because I know he is protecting me and guiding my family to a brighter life. He has been with me this far and I trust in his strength wholeheartedly.

Being a first-generation college student definitely has its obstacles because not only are we individuals who are creating a path of success for future generations, but we are also demonstrating to our parents that their hard work and sacrifices were worth it. Like many other Hispanic households, family has always been the priority, and that is a value that I do not plan on changing in my life. I was blessed enough to have an amazing set of parents who have always supported my goals in education and life in general. If there is one main goal in my entire life that I wish to accomplish, it is giving back to not only my parents but the entire community that raised me and made me the person that I am today.  I am eternally grateful for the opportunities I had because I have seen how difficult it was for my parents to leave their families and home countries behind for my sake. They struggled emotionally, financially, and especially with the language barrier. They overcame numerous obstacles by themselves, and it set the standard for the perseverance I now have to pursue my goals. Knowing that giving up is not a choice has allowed me to accept new challenges every day. I know how to communicate in Spanish and English because of my parents's sacrifices, and I hope to make them proud in the career that I pursue.  As someone who spent the majority of my life in the United States, it would be unfair to consider Mexico my only home. While I am extremely proud of my history and cultural background, living in the United States has allowed me to grow alongside my peers with diverse cultures. I will be pursuing a career in both business management and fashion design because of this freedom, which I would love to use to give back to my home country. Clothing is a basic essential that should be easily accessible and affordable for every human being. I believe the fashion industry is very important because it is a reflection of reality and can be a very powerful tool for representation in my community. Social media is widespread, and using it to make a positive impact, like opening people's eyes to the homelessness crisis in Mexico City, can bring in funding for supplies and necessities.  With my degree, I plan to use my creativity as a way to represent my culture in an area that is becoming more popular in the media. I believe Mexico has some of the most beautiful visuals and patterns that date back centuries. It would be great to showcase my culture to the world in the hopes that the attention would bring funding that could be used for charity. There are thousands of people in both Mexico and America who are living below their means, and although I am not capable at the moment, I know that one day I will be able to help them. There is no better feeling than being able to help people in need because life is unpredictable, and some difficult situations are unavoidable. Mexico is a beautiful country filled with incredible human beings who want to make the world a better place to live. I believe they, like anyone else in this world, deserve comfort, safety, and overall happiness while they are alive.

Imagine this, you are on stage, bright lights beaming down your face and hundreds of eyes fixing on you. Of course you are nervous, I mean, you just spent all afternoon fighting with your mother over lost music sheets and now you have to play your harp perfectly. Your school's concert is going well when all of the sudden, you see a commotion in the audience. You look over and there your parents are, Mom screaming out for help and Dad lying motionless on the ground. Now this doesn't sound like the beginning to a comedy series, but Netflix's very own 'Never Have I Ever' will have you second guessing yourself more than once as you watch. Despite the grim introduction, this series truly has some of everything. There is drama filled episodes that touch on high school romance, complex familial relationships, and common scholastic challenges that students face every day. I also think each character in the show has personality traits that are relatable and entertaining to watch unfold. Striving for the ideal high school experience all while maintaining a perfectly cultural home life is a challenge I know all too well. That is why whenever I was introduced to the main character, Devi Vishwakumar, I was instantly hooked. Watching this series felt like I was reliving my own high school experiences along with the characters and relishing in what was, at the time, the most important era of my life. Watching Devi and her friends attempt to climb their school's social ladder and strategically plan their entire high school life was incredibly hilarious. Despite how enjoyable and amusing the series is, the realness of Devi's life was emotional to watch. Seeing her navigate through the traumatizing death of a parent, her rocky relationship with her mother and the strenuous amount of academic pressure she places on herself leaves no room for boredom. As a first-generation college student, I also found difficulties navigating the college application system in an attempt to earn spots at the best schools. That is why Devi's diligence and enthusiasm for school was refreshing to see because we value education in the same way. Despite our similarities, Devi's competitiveness and rash decision making filled the series with moments of shock that resulted in the best cliffhangers for each episode. Another storyline that really sold this Netflix series to me was the representation of the complexity between mother-daughter relationships. I found myself relating to Devi's constant falling out with her mother over details, such as school and personal opinions. The show also highlighted the sacrifices immigrant parents make in order to secure bright and prosperous futures for their children. When my parents came to America, they did not know English at all and struggled to find promising jobs that would allow them to provide for my sister and me. There is a scene in 'Never Have I Ever' where Devi's mom is crying to her husband about not being able to communicate with the other women in town and she even questions moving to America at all. Her husband then reassures her that things will get better over time and that they need to face their challenges head on. This scene really stuck out to me because it made me wonder how many times my parents had to be there for each other in a country where everything is so unfamiliar and scary.   I would definietely recommend this show to anyone that would ask because it is so real. It has the humor of a comedy and great heartwarming scenes for the whole family to enjoy.