“Chemical Engineering is hard; you have to take a lot of science and math courses, and there aren’t many women in the program,” said the Dean at an open house during a recent college visit. That moment felt uninspiring. However, I found beauty in the challenge. The Dean's words only fueled my determination. I walked away, not discouraged, but with a renewed sense of purpose and a clear goal in mind. My career goal is to become a bilingual Chemical Engineer. Since the age of 10, I have wanted to become an Engineer, although, initially, I did not know that there were diverse types. I have always excelled in math. However, my love for Chemistry did not evolve until 10th grade. I was unsure about the path I wanted to take and wanted to find something that combined chemistry, problem-solving, and math. After some research, I discovered that chemical engineers are not confined to working at chemical plants but can hold nontraditional positions in the healthcare, beauty, entrepreneurship, and fashion industries. They also serve as visionaries through invention. This information piqued my fascination with Chemical Engineering. Discovering that opportunities are bountiful in my desired field and I can utilize my problem-solving skills in combination with chemistry and math has catapulted my desire to pursue my goals. My academic aspirations are complemented by a deep interest in using chemical engineering to revolutionize the cosmetic industry. I envision a future where sustainable beauty products, created through the principles of chemical engineering, not only enhance our natural features but also protect our planet. This vision is my driving force, motivating me to strive for positive change every day, and I am committed to making it a reality through my studies and future career in Chemical Engineering. But my aspirations go beyond personal success. I am deeply committed to mentoring young women of color, letting them know that it is possible to succeed in STEM. I want to support them in pursuing STEM careers and contributing to a more inclusive and equitable field. Through my work, I aim to make a meaningful impact on the cosmetic industry and the world by fostering innovation and inclusivity. This scholarship would not only allow me to pursue my goal of a debt-free degree but also enable me to give back. With the financial burden lifted, I can focus more on my studies and extracurricular activities, including initiatives aimed at helping others. My long-term goal is to support other students facing similar financial challenges, especially young women pursuing STEM degrees. By succeeding and giving back, I hope to create a ripple effect, empowering the next generation to overcome barriers and achieve their dreams. This scholarship is not just an investment in my future but in the futures of many others, I aim to uplift and inspire.

I have an unusual obsession with borrowing my father's T-shirts and sweatshirts, specifically his college gear. I feel this is a safe space to admit this. My earliest encounter with a Historically Black College/University (HBCU) occurred when I was just two years old. Accompanied by my parents, I stood in the esteemed halls of Howard University, my dad's alma mater. In a timeless photograph captured that day, I see the hope and pride radiating from my parent's eyes as they envision a bright future for me. The picture of myself with my family sitting on the wall at Howard is memorialized in my home, yet despite that fact, little did I know that I would one day follow in my dad's footsteps and embark on my journey at an HBCU. Eventually, my dad bought me a sweatshirt that said HU!! (Probably so I wouldn't borrow his anymore like that's going to happen). When I was a little girl, I used to sneak into my mom's room and try on her fragrances. As a pre-teen, I was diagnosed with depression and would spend long hours in my room, experimenting with different scents. During this time of isolation, I discovered that certain scents could evoke emotions and memories. This exploration of scents not only helped me cope with my depression but also sparked my interest in chemistry, leading me to discover a career path in chemical engineering. I want to be a person who helps bring out the best in people by creating solutions to problems and materials that directly impact our health and lifestyle. Since the age of ten, I have wanted to become an engineer. Attending North Carolina A&T, renowned for its strong chemical engineering program, will provide me with a solid foundation in this field. The academic environment, hands-on experiences, and mentorship at NCAT, particularly the opportunity to work in state-of-the-art facilities, will help me develop the expertise required to excel in chemical engineering and make a meaningful impact. I plan to use my time wisely as a student by joining organizations, securing internships during the summer, studying abroad for a semester, doing my best academically, and ultimately getting my master's degree in chemical engineering. Choosing to attend NCAT is deeply rooted in my desire to honor my heritage, embrace my identity, and seize the educational opportunities available for aspiring female engineers, often underrepresented in STEM. I look forward to the day my dad proudly wears his NCAT sweatshirt, and I promise I won't borrow his. My long-term career goal is to establish my own cosmetic company, which prioritizes producing clean products. As CEO, I will be committed to influencing sustainable practices and promoting diversity within the industry. By offering internships, outreach efforts, and empowerment retreats tailored to underrepresented groups, I hope to catalyze diversity and inclusion and contribute to closing the gender gap in STEM. My aspirations extend beyond personal success. I am unwavering in my dedication to mentoring young women of color and supporting them in their STEM journeys, just like the William Griggs Memorial Scholarship. By establishing free STEM camps in my community, I aim to equip girls with the tools they need to succeed in STEM. Obtaining a college education and being successful in my career will contribute to the success of others, a ripple effect. Ultimately, I want to establish a scholarship to support young women pursuing STEM careers, ensuring they have the resources to achieve their goals. This path requires tenacity, dedication, and a desire to inspire others, which I am committed to embodying throughout my journey.

I have an unusual obsession with borrowing my father's T-shirts and sweatshirts. I feel this is a safe space to admit this. My mom and dad stressed the significance of education to my younger brother and me as early as I can remember. This is memorialized in our family photos by a picture of a two-year-old version of myself, my mom, and my dad (before my brother was born) sitting on the wall at my father's alma mater, Howard University. Eventually, I would see that my family introduced me to thinking about life as a student at an HBCU very early. My dad eventually bought me a sweatshirt that said HU!!! (Probably so I wouldn't borrow his anymore.... like that's going to happen). Outside of borrowing my dad's sweatshirts, I enjoy reading, attending music concerts, playing volleyball, hanging out with family and friends, and collecting perfume. When I was a little girl, I used to sneak into my mom's room and try on her fragrances. As a pre-teen, I suffered from depression. I would spend long hours in my room, experimenting with different scents. During this time of isolation, I discovered that certain scents could evoke emotions and memories. This exploration of scents not only helped me cope with my depression but also sparked my interest in chemistry, leading me to discover my passion for chemical engineering. I want to be a person who helps bring out the best in people by creating solutions to problems and materials that directly impact our health and lifestyle. In the Fall, I will attend North Carolina A&T State University. However, despite my determination to fulfill my dream of attending an HBCU, the financial reality of higher education threatens to shatter my aspirations. The out-of-state tuition costs and no financial aid granted cast a shadow over my dreams. Obtaining this scholarship would help offset expenses like textbooks and activity fees. It would lift some of the financial burden off my family and affirm that my dreams are within reach. I look forward to the day when my dad proudly wears his NCAT sweatshirt, and I promise I won't borrow it. My parents have taught me the importance of giving back in my time, talents, and treasure. During one Christmas season, I came up with the idea that instead of exchanging gifts as a family, we could donate essentials like toiletries for men and women to a local shelter. My family jumped on the idea. We made 100 care packages for both men and women. The kids in the family individually signed their names on uplifting notes placed in each package. When we hand delivered the packages to the shelter, everyone, including the staff, was so appreciative. This experience instilled a sense of fulfillment and reinforced the values of generosity, compassion, and community service that my parents have always emphasized. It taught me that even small acts of kindness can make a big difference in the lives of others, and it has inspired me to continue finding ways to give back and positively impact my community.

"Allow me to assist you," my mom kindly offered to the stranger—an elderly woman struggling to load her groceries into her car. Despite the woman's initial refusal, my mom persisted, saying, "I don't mind at all." The woman's beaming smile in response resonated deeply with me. In that instant, my heart matched the smile, for this seemingly small act was a testament to my mom's unwavering willingness to aid anyone in need. While it may have been a modest gesture, it was at home where the values of community and helping others were instilled in me. Exemplifying a spirit of service in my everyday life has been a guiding principle instilled in me by my parents. From a young age, they have encouraged me to pursue extracurricular activities in and outside of school. Whether volunteering my time to local charities or taking on leadership roles such as Co-Class president of my senior class and Captain of my volleyball team, these opportunities are avenues to positively impact my community. My parents have taught me that service is not just a responsibility but a privilege and a source of fulfillment. Their guidance has shaped my outlook on life, motivating me to lead with integrity and a steadfast commitment to serving others. One of my earliest ventures was collaborating with a local hospital for a coat drive initiative during the Christmas season. While most were excitedly planning gift exchanges, I opted to use my resources to buy coats for those in need. Hand-selecting each coat, I envisioned the smiles they would bring and the warmth they would provide during colder months. Engaging in the distribution process was more than just a task; it was an opportunity to directly impact lives and offer warmth and support where it was needed most. I also had the privilege of volunteering at a local food pantry that provides aid to families and individuals facing crises in the inner city. This experience opened my eyes to the realities of food insecurity and ignited a more profound sense of empathy. As I helped prepare baskets filled with essentials, I recognized the value of dignified assistance – knowing that a simple act could alleviate burdens and inspire hope. My involvement in Habitat for Humanity's Restore and Reuse program was another avenue through which I contributed to the community's well-being. Assisting customers in finding needed items, pricing and packaging donations, and ensuring an organized store environment became integral parts of my routine. This experience taught me the significance of resourcefulness and sustainability. My active participation in sports, school activities, and community service has significantly shaped who I am today. These experiences have taught me the importance of dedication, hard work, and giving back to others, values that I carry with me in everything I do. Through my involvement in extracurricular activities, I've learned firsthand the importance of being a beacon of positivity and a giver of support, which I believe are essential for building a strong and connected community where everyone can thrive. These experiences have taught me that by uplifting those around us and fostering a sense of unity and belonging, we can create a community where everyone feels valued and empowered to reach their full potential.

Very few people knew my deepest secret: I had straight Ds by middle school. By ninth grade, I was a solid F. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t become A or B material. I became adept at externally hiding my Fs, but internally, I was embarrassed and ashamed. I stopped playing basketball, a sport I had loved since I was ten years old because having Fs made participating impossible. Eventually, carrying the weight of my Fs became so awkward and uncomfortable that I began to shy away from physical activity altogether. When my friends used to compare their As and Bs proudly, I would quickly find an excuse to remove myself from the conversation. While my peers were enjoying the perks of puberty, the weight of my breast size was dragging me down. Having a small frame didn't help; I looked and felt awkward. I opted for baggy clothes, often going up two sizes to help mask my secret Fs. Online, at-home school during the pandemic relieved me from the stress and embarrassment of carrying around my Fs. However, when it was time to go back to in-person school, I opted to wear two sports bras to cover how endowed I had become. Because of the rapid increase in size, my parents took me to the pediatrician, who recommended a breast reduction. However, the referral for surgery was denied because of my age. This rejection intensified my self-consciousness, and I withdrew from social activities, seeking solace in the confines of my room. I discovered a passion within this sanctuary that would become a transformative force in my life—fragrances. I had been introduced to the world of perfume at a young age by my mother, a fragrance lover, and I found comfort in the art of scents during high school. Perfume became an escape and a source of confidence when my appearance made me feel less than. The ability of different scents to evoke distinct emotions fascinated me, and my love for chemistry blossomed from my internal battle with my self-image. The age of fifteen marked a significant turning point. I was finally approved for reconstructive surgery. This milestone was unique, as my surgeon noted that I was one of the youngest patients to undergo such a procedure. The catalyst for this approval lay in a heartfelt letter to my surgeon articulating the profound physical and mental impact of carrying the weight of my Fs. The surgery not only alleviated the physical discomfort I had endured for years, but it also lifted my emotional weight. It symbolized not just the reconstruction of my body but the reconstruction of my self-image and confidence. The journey from F to B encapsulated a change in my physical appearance and a metamorphosis of my mindset. It represents the resilience and courage to confront and overcome challenges. As I move forward to new challenges with renewed confidence, I aspire to become a chemical engineer who creates environmentally conscious beauty products. I am committed to providing a space for individuals who, like me, have experienced the weight of shame and self-consciousness. I aim to craft fragrances and beauty products that enhance one’s sense of self and contribute to a sustainable and inclusive beauty industry. The struggles that shaped my journey have become the driving force behind my goal to make a positive impact within my community. By harnessing my experiences, I am determined to create products that empower individuals, enabling them to embrace their unique identities confidently, one delightful aroma at a time.

When I pre-filled my calendar with the upcoming tournaments and practice days, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through me. After three years of dedicated participation, I had become accustomed to being an integral part of my club volleyball team. Expectations ran high as I eagerly anticipated another season of growth, competition, and camaraderie. Little did I know that an unexpected obstacle would test my resilience and determination. The news of being cut from my club volleyball team hit me like a thunderbolt, shattering my expectations and leaving me reeling with disbelief and disappointment. At the same time, my best friend excitedly shared the news of her successful tryout, her joy contrasting starkly with my feelings of rejection. Holding back tears, I congratulated her, masking my disappointment in not making the team. Suddenly, the familiar rhythm of practices, matches, and team bonding was replaced by an overwhelming sense of uncertainty and self-doubt. Amidst this setback, I grappled with questions of my worth, abilities, and place in the sport that had been such a significant part of my life. However, as the initial shock began to subside, I realized that this obstacle presented an opportunity for growth and self-reflection. Rather than allowing myself to be consumed by feelings of defeat, I channeled my energy into turning this setback into a stepping stone towards personal and athletic development. I hurried to find another team to try out for, seizing every opportunity to showcase my skills and prove my worth. I tried out and made another team. Despite the logistical challenges of the fifty-minute drive to and from practice twice a week, my parents supported my passion, driving me to and from practice and cheering me on from the sidelines. Being cut from the team was a humbling experience. It forced me to reassess my approach to the sport and reevaluate my capabilities. Instead of succumbing to defeat, I chose to view this setback as a catalyst for personal growth and improvement. I recognized that if I wanted to continue pursuing my passion for volleyball, I would need to work harder and strive for excellence with even greater determination. This realization led to a renewed commitment to my athletic pursuits. I dedicated myself to rigorous training and practice, pushing myself to new limits and honing my skills relentlessly. This experience taught me the invaluable lesson of never taking anything for granted. I learned never to assume that success is guaranteed or that my place on the team is secure. Instead, I adopted a mindset of humility and gratitude. My parents made immense sacrifices by rearranging their schedules and sacrificing their time and comfort to ensure I could attend extra practices and training sessions. Their belief in me fueled my determination and inspired me to push harder. Ultimately, being cut from the club volleyball team taught me the importance of perseverance through adversity and the profound impact of steadfast support from my loved ones. It reminded me that setbacks are not the end of the road but the beginning of a new chapter filled with opportunities for growth, learning, and self-discovery.

Very few people knew my deepest secret: I had straight Ds by middle school. By ninth grade, I was a solid F. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t become A or B material. I became adept at externally hiding my Fs, but internally, I was embarrassed and ashamed. I had to stop playing basketball, a sport I had loved since I was ten years old because having Fs made participating impossible. Eventually, carrying the weight of my Fs became so awkward and uncomfortable that I began to shy away from physical activity altogether. When my friends used to compare their As and Bs proudly, I would quickly find an excuse to remove myself from the conversation. While my peers were enjoying the perks of puberty, the weight of my breast size was dragging me down. Having a small frame didn't help; I looked and felt awkward. I opted for baggy clothes, often going up two sizes to help mask my secret Fs. Online, at-home school during the pandemic relieved me from the stress and embarrassment of carrying around my Fs. However, when it was time to go back to in-person school, I opted to wear two sports bras to cover how endowed I had become. Because of the rapid increase in size, my parents took me to the pediatrician, who recommended a breast reduction. This glimmer of hope was dampened when, unfortunately, the referral for surgery was denied because of my age. This rejection intensified my self-consciousness, and I withdrew from social activities, seeking solace in the confines of my room. I discovered a passion within this sanctuary that would become a transformative force in my life—fragrances. I had been introduced to the world of perfume at a young age by my mother, a fragrance lover, and I found comfort in the art of scents during high school. Perfume became an escape and a source of confidence when my appearance made me feel less than. The ability of different scents to evoke distinct emotions fascinated me, and my love for chemistry blossomed from my internal battle with my self-image. The age of 15 marked a significant turning point. I was finally approved for reconstructive surgery. This milestone was unique, as my surgeon noted that I was one of the youngest to undergo such a procedure. The catalyst for this approval lay in a heartfelt letter to my surgeon articulating the profound physical and mental impact of carrying the weight of my Fs. The surgery not only alleviated the physical discomfort I had endured for years, but it also lifted my emotional weight. It symbolized not just the reconstruction of my body but the reconstruction of my self-image and confidence. The journey from F to B encapsulated a change in my physical appearance and a metamorphosis of my mindset. It represents the resilience and courage to confront and overcome challenges. As I move forward to new challenges with renewed confidence, I aspire to become a chemical engineer who creates environmentally conscious beauty products. I am committed to providing a space for individuals who, like me, have experienced the weight of shame and self-consciousness. The personal struggles that have shaped my journey are the driving force behind my goal to make a positive impact. Through my commitment to creating products that embrace individuality and champion sustainability and inclusivity, I aspire to redefine beauty standards and foster a sense of empowerment and acceptance globally.

Twenty-two times, I've logged into my Netflix account and watched Neon Genesis Evangelion from start to finish. I am captivated by the mesmerizing dance of visuals, intricately choreographed to harmonize with the rich tapestry of stories within each episode. Each character's meticulously curated color palettes seamlessly intertwine with their distinct personalities. It's not just a matter of character style; even the giant mechas they pilot are a perfect match, effortlessly reflecting their traits without the characters themselves needing to spell it out. It's a remarkable synergy that adds depth and dimension to the storytelling. Take, for example, Asuka Langley, a young girl with a fiery, strong, and independent personality. Her daring and boisterous demeanor mirrors her color palette, consisting of bold tones, particularly shades of red and orange, that command attention. The psychological depth, complexity, and symbolism woven into the fabric of each character and storyline in Neon Genesis Evangelion is a narrative masterpiece. Shinji Ikari, the main character, grapples with a profound challenge—his fear of piloting Eva because he's only 14 years old and isn't an experienced pilot like his peers. However, as the episodes unfold, Shinji's mental health issues with anxiety, parental relationship issues, and depression are uncovered, making the storyline compelling through his journey. The raw and realistic portrayal of every character's inner and outer monologue sets this series apart. I've formed deep connections with nearly every character with each successive viewing, albeit for different reasons. This connection allowed me to empathize with each character, irrespective of their alignment as heroes or villains. The series transcends the typical boundaries of an animated series. It becomes a mirror reflecting the spectrum of human emotions, from the brightest moments of joy to the darkest corners of despair. In their flaws and triumphs, the characters become a mirror to our struggles and victories, resonating with a depth beyond the surface of a traditional storyline. What never ceases to astound me is the writers' ability to deconstruct and confront issues like mental health, feelings of inadequacy, and abuse within the confines of an animated series, constantly leaving me in awe. Adding symbolism is a captivating layer that enriches this anime's psychological and visual facets. It's a treasure trove of religious and philosophical references that, on my initial viewing, I might have only grazed the surface of. However, after multiple rewatches, I've gained an appreciation for the intricate web of connections that these references weave throughout the series. It's a testament to the depth and thoughtfulness of Neon Genesis Evangelion's storytelling. The appeal of Neon Genesis Evangelion lies in its endless replay value. With each viewing, there's always something new to discover, keeping me on my toes and defying predictability. Watching this anime for the first time, I would insist that the viewer has an open mind. The show has many subtle hints that a first-time viewer wouldn't catch. The multifaceted symbolism, open to various interpretations, sparks fantastic conversations that allow me to connect with others over my unique perspectives on scenes, characters, and themes. What puts the cherry on top is the unforgettable and distinctive soundtrack. It's so captivating that I've even taken the step of owning a CD, which becomes my solace after a long school day. My collection of mangas, figurines, and CDs speaks volumes about my deep connection with this series. As I embark on my twenty-third rewatch, it's clear that its allure remains as potent as ever.

"We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give" - Winston Churchill. "Allow me to assist you," my mom kindly offered to the stranger—an elderly woman struggling to load her groceries into her car. Despite the woman's initial refusal, my mom persisted, saying, "I don't mind at all." The woman's beaming smile in response resonated deeply with me. In that instant, my heart matched the smile, for this seemingly small act was a testament to my mom's unwavering willingness to aid anyone in need. While it may have been a modest gesture, it was at home where the values of community and helping others were instilled in me. Exemplifying a spirit of excellence in my everyday life has been a guiding principle forged at home. My parents have instilled in me the drive to pursue excellence in school and beyond. Whether taking responsibility for my younger brother, managing my household chores, or serving as the Co-Class president of my senior class and Captain of my volleyball team, I see these roles as opportunities to model excellence and inspire others to become the best versions of themselves. My academic achievements have been a testament to my commitment to excellence. Consistently achieving honor roll status underscores my dedication to maintaining a high standard of excellence in my studies. This academic excellence reflects my commitment to setting an example for my peers and encouraging them to strive to do their best. At the crossroads of my school and community, I found the platform to channel my passion for giving back. One of my earliest ventures was collaborating with a local hospital for a coat drive initiative during the Christmas season. While most were excitedly planning gift exchanges, I opted to use my resources to buy coats for those in need. Hand-selecting each coat, I envisioned the smiles they would bring and the warmth they would provide during the colder months. Engaging in the distribution process was more than just a task; it was an opportunity to directly impact lives and offer warmth and support where it was needed most. I also had the privilege of volunteering at a local food pantry that provides aid to families and individuals facing crises in the inner city. This experience opened my eyes to the realities of food insecurity and ignited a more profound sense of empathy. As I helped prepare baskets filled with essentials, I recognized the value of dignified assistance – knowing that a simple act could alleviate burdens and inspire hope. My involvement in Habitat for Humanity's Restore and Reuse program was another avenue through which I contributed to the community's well-being. Assisting customers in finding needed items, pricing and packaging donations, and ensuring an organized store environment became integral parts of my routine. This experience taught me the significance of resourcefulness and sustainability. My experiences in sports, academics, and community service have significantly influenced my dedication to excellence and giving back, much like the commitment exemplified by Mrs. Harriett Russell Carr. These experiences have instilled in me the values of dedication, hard work, and a spirit of service that I carry daily. Receiving the Harriett Russell Carr Memorial Scholarship would honor her enduring legacy and serve as a powerful motivator for me to persist in my pursuit of excellence while positively impacting others, mirroring the way she lived her life.

"Allow me to assist you," my mom kindly offered to the stranger—an elderly woman struggling to load her groceries into her car. Despite the woman's initial refusal, my mom persisted, saying, "I don't mind at all." The woman's beaming smile in response resonated deeply with me. In that instant, my heart matched the smile, for this seemingly small act was a testament to my mom's unwavering willingness to aid anyone in need. While it may have been a modest gesture, it was at home where the values of community and helping others were instilled in me. As I reflect on why community service is essential, I am compelled to delve into the journey that led me to actively contribute to its betterment and explore my deep-rooted connections within my community. One of my earliest ventures involved collaborating with a local hospital for a coat drive initiative. While most were excitedly planning gift exchanges, I opted to use my resources to buy coats for those in need. Hand-selecting each coat, I envisioned the smiles they would bring and the warmth they would provide during colder months. Engaging in the distribution process was more than just a task; it was an opportunity to impact lives directly and to offer warmth and support where it was needed most. I had the privilege of collaborating with a local food pantry that provides aid to families and individuals facing crises in Baltimore City. This experience opened my eyes to the realities of food insecurity and ignited a more profound sense of empathy. As I helped prepare baskets filled with essentials, I recognized the value of dignified assistance – knowing that a simple act could alleviate burdens and inspire hope. My involvement in Habitat for Humanity's Restore and Reuse program was another avenue through which I contributed to the community's well-being. Assisting customers in finding needed items, pricing and packaging donations, and ensuring an organized store environment became integral parts of my routine. This experience taught me the significance of resourcefulness and sustainability. By extending the life of donated goods, we reduced waste and provided affordable options for those seeking everyday products. My dedication extended to working with middle school kids from public and private schools. By volunteering my time and knowledge, I sought to empower young minds to navigate the world of academia. Guiding them in subjects like math, I witnessed their growth and development. This experience reiterated that community is about interconnection and mutual support. Through these experiences, I've learned that community is a two-way street. The more I invest, the more I receive – not in material gains but in the bonds forged, lessons learned, and growth. Looking ahead, I am inspired to continue this journey of community commitment while also pursuing my goals to become a chemical engineer. As I aspire to play an active role in shaping a community that is inclusive, supportive, and driven by compassion, I also envision utilizing my engineering knowledge to create innovative solutions that address real-world challenges my community faces. My journey has solidified my belief in the transformative power of community connections. Just as Bishop Ron O. Beazer Sr. dedicated his life to improving the lives of others, I'm driven to continue fostering these connections, sharing experiences, and working hand in hand with my community to shape a brighter, more promising future for all. Through unity, empathy, and determination, I can contribute meaningfully to my community, positively impact the world, and ultimately create a scholarship to help others reach once unattainable heights.

As the first rays of dawn stretched into my bedroom, a hushed conversation between my grandmother and mother reached my ears. Their whispered words revealed a sense of urgency, "Today is the day," my grandmother murmured. Wide awake, I had grown accustomed to these pre-dawn exchanges since my grandmother moved in with us. Nights echoed with her moans and the sound of her pain reverberating through the walls that separated us. I had become an unintentional eavesdropper, monitoring her well-being through those long nights. Losing my grandmother, Nia, was like losing a part of myself. She battled uterine cancer with incredible courage. Before her second chemotherapy session, her long locs were replaced with a shaved head. Yet, she defied adversity by adopting wigs and experimenting with new looks. Nia's ability to infuse humor into the situation astounded me. She transformed a challenging experience into a platform for creativity and resilience. Amid it all, my education and career aspirations were profoundly impacted. Witnessing my grandmother's strength in the face of adversity inspired me to embrace the challenges of pursuing a career in Chemical Engineering. Her journey taught me perseverance is the key to overcoming even the most daunting obstacles. Nia's courage in the face of uncertainty galvanized my commitment to pursuing a career path known for its challenges. Nia's legacy goes beyond her battles. Her unwavering love and our family's support created an environment where she could live her final days with dignity, surrounded by those who cherished her. The determination she displayed is a lesson that resonates in my life. As I embark on my journey towards becoming a Chemical Engineer, I carry her bravery within me, ready to face any challenges that come my way. In the aftermath of loss, I find solace in the memory of Nia's resilience. Her story has instilled within me a profound sense of purpose. I am driven by the memory of her strength and the desire to contribute positively to the field of Chemical Engineering. Like Nia, I am determined to transform challenges into opportunities and embrace every facet of my journey with unwavering resolve. As I chart my path, I know Nia's legacy will continue to guide me. Her humor, love, and resilience have become a part of who I am, propelling me forward as I pursue my education and career goals. The lessons learned from her life's challenges inspire me to embrace life's uncertainties and approach my academic and professional pursuits with the same determination she exhibited in her battle against cancer.

Embarking on a journey toward an extraordinary future, I envision myself as a bilingual Chemical Engineer poised to revolutionize sustainable technologies, forge global connections, and inspire sweeping waves of positive change.

May 20th, 2022, was the first time I ever saw Everything Everywhere All at Once by Daniel Scheinert and Daniel Kwan. It is about an interdimensional rupture that unravels reality, an unlikely hero must channel her newfound powers to fight bizarre and bewildering dangers from the multiverse as the fate of the world hangs in the balance. On the surface, it may seem like a simple sci-fi, but the composing elements in the movie have greatly impacted my life. The 'everything bagel’ in the movie is a symbol of everything the character holds dear, even the mundane. Viewers are left to understand that even the hole in the middle of the bagel represents the feeling of looking at life as a pointless void at its core. This movie was able to make me appreciate the small things in life simply from a bagel. During 2020, a time when the world stood still, my confidence plummeted and the lack of outside communication led to my overconsumption of media. Going through puberty while seeing women who looked nothing like me, knocked my confidence to the lowest it’s ever been. I was convinced that I had to change how I presented myself to conform to popular aesthetics and be like the other well-liked girls on social media. When my confidence in myself dropped, so did my confidence in other things. I found myself not being able to enjoy my favorite activities and it was not only due to things being shut down during the pandemic, but from a lack of interest. I did not believe that these things mattered and that I simply was not skilled enough to do them. During the two years prior to this movie’s existence, I worked on myself. I attended various therapy sessions and grew stronger connections with my family and friends. I also took time off social media and practiced loving myself as I am. But my confidence still wavered and sometimes it felt like the whole world was weighing on my shoulders. I still felt this lingering, nihilistic view on life. I held a certain contempt for just about everything, that is until I saw this movie. It was not until then that I recognized these fleeting emotions were truly brought on by me. I realized that although we may not know what our life will hold in the future, we should appreciate it all. There are only so many volleyball games to play, movies to watch, and report cards to get. It depends on if we decided to get sucked into the void of the bagel, or continue to add more seeds of hope, wishes, and will. The main character, Evelyn Wang goes through this deep cycle of regret after she sees herself in multiple different universes. These scenes are another part of the movie that moved me to tears. I had a former tendency to put myself down. This film taught me that you should not live with regret over things that are not in your control. The steps that you take to get to where you are, are the ones in which you were meant to walk. This movie had a great impact on my young life for the reasons listed above. I am eager to continue my quest for knowledge in pursuit of higher education. I will take these principles in life with me to the next level of my education and eventually manifest them in service to my community.