Some of the most defining moments of my life came from experiences I never would have chosen but they became the reason I know exactly what I’m working toward. Losing my mother and later living in a shelter while trying to stay focused in school forced me to see life differently at a young age. I didn’t have the option to pause or fall behind I had to keep going, even when things felt uncertain. There were days when I felt like I was carrying more than I could handle, balancing grief, instability, and responsibility all at once. But those moments taught me resilience in a way nothing else could. They showed me that even when life feels unpredictable, I still have control over how I respond. At the same time, working in my grandfather’s bakery gave me something steady to hold onto. It was where I learned discipline, consistency, and the value of hard work. While other parts of my life felt unstable, the bakery showed me that it was possible to build something lasting. My grandfather didn’t just teach me how to bake he taught me how to show up, stay committed, and take pride in what I do. Because of these experiences, my sense of purpose is rooted in both understanding struggle and wanting to create change. I am pursuing a degree in forensic accounting not just for a career, but to use my knowledge to help others. Through my future foundation, TrueToMe, I want to support

Service, for me, is about turning lived experience into action that creates change for others. It started in small, personal ways helping my tutor, an older adult who relied on a walker and cane. She spent over a decade helping me grow in reading and writing, and in return, I supported her with daily tasks like organizing her studio, carrying materials, and preparing for events. That experience taught me that service isn’t always formal it’s often quiet, consistent, and rooted in gratitude. My commitment to service grew stronger during junior high when I joined the Junior Honor Society. For three years, I worked closely with my community and learned how to give back in meaningful ways. One of the most impactful experiences was raising money for UNICEF to support children and mothers in developing countries. During Halloween, I went door to door with a donation jar, asking my neighbors to contribute to something bigger than all of us. That moment pushed me out of my comfort zone and showed me that even small efforts can make a global impact. Those early experiences shaped how I see service today not just as an act, but as a responsibility. As I continued my education, I realized I wanted to serve on a larger scale, especially in communities like my own. That is why I am pursuing my bachelor’s degree in forensic accounting. I want to use my education to address issues that often go unnoticed, particularly financial mismanagement and lack of transparency in underserved communities. In my community of Glenville, I’ve seen how limited access to financial information can affect people’s lives. When funds are mismanaged or not properly distributed, it directly impacts opportunities, resources, and trust. Too often, people are left without answers or the tools to understand what is happening. I want to change that. After earning my degree, I plan to create an initiative called CleTruthFunds. This platform will focus on providing citizens with clear, accessible information about mishandled or misused funds. My goal is to break down complex financial systems into something people can understand, so they can hold systems accountable. I believe transparency is a form of service when people have access to the truth, they are empowered to advocate for themselves and their communities. Through CleTruthFunds, I hope to create a space where individuals are informed, supported, and no longer left in the dark about resources meant to serve them. This work is not just about numbers it’s about fairness, accountability, and giving people the knowledge they deserve. My journey has taught me that service evolves. It can begin with helping one person and grow into impacting entire communities. From supporting my tutor, to raising funds for global causes, to now pursuing a career that promotes transparency, each step has prepared me for the next. Earning my degree in forensic accounting is not just a personal goal it is a tool I will use to serve others. I am committed to using my knowledge to create change, advocate for my community, and build systems that are more transparent and equitable. Through my work and future initiatives, I will continue to live a life of service one that is intentional, impactful, and rooted in giving others the opportunity to succeed.

I was studying for exams with one eye on my books and the other on my child, wondering how I would build a future from a place that never felt like home.The most challenging part of being both a student and a single parent is that life doesn’t slow down for either role. Every responsibility overlaps. While I’m working toward deadlines and trying to stay focused in school, I’m also making sure my child is cared for, supported, and safe. That reality became even more intense when we were living in a shelter. During that time, I wasn’t just trying to succeed in school I was trying to create stability in a situation where everything felt temporary. Living in a shelter while raising my child forced me to grow in ways I never expected. There was no consistent routine, no quiet place to study, and no guarantee of what the next day would look like. But even in that uncertainty, I held onto my education. There were nights when my child would fall asleep, and instead of resting, I would stay up studying, determined not to fall behind. Those moments were exhausting, but they were also defining. They reminded me that even in the hardest conditions, I was still capable of moving forward. Pursuing my degree in accounting has given me a sense of direction during all of this. Accounting is about structure, precision, and building something that lasts everything my life has been missing at times. I chose this path because I want to create financial stability, not just for myself, but for my child. I want to understand how to build a foundation that can’t be easily shaken, so that my child grows up with security instead of uncertainty. Being a single parent means every decision I make carries more weight. There are moments when I feel stretched thin, trying to balance school, responsibilities, and the emotional energy it takes to keep going. But my child is the reason I don’t give up. Every late night, every challenge, and every sacrifice is tied to creating a better future for both of us. My experiences have also shaped a bigger purpose. I don’t just want to succeed for myself I want to give back. I know what it feels like to be a mother trying to hold everything together while facing instability. In the future, I want to use my education in accounting to help build a foundation for mothers in need whether that means providing financial guidance, creating support systems, or opening opportunities for those who feel stuck. I want to be part of something that gives other mothers the chance to rebuild, just like I am working to do now. This scholarship would mean more than financial support it would be a step toward stability. It would allow me to focus more on my education without the constant stress of how to manage every expense. It would give me the opportunity to fully invest in my future and continue moving forward with fewer barriers.More importantly, this scholarship would impact my child’s future. It would help me complete my degree and move into a career that provides security, consistency, and growth. It would allow me to create a life where we are no longer defined by struggle, but by progress and opportunity. My journey has been shaped by hardship, but it has also been shaped by resilience. Living in a shelter, raising my child on my own, and pursuing my education at the same time has tested me but it has also strengthened me. This scholarship would not just support where I am now; it would help me build the future I’ve been working toward for myself, my child, and for other mothers who deserve the same chance to succeed.

The day I lost my mom, my life split into two parts before her, and everything after; before, I had stability and certainty, and after, I had to learn how to keep going without both.Before she passed, she was the one constant I never questioned—the person who made everything feel steady, even when life wasn’t. When she was gone, that sense of stability disappeared overnight. There wasn’t time to fully process the loss, because life didn’t pause for me. Instead, everything shifted, and I had to adjust faster than I was ready for.Before she passed, she was the one constant I never questioned the person who made everything feel steady, even when life wasn’t. When she was gone, that sense of stability disappeared overnight. There wasn’t time to fully process the loss, because life didn’t pause for me. Instead, everything shifted, and I had to adjust faster than I was ready for. For the next two to three years, I lived in a shelter. That experience forced me to grow up quickly. Things that once felt normal privacy, routine, even having a quiet place to think became uncertain. School, which used to feel like just another responsibility, became one of the only places where I could find consistency. But even then, it wasn’t easy. Grief doesn’t stop for assignments or deadlines, and there were days when just showing up felt like the biggest accomplishment. One of the most important lessons my mom taught me was to keep going, even when things are difficult. She believed effort mattered more than perfection, and that giving up was never an option. During my time in the shelter, that lesson became something I held onto every day. When everything around me felt unstable, I reminded myself that I didn’t need to have everything figured out I just needed to keep moving forward. Over time, I began to see school differently. It wasn’t just something I had to do; it became a way for me to build a future. It gave me structure when everything else felt uncertain. Even when I felt behind or overwhelmed, I stayed committed, understanding that small steps could still lead to progress.Losing my mom and living in a shelter shaped me in ways I didn’t choose. There were moments of doubt, frustration, and exhaustion, but those experiences also built resilience. I learned how to adapt, stay focused, and push through challenges, even when circumstances weren’t ideal. I still feel my mom’s absence, especially during important moments in my life. But her influence remains in how I approach challenges and in the determination I carry with me. My journey hasn’t been easy, but it has given me purpose. I am not just working toward my own success I am continuing the lessons she taught me, proving to myself that even after loss, I can keep moving forward.

What makes me different is that I carry both struggle and purpose with me. I come from a low income background, and as a Black American woman, I have grown up understanding that success often requires resilience, faith, and determination. I have experienced challenges that could have caused me to lose hope, but instead they gave me perspective. Rather than allowing hardship to define me, I chose to let it strengthen me. My experiences have shaped me into someone who values perseverance, compassion, and using every obstacle as motivation to keep moving forward. I believe my uniqueness comes from the way I balance ambition with empathy. I have strong goals for myself, including earning a degree in Forensic Accounting, obtaining my real estate license, and creating long term financial stability for my family. However, I never want personal success to disconnect me from the people and communities that shaped me. I know what it feels like to watch a parent struggle, to feel the stress that financial hardship can bring into a household, and to wonder if opportunities will ever come. Because of that, I move through life with compassion for others and an understanding that many people are fighting silent battles. Another thing that makes me different is my ability to turn pain into purpose. Growing up, I watched hardworking mothers sacrifice for their children while working long hours. I saw neighbors share food and support one another even when they had little themselves. I saw people continue showing kindness while carrying burdens no one else could see. Those experiences taught me that strength is not always loud or visible. Sometimes strength looks like waking up every day, continuing to work, and refusing to let difficult circumstances change your character. Those lessons became part of who I am. I leverage my uniqueness by leading through example, even when I may not realize who is watching. I understand that influence does not always come from public recognition or a large platform. Sometimes the greatest impact comes through everyday choices. When I continue pursuing my education despite setbacks, someone may see that perseverance is possible. When I volunteer at places like the Greater Cleveland Food Bank or help in my church and community, someone may be reminded that kindness still matters. When I carry myself with dignity and confidence, another young Black girl may begin to believe she can do the same. I think often about the people who inspired me without even knowing it. Miss Celia, a woman in my neighborhood, was the first in her family to attend college for Civil Engineering. She showed me that excellence can come from humble beginnings. Even with her accomplishments, she remained generous and often shared food and resources with others. She may never know how much simply watching her changed the way I saw my own future. That taught me something powerful: people are always watching how we live, how we treat others, and how we respond to hardship. Because of that lesson, I try to be intentional with the way I move through life. I want younger students to see someone who came from struggle but still chose growth. I want people facing delays to see that setbacks are temporary. I want those who feel overlooked to know that their dreams are still valid. Even when I am simply studying, working hard, helping a neighbor, or encouraging someone, I know it may reach a person I never meet.

My mother has had the greatest positive impact on my life because she has shown me, through every stage of my life, what true resilience, kindness, and determination look like. She is a first generation Haitian American woman who has always worked to create opportunities not only for herself, but for our family. Before I was even born, she was already making sacrifices for my future. While enrolled in her Construction Operations program, she was the only first generation Haitian American woman in the program, received no financial support, and was six months pregnant with me. Even with those challenges, she continued her education and refused to let hardship stop her. Knowing that she carried both me and the weight of those responsibilities at the same time has always inspired me. Growing up in a low income household came with many struggles that shaped me emotionally and mentally. Financial instability often created stress, uncertainty, and anxiety about the future. I became aware at a young age of pressures many children should not have to think about. Over the past five years especially, I watched my mother carry the burden of trying to provide, solve problems, and keep our family moving forward despite constant obstacles. Seeing her exhausted at times, yet still showing up every day, deeply impacted my mental health because I felt the stress alongside her and wanted to help in any way I could. What impacted me even more was the way my mother handled those hardships. She never allowed struggle to turn her bitter. Instead, she remained kind, generous, and compassionate to everyone around her. Even when dealing with her own financial stress, she still found time to volunteer and give back to children at our Baptist church. She encouraged others, supported families in need, and gave her energy to people who needed love and guidance. Watching her serve others while carrying her own burdens taught me that character is revealed most during difficult times. My mother has also impacted me by teaching me emotional strength. She showed me how to stay calm during chaos, how to keep faith during uncertainty, and how to continue moving forward when life feels unfair. She taught me that setbacks are temporary and that dignity comes from how you respond to adversity. Whenever I have doubted myself, I think about everything she overcame, and it reminds me that I come from strength. As I turned seventeen, I developed a strong interest in financial literacy after seeing how financial hardship can affect a family’s opportunities, peace, and stability. I became determined to understand budgeting, saving, credit, and wealth building so I could create a different future. That passion inspired me to pursue a degree in Accounting. Everything I hope to accomplish is connected to the example my mother set. She taught me perseverance through her sacrifices, compassion through her service, and ambition through her determination. Her life has shown me that even in struggle, it is possible to lead with grace and purpose. I want to honor everything she has done by succeeding in school, helping others, and building the kind of future she always believed I could achieve.

I am Nakya Young, a first-generation Haitian American, low-income college student currently pursuing an accounting degree with a concentration in forensic accounting. As a student with dyslexia and ADHD, navigating the college application and enrollment process was one of the most challenging experiences of my academic journey. While higher education is often presented as a clear path forward, the process felt overwhelming for me due to the heavy emphasis on standardized requirements, extensive reading, and strict deadlines that did not always align with how I learn. Living with dyslexia and ADHD meant that tasks such as completing applications, writing personal statements, and organizing deadlines required significantly more time and effort. At times, I questioned whether colleges would be able to recognize my potential beyond my learning differences. This uncertainty was emotionally taxing, especially as a first-generation student without generational guidance to help me navigate the process. I often felt pressure to succeed while silently managing challenges that were not always visible to others. These experiences reshaped how I view higher education. They highlighted the need for colleges to foster environments that support diverse learning styles rather than expecting students to conform to a single standard. When institutions provide clear communication, accessible resources, and inclusive teaching practices, students with learning differences are better positioned to succeed academically and personally. As I continue my academic journey, I use my experiences to advocate for greater awareness and inclusion for students with learning differences. Living with dyslexia and ADHD has strengthened my resilience, problem solving abilities, and determination qualities that are essential in my field of study. As an accounting major with a concentration in forensic accounting, I am drawn to a discipline that values precision, accountability, and ethical responsibility. My experiences navigating systems that were not designed for me have fueled my desire to contribute to systems that are transparent, fair, and inclusive. This journey has taught me that inclusion is not optional—it is essential. Students with learning differences bring valuable perspectives, creativity, and perseverance to academic communities. When given the proper support, they can thrive and contribute meaningfully to their fields. By sharing my story and continuing to advocate for equitable educational practices, I hope to help create pathways that allow all students, regardless of learning differences, to pursue higher education with confidence and support.I have continuously had hard time with multiple applications and reaching out to advisors for information and help.

One volunteering experience that had a meaningful impact on both my community and my personal growth was my involvement with The People Project, an organization dedicated to supporting first generation, low income students. Through this organization, I helped organize and support student-centered events focused on college readiness, access to resources, and community building. These events were designed to provide students with information, encouragement, and a sense of belonging things that are often missing for students navigating higher education for the first time. One specific event I helped organize was a college preparation and resource workshop for first-generation students. The goal of the event was to create a welcoming space where students could learn about college pathways, financial aid, scholarships, and academic expectations while also connecting with mentors and peers who shared similar backgrounds. My role involved assisting with event coordination, outreach, scheduling, and on site support. I helped ensure that students felt comfortable, informed, and engaged throughout the event. Even simple actions, such as greeting attendees, helping them navigate the space, and answering questions, made a significant difference in creating an inclusive environment. Through volunteering, I gave back to my community by using my lived experiences to support others. As someone who lost a parent at a young age and grew up without generational guidance in higher education, I understand how overwhelming the process can feel. I volunteered not only by helping with logistics, but also by listening to students, sharing my story, and reassuring them that their goals were achievable. Giving back meant being present, patient, and intentional in how I supported others. This experience taught me that leadership through service is not about authority or recognition it is about responsibility and impact. True leadership means identifying a need and stepping forward to help address it, even when the work happens behind the scenes. While organizing events requires structure and planning, it also requires empathy, adaptability, and teamwork. I learned how to communicate effectively, collaborate with others, and remain focused on the mission rather than personal credit. Leadership through service is important because it builds trust and strengthens communities. When leaders serve alongside those they support, they create meaningful connections and inspire others to get involved. Through my volunteer work, I saw how a single event or conversation could change a student’s outlook and confidence. That realization reinforced my desire to pursue a career in nonprofit work as an organizational event planner, where I can continue creating spaces that educate, empower, and uplift others. Volunteering has shown me that service is a powerful form of leadership. By giving my time, skills, and compassion, I am contributing to a community that values access, opportunity, and support. These experiences have shaped my leadership style and strengthened my commitment to serving others with purpose and integrity.

Everyone faces adversity in their life, but one of the most defining challenges I have faced was navigating my education after losing my mother at the age of seven while growing up with limited access to resources and guidance. This adversity followed me into my academic journey and became especially clear when I began working with first generation, low income students through nonprofit service. Seeing my own struggles reflected in others pushed me to confront my past while transforming it into purpose. As a first-generation student myself, I often felt unsure of how to navigate academic systems, financial aid processes, and long-term planning. These challenges motivated me to seek out spaces where I could both receive and provide support. This led me to volunteer with The People Project, a nonprofit organization dedicated to helping first-generation, low-income students succeed. Stepping into this role was not easy; it required vulnerability, confidence, and the ability to share my story while still learning how to advocate for myself. One moment of adversity I faced during my volunteer experience was realizing how deeply students relied on the guidance we provided. Many came to us overwhelmed, discouraged, and uncertain about their futures. At times, I questioned whether I was equipped to support others when I was still navigating my own challenges. However, I overcame this by leaning into growth rather than fear. I sought mentorship within the organization, asked questions, and committed to learning how to better serve students. Through consistency and compassion, I found my voice and confidence. This experience reshaped how I view adversity. Instead of seeing my background as a disadvantage, I learned to recognize it as a strength. My lived experiences allowed me to connect with students authentically and offer empathy rather than judgment. Volunteering taught me leadership, communication, and the importance of building inclusive support systems. It also showed me that impact does not require perfection only presence and intention. This adversity shaped me into someone who leads with empathy and purpose. It reinforced my desire to work in the nonprofit sector, specifically as an organizational event planner. I have seen how well planned programs and events can create access to resources, mentorship, and opportunity. I want to help create spaces where students feel supported and empowered to pursue their goals. To someone facing similar circumstances, my advice would be to not let uncertainty stop you from showing up. You do not need to have everything figured out to make a difference. Use your experiences as tools for connection and growth, and seek out communities that align with your values. Adversity can be transformative when met with courage and service. Through volunteering and nonprofit work, I learned that even the most difficult experiences can become the foundation for meaningful impact.

I lost my mother at 7 years old, an experience that shaped my understanding of hardship, resilience, and the importance of support at an early age. Growing up without her meant navigating life and education without the guidance many children rely on. Combined with financial challenges and being raised in a household without generational experience in higher education, this loss deeply influenced my commitment to addressing educational inequity for first generation, low income students. An important social issue I am actively working to address is the lack of access to resources, mentorship, and community for students who are the first in their families to pursue higher education. These students often face invisible barriers, including limited financial literacy, unfamiliarity with college systems, and a lack of emotional support. I know firsthand how overwhelming this journey can be when you are expected to succeed without a clear roadmap. Currently, I am volunteering with The People Project, an organization dedicated to empowering first-generation, low-income students. Through my involvement, I support initiatives that focus on academic readiness, personal development, and building a sense of belonging. Volunteering has allowed me to work closely with students who share similar backgrounds and challenges. Many of them are capable and motivated but struggle due to limited access to information and encouragement. Being able to offer guidance, listen to their concerns, and help connect them to resources has reinforced my belief that support systems can be life changing. Looking ahead, I plan to continue this work professionally by pursuing a career as an organizational event planner within the nonprofit sector. I am drawn to this role because I believe well planned events can be powerful tools for change. Whether organizing college preparation workshops, scholarship information sessions, mentorship programs, or fundraising events, I want to create spaces where students feel supported, informed, and empowered. Behind every successful event is thoughtful planning, collaboration, and empathy qualities shaped by my lived experiences. I view event planning as more than logistics; it is a way to remove barriers and foster connection. A single event can introduce a student to a mentor, provide access to financial aid information, or offer reassurance that they belong in higher education. I take pride in contributing behind the scenes to moments that can alter the direction of someone’s life. Addressing this social issue matters deeply to me because I understand the impact of encouragement and opportunity. Losing my mother at a young age taught me resilience, but it also showed me how essential community support is to success. By continuing to volunteer, developing my professional skills, and committing to nonprofit work, I am actively working to ensure that first-generation, low-income students are not left to navigate their futures alone. My goal is to honor my journey by helping others access the resources, confidence, and support they need to succeed.

Since I was 7 years old, my life changed forever when my mother passed away. She was a very skilled cook at Cleveland State University, and although her job was demanding, she took great pride in her work. As I grew older, I learned that she had been saving money so that I could one day attend college. She became a young mother at just 19 years old and made the difficult decision to drop out of Cleveland State University to provide for me. Even though she was unable to complete her own education, she believed strongly in the importance of higher learning and wanted me to have opportunities she did not. Growing up without my mother meant facing emotional and personal challenges at a very young age. Her absence required me to mature quickly and develop resilience, independence, and determination. Despite not having her physically present, her sacrifices became a constant source of motivation in my life. Knowing that she set aside her own dreams so that I could pursue mine pushes me to work harder and stay committed to my education. Her support, even in her absence, has shaped who I am today. It taught me the value of perseverance and the importance of honoring those who have invested in me. Growing up in a single parent household required me to learn how to advocate for myself, manage responsibilities, and remain focused despite obstacles. These skills have played a significant role in my academic success and personal growth. I honor my mother by striving to succeed in my educational goals and by treating every opportunity as something earned through sacrifice. I remind myself that my education is not only for my future, but also a continuation of the dreams she was unable to complete. Her life has inspired me to value hard work, discipline, and dedication. As I continue toward my goals, I build on her support by seeking mentorship, maintaining strong academic discipline, and surrounding myself with positive influences. I also hope to one day give back and support others who come from similar backgrounds. Losing a parent at a young age and growing up in a single parent household has shaped my character and strengthened my resolve. My mother’s belief in education lives on through me, and I am determined to honor her legacy by achieving success and creating opportunities for the future.Thank to my mother

When I think about the word “opportunity,” I see it as a bridge a bridge that can lift someone from struggle into stability, from dreams into reality. My name is Nakya Young, and as a Haitian immigrant, that bridge has not always been easy to cross. Arriving in America, my family sought a better life, yet education and opportunity were luxuries we could barely afford. Today, I am proud to say that I am the first woman in my family to earn a college degree since coming to this country a degree in accounting that paved the way for me to become a licensed CPA, joining the small 2% of Black professionals who have achieved this distinction. My journey has been far from conventional. Financial hardship challenged every step of my education. There were times when I couldn’t afford tuition, and even periods when I was homeless, navigating the uncertainty of survival while trying to pursue my dreams. Yet, those moments strengthened my resolve and taught me the value of perseverance, resourcefulness, and the transformative power of education. Central State University became my home for learning, not because it was easy, but because I refused to allow circumstance to define my future. Earning my CPA license was more than a personal milestone—it was a declaration of possibility. It affirmed that education can break cycles, open doors, and create opportunities not only for oneself but for generations to come. But my ambition does not stop with my own success. I envision a legacy that extends far beyond a diploma or a professional title. My goal is to build a school a place where education translates directly into financial empowerment. The Cash Cow Academy will be a comprehensive platform, teaching women and girls the tools they need to build credit, manage budgets, understand taxes, and navigate wealth creation with confidence and integrity. Through this initiative, I aim to lead multiple generations of women into financial stability, breaking barriers that have persisted for far too long. Education, to me, is not merely about earning a degree it is about creating a foundation that allows individuals to thrive independently, make informed decisions, and secure the future for themselves and their families. By sharing knowledge and fostering opportunity, I hope to cultivate a community of women who understand the value of financial literacy and who carry that understanding forward, building both wealth and confidence for decades to come. Education is my bridge, and the legacy I hope to leave is one where no woman feels that financial stability, independence, or success is out of reach. I am Nakya Young a testament to perseverance, a CPA who knows the weight of obstacles, and a future architect of generations of women empowered to rise above circumstance, seize opportunity, and create lasting impact.

Growing up in Cleveland, Ohio a rust belt city marked by industrial decline, underfunded schools, and neighborhoods that often feel forgotten I learned early what it meant to struggle silently. Cleveland is a place where people adapt to adversity, where resilience is passed down like an heirloom. But it is also a place where many young people, myself included, grow up believing that our voices don’t carry very far. For a long time, I internalized that belief, choosing silence over risk, observation over expression. As a double major in Accounting and Computer Science, I have always understood the value of hard work and discipline. But finding my voice required something much deeper. One of the most defining moments came through my friendship with Adia, a close friend and Kenyan immigrant. We bonded over being ambitious young women in male dominated fields, but our conversations eventually opened doors to far more personal truths. One day, while studying together, she told me about her life back in Kenya how her family often struggled to access basics I took for granted: healthcare, clean water, safety. She described violence in her community and the constant fear many women lived with. Listening to her was painful, not just because of her story, but because I recognized pieces of my own struggle inside it. While our experiences were very different, the foundation of hardship felt familiar. Growing up in Cleveland, I had seen poverty, instability, and violence shape the lives of people I loved. Hearing Adia’s story showed me that oppression wears different faces but often comes from the same roots lack of resources, lack of protection, and lack of opportunity. For the first time, I opened up to her about the pressure of growing up as the oldest daughter of a single mother, the fear of being overlooked, the weight of navigating life alone, and the hidden expectation to stay strong even when strength felt impossible. That conversation became a turning point. We both realized how much silence had cost us how much it had kept us isolated, ashamed, or afraid. It taught me that sharing your story does not weaken you; it connects you. It builds bridges where walls once stood. And for the first time, I understood that my voice mattered. This realization pushed me to step into a space I never imagined I would enter: public speaking. Motivated by our shared struggles, I spoke at an event hosted by the Northeast Ohio Coalition for the Homeless. Standing on that stage, I felt the same fear that once kept me quiet, but I also felt a responsibility greater than fear. I spoke about growing up in an underserved city, the weight of generational adversity, and the importance of creating safety nets for families who are trying to survive circumstances they didn’t choose. I spoke for myself, for my community, and for people like Adia who have survived more than anyone should have to. That moment reshaped my understanding of communication and confidence. I learned that using your voice isn’t about being fearless it’s about choosing truth over silence. It’s about recognizing that personal experiences can spark social change. In the future, I hope to use my voice to advocate for economic equity, technological accessibility, and community resources in underserved areas. Whether through my work in accounting, computer science, or community leadership, I intend to continue speaking up because I now understand that silence doesn’t protect us. But our voices can.

My name is Nakya Young, and growing up in Cleveland, Ohio as the oldest daughter of a single mother shaped every part of who I am. From a young age, I carried a fear that I might not “make it,” not because I lacked ambition, but because I saw firsthand how limited resources, unstable environments, and constant responsibility could dim even the brightest potential. As the oldest, I felt the pressure to figure everything out on my own, quietly navigating challenges without placing additional weight on my mother’s already full shoulders. Even in moments when I was overwhelmed, I pushed forward because I knew I wanted more for myself and for my family. Today, I stand on the path to becoming the first woman in my family to earn a college degree, a milestone that represents not just personal achievement but generational transformation. Pursuing my degree in accounting has been one of the most meaningful decisions of my life. I plan to earn my CPA license and join the small but powerful 2% of licensed CPAs who are Black women. This aspiration is more than a career choice it is a commitment to breaking barriers and proving that someone from my background can excel in spaces where we are often underrepresented. However, the journey has not been easy. Recently, I was laid off from my job, which has made paying for my education increasingly difficult. Despite this setback, I remain committed to my goals, leaning on the resilience that has carried me through every challenge so far. Throughout my life, one person who has profoundly shaped my sense of purpose and belief in myself is my grandfather, William. He has always been the steady, grounding presence in my life the one who reminded me that my dreams were not only valid but possible. Some of my earliest memories are of him sitting with me at the kitchen table, helping me with math homework and telling me, “Numbers will never fail you if you learn how to trust them.” When I doubted myself, he reminded me of my strength; when life felt heavy, he reminded me that the weight I carried was building muscles I would one day need. Before he passed, he told me that I would be the one to lift our family higher than we had ever been. His belief in me planted a seed that continues to grow, even on the days I feel like giving up. Everything I do every class I take, every exam I study for, every goal I set feels like honoring the promise I silently made to him to become everything he saw in me. This scholarship will greatly ease the financial burden that has become an obstacle in my educational journey. With the rising costs of tuition and the loss of stable income, continuing my studies has become increasingly challenging. This scholarship will give me the opportunity to stay focused on completing my degree, earning my CPA license, and fulfilling the dream that my grandfather always believed I would achieve. It will help me continue my path toward becoming a trailblazer in my family and my community, and it will bring me one step closer to reaching my full potential.

Adversity has always been part of my story, but so has growth. As an autistic woman, a first generation college student, and someone determined to succeed in the accounting profession, I’ve had to learn how to rise above challenges while staying true to myself. Over time, I realized that my autism something I once felt pressured to hide has become one of my biggest sources of strength, purpose, and pride. For a long time, I struggled with feeling “different.” Sensory overload, communication struggles, and difficulty adapting to unpredictable situations created barriers in school and everyday life. Crowded classrooms drained me. Fast paced lectures overwhelmed me. Group work was confusing. At times, I felt like I had to work twice as hard to keep up. But instead of letting autism hold me back, I decided to embrace it and eventually advertise it. I stopped seeing my brain as a setback and started seeing it as a superpower. My attention to detail, deep focus, strong memory, honesty, and unique way of problem solving not only help me succeed in accounting but also give me an edge that many people underestimate.To stay on track with my career goals, I built routines that support how I learn and function best. I use planners, visual schedules, timers, and color coded notes to make complex information manageable. I break down assignments into smaller sections so nothing feels too big to handle. These strategies help me maintain clarity and confidence even during stressful moments. Advocating for myself was another huge step. Communicating my needs whether asking for quiet study space, extra processing time, or clearer instructions helped me thrive academically. I learned that self advocacy is not a sign of weakness but an act of strength, especially in a world that is not always designed for neurodivergent people. But the biggest turning point in my journey came when I decided that my story could help others. That’s why I am building a nonprofit called All Love for Autism. My mission is to create a space where autistic individuals feel celebrated, understood, and supported not just tolerated. Through workshops, community outreach, awareness events, and resource sharing, I want to help other autistic people feel proud of who they are. I want them to know that they can achieve their dreams, too. My future in accounting and my nonprofit work go hand in hand. As I work toward becoming one of the 2% of African American CPAs in the United States, I am also committed to using my voice and platform to uplift people who share similar experiences. I want to redefine what success looks like for autistic individuals, especially those from minority communities who often feel unseen or misunderstood. Moving through adversity has taught me resilience, patience, and self love. Being autistic has not stopped my dreams it has shaped them. It has pushed me to create change, advocate for others, and build something bigger than myself. And as I move forward, I carry my identity with pride, knowing that it is not a barrier but a powerful part of the impact I plan to make in the world.

My name is Nakya Young, and I am a prideful and determined first generation college student pursuing a degree in Accounting with a minor in Law. As an African American woman in business school, my journey has been shaped by resilience, creativity, and a commitment to opening doors for others. My academic path, personal identity, and diverse interests have all strengthened my desire to build a more empathetic and understanding global community one rooted in equity, clarity, and opportunity. One reason I chose accounting is because of its versatility. An accounting degree grants me the ability to work in any industry, support individuals and businesses at every financial level, and expand globally with a skill set that is always in demand. Beyond that, I am committed to earning my CPA license and becoming part of the 2% of African American CPAs in the United States. Achieving this milestone is not just a personal goal it represents a responsibility to create representation where it is lacking and to inspire other minorities to pursue paths they may have once viewed as out of reach. My mission extends far beyond career advancement. I hope to use my expertise to increase financial literacy in underserved communities by offering workshops, digital content, and personalized guidance. I want to help minorities understand credit, budgeting, taxes, investing, and entrepreneurship so they can build wealth, stability, and generational progress. Financial knowledge gives people power and when people feel empowered, empathy naturally increases because they no longer feel trapped by systems they don’t understand. My hobbies also influence the way I connect with others and nurture community. Fishing has taught me patience and how to appreciate stillness, which helps me remain grounded and attentive to the needs of others. Makeup artistry allows me to help people feel seen and confident in themselves. Crocheting, jewelry design, and pottery give me creative outlets that remind me of the beauty in craftsmanship, culture, and storytelling. These artistic passions help me approach people with understanding, care, and a holistic sense of humanity. My minor in law further strengthens my ability to translate complex systems into accessible guidance. Legal and financial processes can be overwhelming, especially for people who have historically been excluded from them. Whether I’m helping a small business navigate compliance, assisting a family in understanding legal documents, or guiding students through financial planning, my goal is to make the complicated simple and therefore, more equitable. Representation remains central to my purpose. As I advance, I want to mentor young minority students, especially girls of color, who deserve to see themselves reflected in positions of expertise and leadership. By encouraging them to embrace both academic excellence and creative expression, I hope to cultivate confidence, empathy, and ambition in the next generation. In essence, I plan to use my academic abilities, creative talents, and determination to uplift minority communities, expand financial knowledge, and help build a global society grounded in understanding, opportunity, and compassion.

My “Pie in the Sky” dream is to create a safe haven and resource center for women of all ages who struggle with homelessness, financial insecurity, or the challenges of single parenthood a place where they can rebuild their lives, gain financial independence, and rediscover their sense of worth. This vision feels audacious, yet deeply personal, because it stems from the life I have lived. I know what it is like to navigate uncertainty while striving to care for a child, to face the fear of homelessness, and to wrestle with the pressures of providing stability in an unstable world. I also know the profound power of education, guidance, and opportunity to transform lives. My dream is to take that knowledge and multiply it, creating a space where other women can rise as I am determined to rise. This dream was sparked by my own journey. Becoming a single mother thrust me into a world of responsibility and survival I had never anticipated. There were nights when I wondered if I could keep a roof over our heads, provide nourishing food, or maintain the hope that tomorrow would be better. Yet in the midst of struggle, I discovered my resilience and resourcefulness. I leaned on the lessons of financial literacy budgeting, planning, and strategizing not just to survive, but to envision a future that felt possible. I realized that the knowledge I gained could be more than a personal tool; it could be a lifeline for others who face similar hardships. The spark for my dream was the intersection of lived experience and the belief that no woman should navigate hardship alone. To achieve this “Pie in the Sky” dream, I know that I must first equip myself with the right education, skills, and experience. Pursuing a degree in accounting is a deliberate step in this direction. It will give me the financial expertise to manage resources effectively, structure programs sustainably, and create systems that allow the help center to grow and thrive. Beyond academics, I plan to seek mentorship from leaders in nonprofit management, financial planning, and social entrepreneurship to learn how to translate knowledge into actionable solutions. I will continue to immerse myself in volunteer opportunities and community engagement, so I understand the needs of the women I aim to serve firsthand. Equally important is cultivating the courage, creativity, and emotional intelligence needed to lead such an initiative. Building a center that supports women through complex challenges requires empathy, patience, and problem solving skills honed over time. My own experiences have given me a foundation of resilience, but I am committed to continuous growth learning from others, adapting to setbacks, and finding innovative ways to provide both practical assistance and emotional support. This dream is about more than me it is about creating a ripple effect of empowerment. I want to provide women with the tools, resources, and confidence to transform their lives, just as education and determination have transformed mine. It is a big, audacious goal, but the vision of women reclaiming stability, dignity, and hope is powerful enough to propel me forward every day. My “Pie in the Sky” is ambitious, but it is grounded in lived experience, actionable steps, and an unwavering commitment to growth.

Education has always been more than a process of acquiring knowledge for me; it has been a compass guiding me toward my aspirations and a source of empowerment in the face of life’s most daunting challenges. From a young age, I recognized that education was not merely a path to personal success but a tool to contribute meaningfully to the world around me. My journey has been shaped by both triumphs and obstacles, each of which has reinforced my determination to use what I have learned to create a positive impact for myself, my child, and others who face adversity. Becoming a single mother brought challenges that no textbook could prepare me for. I faced the harsh realities of life, including homelessness, financial instability, and the pressure of raising a child while striving to maintain my own goals. These experiences could have easily been limiting, yet they became the crucible in which my resilience, resourcefulness, and determination were forged. Balancing survival with education taught me the value of perseverance, time management, and strategic planning. Every obstacle I overcame from finding shelter to ensuring my child’s well being reinforced the lesson that education is more than knowledge; it is empowerment, agency, and the foundation for a better future. Academically, my love for learning has been both broad and deep, with a growing focus on accounting. I recognized early on that mastering financial skills could help me secure stability for myself and my child, but also give me the ability to create systems that support others. Learning about budgeting, investments, taxes, and organizational finance has revealed the transformative potential of financial literacy not just personally, but as a tool for social impact. Through education, I am gaining the skills to help women navigate economic challenges, create sustainable plans, and build security in their lives. Beyond academics, education has shaped my emotional intelligence and social growth. Collaborative projects, discussions, and mentorship opportunities have taught me the value of communication, empathy, and adaptability. These skills are vital not only in professional settings but in parenting and community building as well. My experiences as a mother have heightened my awareness of the importance of nurturing, listening, and teaching qualities that complement my academic pursuits and guide my interactions with others. The challenges I have faced navigating single parenthood, homelessness, and financial instability have strengthened my resilience and clarified my vision for the future. I have learned that setbacks are not indicators of failure but opportunities to develop problem solving skills, perseverance, and self-reflection. Managing a household on limited resources, pursuing education, and raising a child simultaneously demanded organization, focus, and determination. These experiences have instilled in me a proactive mindset I seek solutions rather than dwell on difficulties, and I approach obstacles with creativity, patience, and courage. Looking ahead, I hope to leverage my education in accounting to create a tangible difference in the lives of women facing homelessness and financial struggles. My ultimate goal is to establish a help center that provides resources, guidance, and practical financial education to women of all ages. Through this center, I aim to teach budgeting, savings strategies, debt management, and financial planning, equipping women with the tools they need to achieve stability and independence. By combining my personal experiences with professional knowledge, I hope to build a space of empowerment, mentorship, and opportunity for those who are navigating hardships similar to what I have faced. Education has instilled in me a sense of responsibility and purpose. I understand that the opportunities I have access to are not universal, and this awareness motivates me to act with compassion and intentionality. I hope to inspire others to recognize the transformative potential of learning and to support them in overcoming their own obstacles. By sharing knowledge, resources, and encouragement, I can help others unlock their potential and contribute to a more just and equitable society. In summary, education has been a guiding force in my life, shaping my goals, fostering resilience, and providing a framework for meaningful action. The challenges I have faced as a single mother and survivor of homelessness have strengthened my character, taught me discipline, and clarified my aspirations. Pursuing a degree in accounting allows me not only to secure stability for my family but also to create systems and resources that support women navigating financial hardship. Through learning, I have gained not only knowledge but also the confidence and skills to navigate complex situations, make informed decisions, and support others in their journeys. Looking forward, I am committed to using my education to build a better future for myself, my child, and countless women who deserve the opportunity to thrive. Education is more than a personal achievement; it is a lifelong tool for transformation, and I intend to wield it with purpose, passion, and integrity.

What I want to build is more than a school it is a movement. I envision The Aurora Institute for Women, a place where women of all ages can learn to build confidence, financial independence, and holistic well being in a world that often underestimates them. My dream is to create a school that redefines empowerment, combining elegance with education and beauty with purpose. The Aurora Institute would be a bright, welcoming environment, featuring soft pink architecture, inspirational quotes, and classrooms that spark creativity and collaboration. However, behind the design lies a deeper mission: to give women the tools and mindset to become self-sufficient, educated, and confident in every part of their lives. The institute would focus on three main pillars that together represent the foundation of female empowerment. The first pillar would center on financial literacy and wealth building, teaching women the essentials of money management, investment, entrepreneurship, and real estate. It would help women understand not only how to earn money but also how to make it grow and work for them. The second pillar would introduce construction and design, an area where women are often underrepresented. This part of the curriculum would give students hands on experience with home renovation, property flipping, and creative design, encouraging them to build both their dreams and their environments. The third pillar would focus on women’s health and wellness, covering topics such as nutrition, PCOS management, and mental health. By learning to care for their bodies and minds, women would gain the strength and clarity to pursue their goals fully. Beyond education, I also want to contribute an innovative creation called the GraceGlove. This is a lightweight, AI-assisted glove designed to help elderly individuals complete daily tasks such as opening jars, gripping utensils, and folding laundry. The glove uses gentle motion sensors to strengthen hand mobility and track progress through a companion app. It combines technology with compassion, offering independence and dignity to older generations while maintaining a graceful, aesthetically pleasing design. Together, The Aurora Institute for Women and the Grace Glove embody my larger purpose: to empower, educate, and uplift women and families. My goal is not only to build successful ventures but to build lives helping women break cycles of financial dependence, embrace their confidence, and discover new possibilities for themselves. Building this future will change my life, but more importantly, it will create a ripple of empowerment across generations. I want to show that power can be feminine, that pink can mean progress, and that every woman deserves the chance to build the life she dreams of.

I’ve attended two EDM concerts so far, and both experiences completely transformed how I see music, emotion, and connection. Before my first show, I loved listening to EDM through my headphones, but being there in person was something entirely different. The energy in the room, the lights, the unity of the crowd it felt like stepping into another world. Those two concerts didn’t just entertain me; they reshaped my outlook on life. They taught me how powerful music can be in healing, connecting, and inspiring people from all walks of life. My first concert was the moment I fell in love with EDM on a deeper level. The second the lights dimmed and the first beat hit, I felt my heart sync with the rhythm. The crowd moved as one, jumping, laughing, and shouting every lyric. I didn’t know most of the people around me, but somehow it felt like we were all friends. There was this unspoken sense of belonging no judgment, no pressure, just pure energy. That night taught me something important: connection doesn’t always need words. Sometimes, it’s enough to just exist together in the moment. The second concert I attended was even more meaningful. I went through a tough time before that show feeling overwhelmed, disconnected, and uncertain about my future. I almost didn’t go, but something told me I needed that release. When the DJ started playing, I closed my eyes and let the music take over. Every drop, every build, every lyric felt like it was speaking directly to me. The artist talked briefly between songs about how music saved him, and in that moment, I felt understood. By the end of the concert, I wasn’t just cheering I was crying, smiling, and healing. That experience reminded me how deeply music can reach into places we can’t always explain. EDM concerts taught me that sound is emotion in motion. Each beat tells a story, and every song carries an energy that people can feel and share. What makes EDM unique is how it blends intensity with vulnerability. It can be loud, chaotic, and electric but also soft, emotional, and deeply human. That duality mirrors real life. There are highs and lows, drops and rises, chaos and calm. The music made me realize that everything we go through, even the hard moments, can build toward something beautiful if we stay open to the rhythm of change. The EDM community itself has also had a huge impact on me. Even though I’ve only been to two concerts, I’ve seen firsthand how kind and inclusive the people are. I’ve met strangers who offered me water, helped me find my friends, or just smiled and danced beside me like we’d known each other forever. The culture of PLUR Peace, Love, Unity, and Respect isn’t just a phrase people say; it’s something they live. Everyone is accepted for who they are. There’s something magical about being surrounded by people who are there for one reason to feel joy and connection through music.

A big part of who I am today comes from the challenges my family has faced and how those experiences have shaped my understanding of mental health. Mental illness has deeply affected my life, not just through my own awareness of it, but through the pain of losing someone I loved. My aunt Delores passed away after struggling with severe postpartum depression. She had just brought a new life into the world, but instead of receiving the care and understanding she needed, she faced her pain in silence. Losing her showed me how powerful, invisible, and misunderstood mental illness can be especially in families and communities where emotional struggles are rarely talked about. My aunt’s death changed the way I view mental health forever. I remember how her absence weighed heavily on my grandmother, who already had a serious heart condition. The grief and stress made her health worse, and for a long time, it felt like my family was holding its breath, trying to stay strong while carrying so much pain. Watching my grandmother’s condition worsen because of emotional strain made me realize how deeply connected the mind and body are. Emotional pain doesn’t just live in our heads it affects our hearts, our health, and our ability to keep going. Through all of this, I learned the importance of empathy, awareness, and healing. My family’s experiences taught me that mental illness isn’t something that can be ignored or hidden it needs care, conversation, and compassion. I’ve made it a personal goal to be someone who listens and supports others, especially women, when they’re struggling. Too many women in my family have been taught to put their pain aside to take care of everyone else. I want to change that cycle by encouraging openness, balance, and self care. These experiences also inspire me in my career goals. As I work toward my degree in accounting and eventually build my dream of creating a Barbie inspired school for women, I want mental health to be part of that vision. Along with teaching financial literacy, women’s health, and life skills, I want to create a space that empowers women to talk about their emotions without shame to know that strength includes vulnerability. Losing my aunt Delores was one of the hardest things my family has ever faced, but it also became a turning point. It reminded me that healing is not linear, that families need to support each other, and that awareness can save lives. I carry her memory with me as a reminder to be gentle with myself and others, and to never underestimate the power of compassion.

Going to college means more to me than simply pursuing a degree it means rewriting the story of the women in my family. For generations, the women in my life have carried enormous responsibility at a young age, often sacrificing their dreams to care for others. My grandmother, one of the strongest people I know, she had to abandon her goal of earning a bachelor’s degree in business management after developing a serious heart condition. Watching her strength and selflessness inspired me, but it also showed me the cost of putting everyone else’s future before your own. I decided that my path would be different. I chose to go to community college to earn my degree in accounting not only to secure a stable future for myself, but to break the generational cycle of women having to choose survival over self fulfillment. Attending community college is my first step toward independence and impact. I’m proud to start this journey close to home, where I can focus on building strong academic habits, saving money, and preparing for my transfer to a four-year university. I see community college as a place of resilience it’s full of people who are determined to create better lives for themselves, no matter their circumstances. For me, every class and late night study session is a reminder that I am building something that no one can take away: knowledge, confidence, and a sense of purpose. My dream goes far beyond getting a degree. One day, I want to build a Barbie inspired school for women of all ages a space that celebrates empowerment, education, and self-sufficiency. The school will teach financial literacy, women’s health, and essential life skills like construction, HVAC, and home repair subjects that are too often left out of traditional education but are vital to independence. The “Barbie” theme represents confidence, diversity, and limitless potential. I want young girls and women to walk into that school and feel like they can truly be anything they want businesswomen, engineers, artists, or mechanics. I believe that when women understand both money and their own worth, they can transform not only their lives but entire communities. This dream was born out of struggle. There was a time when I came close to being homeless a period that taught me the value of stability, education, and perseverance. Having to worry about where I might sleep made me realize how fragile security can be, and how powerful education is in changing that reality. Those moments gave me the strength to keep pushing forward, even when life felt uncertain. They taught me that success isn’t about having a perfect path it’s about having the courage to keep going when everything around you seems to fall apart. Going to college represents freedom to me . Freedom from financial instability, from repeating old patterns, and from limiting beliefs about what women can achieve. I’m not just earning a degree in accounting; I’m building the foundation for a future where I can help others find their strength, too. I want my story to show that even when you come from generations of sacrifice, you can become the one who builds something lasting. College is my way of turning pain into purpose, and my education is the key that will open the door to the life and legacy I’m determined to create.

The person who has had the biggest impact on my life is my grandmother, Alisah Mary. She wasn’t just the heart of our family she was the embodiment of resilience, creativity, and love. My grandmother owned a small candy shop called Sweet Jar, and though it was humble in size, it overflowed with joy, warmth, and lessons that continue to guide me today. Sweet Jar was more than a shop; it was a place of connection. As a child, I watched my grandmother greet each customer with the same care and excitement she gave her own family. Children would walk in with coins clutched in their tiny hands, eyes wide with anticipation, while adults came for a moment of comfort and nostalgia. She remembered everyone’s favorite candy and their stories, too. The walls of that shop held laughter, music, and the sweet aroma of sugar and vanilla but the real magic was her. My grandmother worked tirelessly, often waking before sunrise to prepare for the day. She handled everything herself stocking shelves, managing the books, and still finding ways to give candy to the children who couldn’t afford it. Watching her, I learned that business is about more than profit; it’s about people. Her compassion and work ethic taught me that success comes from serving your community with love and integrity. When she passed away, the loss felt unbearable. The world seemed quieter without her laughter echoing through Sweet Jar. For a while, I struggled to fill the emptiness she left behind. But through grief came clarity I realized that everything she built, everything she stood for, still lived within me. Her legacy became my compass, guiding me toward a life of purpose and empowerment. Inspired by her, I decided to pursue a career in Accounting and Finance. I’m currently working toward my associate degree at Cuyahoga Community College, with the goal of transferring to Central State University to earn my bachelor’s. I want to master the financial and strategic tools my grandmother never had access to so that I can help women like her grow sustainable businesses and achieve generational wealth. My long term dream is to become a venture capitalist and financial advisor, focusing on the functional food and beverage sector industries that bring people together through nourishment and innovation, much like Sweet Jar once did. Beyond that, I want to build a “Barbie School” an empowering educational space for women of all ages to learn about financial literacy, construction, HVAC, women’s health, and entrepreneurship. The school will also include mentorship and career coaching programs designed to uplift low-income women and equip them with the confidence and skills to shape their futures. My grandmother’s story showed me the importance of selfnsufficiency, kindness, and vision. Her candy shop may no longer stand, but its lessons live in every dream I pursue. Through my education and future career, I want to honor her by creating opportunities for others ensuring that women like her never have to choose between survival and success. Sweet Jar taught me that life’s sweetest rewards come from giving, growing, and believing in the power of community. My grandmother gave me that gift, and now, I’m determined to pass it forward one dream, one woman, and one opportunity at a time.

When I was younger, I didn’t think much about identity. In Haiti, I was surrounded by people who looked like me, spoke like me, and shared the same rhythms of life. The sound of konpa music floating through open windows, the scent of griot cooking on weekends, and the laughter of neighbors gathered in the street shaped my earliest sense of belonging. I didn’t realize that one day, those moments would become precious memories that defined my strength. When my family immigrated to Ohio, everything changed. The language, the culture, even the weather felt unfamiliar. I quickly became “the Haitian girl” a label that made me proud but also painfully aware of my difference. I struggled to express myself in English and to fit into a space that often didn’t understand my background. Yet every challenge strengthened my determination to succeed, not just for myself but for my family and community. Being an immigrant meant learning to live between two worlds. At home, my parents reminded me of the values that anchored us faith, hard work, and compassion. Outside, I was learning to navigate a new society that didn’t always recognize the strength behind my story. That balance taught me resilience. It taught me how to adapt while staying grounded in who I am. Now, as a student at Cuyahoga Community College, I see how far that resilience has carried me. At Tri-C, I’m pursuing a degree in Accounting and Finance, a field that represents both opportunity and empowerment for me. Numbers have always offered a sense of logic and stability something I held onto when life around me was uncertain. Through accounting, I’ve discovered how financial knowledge can create independence and open doors for communities like mine, where economic challenges often limit potential. My college journey has shown me that education isn’t only a personal achievement it’s a collective one. Each step I take represents the sacrifices of my parents and the dreams of my younger self, who once struggled to understand her place in a new country. At Tri-C, I’ve learned the importance of financial literacy, not only for personal success but as a tool to uplift others. I hope to one day help immigrant and minority-owned businesses build financial stability and wealth through accessible financial education and accounting services. My Haitian identity has become my foundation, my motivation, and my compass. It reminds me that I come from a people who rebuild after every storm literally and figuratively. As I continue my education, I aim to bridge my passion for finance with my commitment to community. This scholarship would not only help me continue my studies in Accounting and Finance but also allow me to honor my family’s sacrifices and my community’s resilience. I carry Haiti with me in everything I do, and I am committed to transforming that pride into progress one calculation, one opportunity, and one success story at a time.

I’ve always loved stories that challenge the idea of what it means to be “good” or “bad,” and that’s exactly why I’m a fan of Wicked. The movie isn’t just a fantasy set in the world of Oz it’s a powerful reminder that people are more than the labels society gives them. At its core, Wicked is about friendship, acceptance, and learning to embrace who you are, even when the world doesn’t understand you. What makes Wicked stand out to me is Elphaba’s story. She’s intelligent, compassionate, and brave, yet she’s judged for the color of her skin and her unconventional ways. Instead of changing to fit in, she learns to embrace her uniqueness. Watching her journey reminds me that being different isn’t a weakness it’s a strength. Elphaba’s courage to stay true to herself, even when everyone calls her “wicked,” is something I deeply admire. It inspires me to accept my own imperfections and to stand firm in my values, even when it isn’t easy. The friendship between Elphaba and Glinda is another reason I love Wicked. Their relationship shows how two completely different people can challenge each other to grow. Glinda learns that kindness is more than charm, and Elphaba discovers that vulnerability doesn’t make her weak. Their bond isn’t perfect, but it’s real and it teaches that true friendship isn’t about similarity, but about acceptance and loyalty. Beyond its story, Wicked also sends a message that resonates with our world today. It reminds us to question what we’re told, to look deeper than appearances, and to realize that sometimes “villains” are just people who’ve been misunderstood. In a time when it’s easy to judge or stereotype others, Wicked encourages empathy and understanding values I think the world needs more of. And of course, I can’t ignore the music and visuals. The songs are powerful and emotional “Defying Gravity” gives me chills every time. It’s more than just a performance; it’s an anthem for anyone who’s ever felt small, misunderstood, or underestimated. It makes me want to rise above fear and follow my own path, no matter who doubts me. Ultimately, I’m a fan of Wicked because it’s a story about transformation about learning to love yourself and others, even when life feels unfair. It’s magical, meaningful, and full of heart. Every time I watch it, I walk away feeling a little braver and a little more hopeful.

My name is Nakya Young, and I’m pursuing a degree in Accounting and Finance because I believe financial knowledge is one of the most powerful tools for creating change. Growing up, I saw how a lack of financial education and confidence often held women back from pursuing their dreams. That realization inspired my goal to not only succeed in business but to use that success to open doors for others. My dream is to become a venture capitalist and advisor who invests in women led businesses, helping them grow from ideas into thriving enterprises. I want to guide entrepreneurs through budgeting, funding, and long-term strategy skills that give people the confidence to take control of their futures. But beyond investing in companies, I want to invest in people and their potential. One of my biggest goals is to build a “Barbie-Inspired School” a bright, empowering place designed to teach women of all ages practical skills and self confidence. The school would offer courses in financial literacy, business development, and trades programs like construction, electrical work, and HVAC fields where women are often underrepresented. It would also include makeup and beauty classes, therapy services, and mentorship programs, recognizing that emotional and creative growth are just as important as financial independence. I chose the Barbie theme because to me, Barbie represents possibility someone who can be anything she wants, from a builder to a CEO. I want every woman who walks through the doors of my school to feel that same sense of empowerment: that she can design her own life, break stereotypes, and succeed on her own terms. Through my degree in accounting and finance, I’m learning the foundation of how money moves how to manage, invest, and grow it responsibly. In my career, I plan to use that knowledge to support women owned businesses, fund innovative projects, and create spaces that uplift entire communities. At the heart of everything I do is one simple goal: to make people especially women believe that they can be anything. Through my studies and my future career, I want to turn that belief into action. My mission is to build spaces, businesses, and opportunities where women feel seen, supported, and unstoppable. Ultimately, I want to make a positive impact by helping women see themselves not just as workers or dreamers, but as leaders and creators of change. My mission is simple: to give others the financial tools, confidence, and support they need to build their own version of success just like I’m building mine.

When I was younger, I didn’t fully understand why my Uncle Stevey acted differently from everyone else. Some days, he was full of laughter and energy, talking about big plans and adventures. Other days, he would sit quietly in the dark, barely speaking to anyone. When he was diagnosed with bipolar disorder and schizophrenia, our family struggled to know how to help him. Over time, I learned that what he needed most wasn’t judgment it was patience, understanding, and steady support. One of the ways I helped Uncle Stevey was simply by being there. During his bad days, when he heard voices or felt lost in his thoughts, I would sit beside him and talk about everyday things music, food, old family stories. Sometimes he wouldn’t respond, but I could see a little calm return to his eyes. When he was stable, I encouraged him to take walks with me and to keep his doctor appointments. I made sure he took his medication on schedule by turning it into a shared routine he’d joke that I was his “personal reminder app. There was one night I’ll never forget. He called me at midnight, frightened because he thought someone was watching him. I stayed on the phone with him until he felt safe enough to rest. Moments like that taught me that support isn’t always about having the right words it’s about showing up, over and over again, no matter how hard it gets. Helping Uncle Stevey has shaped the person I am today. It inspired me to learn more about mental health so I can better understand what people like him go through. I plan to study psychology and mental health counseling, using what I’ve learned from my uncle to guide how I treat others with compassion, patience, and dignity. My goal is to help families like mine families who love someone living with mental illness but don’t always know how to help. I want to create safe spaces where people can find understanding, not stigma. Uncle Stevey taught me that healing isn’t just medical it’s emotional, too. And I hope to spend my life helping others find that same sense of hope and connection.

My career goal is to become a successful venture capitalist and financial advisor who empowers others to build wealth, make sound financial decisions, and create sustainable businesses. With a degree in accounting and finance, I am laying the foundation for a career that combines strategic investment, entrepreneurship, and mentorship. I want to use my education and business experience to guide others in managing money wisely and to help innovative entrepreneurs turn their ideas into reality. To achieve this vision, I have taken deliberate steps toward understanding both the technical and practical sides of finance. My coursework in accounting, corporate finance, and investment analysis has strengthened my ability to interpret financial statements, assess risk, and evaluate business performance skills that are essential for venture capital and advisory work. Beyond the classroom, I’ve applied these lessons through entrepreneurship and hands on experience managing two businesses. The first company I founded focuses on technology and financial literacy. I am currently developing an app called Cash Command, designed to help teenagers and elders understand banking, budgeting, and investing. Financial literacy is a lifelong skill that too many people are never taught, and my goal with Cash Command is to make those lessons simple, engaging, and accessible. By bridging generational gaps in financial understanding, I hope to give users more confidence in managing their money and planning for the future. My second business is a real estate development company that has taught me the importance of strategic planning, negotiation, and capital management. Through this venture, I have gained real world experience in property valuation, investment decisions, and financial structuring. Managing both businesses while pursuing my degree has required strong time management, resilience, and leadership qualities that I know will serve me well as I build my career in finance. Looking forward, my plan is to continue gaining experience in investment management and venture capital. After completing my degree, I aim to work for a financial institution or investment firm where I can refine my analytical and advisory skills while learning from experienced professionals. I also intend to pursue certifications such as the Chartered Financial Analyst (CFA) designation to deepen my expertise. Over time, I want to build my own venture capital firm that invests in promising startups, especially those led by underrepresented entrepreneurs who often lack access to early-stage funding. My long-term vision goes beyond personal success. I want to use my platform to promote financial inclusion and education, ensuring that people from all backgrounds have the tools and knowledge to make smart financial decisions. Whether through mentoring young entrepreneurs, expanding Cash Command globally, or developing sustainable real estate projects, I hope to create opportunities that help others achieve economic independence. Becoming a venture capitalist and advisor represents more than a career goal for me it is a mission to empower others to take control of their financial futures. With a strong foundation in accounting and finance, a passion for innovation, and a commitment to lifelong learning, I am confident that I can make a lasting, positive impact on both individuals and communities.

My plans for the future are rooted in purpose, not just ambition. I am pursuing a degree in finance because I believe financial education and access are two of the most powerful tools for creating generational change. My ultimate goal is to become a venture capitalist and financial advisor who empowers underrepresented entrepreneurs especially women and minorities to build sustainable businesses, gain financial independence, and change their communities from within. My passion for finance began with what I witnessed growing up. I was raised by a single mother and a grandmother who both became caregivers in their teenage years. They were women of immense strength who carried others before they were ever given the chance to be carried themselves. I saw how their love could hold a family together but I also saw how a lack of financial literacy, support, and opportunity could limit their ability to thrive. That realization shaped my values and my vision. I promised myself that one day, I would not only build stability for my own life but create pathways for others to do the same. My personal journey has not been easy. There were times when financial hardship, health challenges, and emotional exhaustion made it difficult to keep pushing forward. As a college student with a chronic condition, I’ve learned that resilience isn’t just about staying strong it’s about adapting, finding balance, and continuing to show up for yourself even when it’s hard. I’ve had to be resourceful, disciplined, and intentional about my education. Every class I take, every hour I study, and every challenge I overcome feels like a step toward breaking cycles that have lasted generations. Through my experiences, I’ve come to understand that financial empowerment isn’t just about money it’s about freedom, confidence, and security. It’s about giving people the ability to make choices that align with their dreams instead of their circumstances. That belief drives everything I do. I want to help people especially women build wealth and stability in ways that honor their values and protect their well-being. In the future, I plan to create a financial mentorship and investment program that serves underrepresented communities. The program would focus on teaching financial literacy, credit building, investing, and entrepreneurship in an accessible, culturally relevant way. I envision helping small business owners gain the resources they need to grow, while also educating young people about financial independence early in life. I want to be a bridge between knowledge and opportunity the kind of mentor I wish my mother and grandmother had. Receiving this scholarship would be a vital step in that journey. It would not only ease the financial strain of tuition and living costs but also give me the freedom to focus fully on my studies, internships, and community involvement. More than that, it would symbolize faith.faith that my goals are possible and that my story matters. Scholarships like this don’t just change the lives of recipients; they ripple outward, impacting families, neighborhoods, and futures. I’ve learned that success is not about where you start but about what you do with your story. Mine began with strong women who gave everything they had so that I could have a chance. I carry their strength with me every day as I pursue this degree, knowing that what I build is not just for myself but for the generations after me. This scholarship would help me turn purpose into impact. With your support, I can continue transforming adversity into empowerment and one day, help others do the same.

Growing up as a Black bisexual woman, I learned early that identity can be both beautiful and heavy. The world often told me who I was allowed to be before I ever had the chance to decide for myself. I felt the pressure to be strong all the time to carry confidence like armor, even on the days I barely recognized the person in the mirror. For a long time, I hid parts of myself to make others comfortable. I laughed when I wanted to cry, stayed silent when I wanted to speak, and smiled when I felt like falling apart. Balancing the expectations of my culture, my sexuality, and my own mental well-being often felt like walking a tightrope. I loved who I was, but the weight of always having to defend that love to explain it, justify it, and still try to succeed took a toll on my mental health. My lowest point came during my first year of college. The pressure of independence, mixed with the loneliness of feeling unseen, led me into a quiet depression. I was surrounded by people but felt invisible too different to belong anywhere fully. I remember sitting in my dorm room one night, staring at the ceiling, wondering if the world would ever make space for someone like me. That night changed everything, because instead of giving up, I decided to reach out. I found a therapist through my campus counseling center and joined a support group for LGBTQIA+ students of color. That was the beginning of my healing. Through therapy and community, I learned that vulnerability is not weakness it’s strength. I began to see that being both Black and bisexual wasn’t something that divided me, but something that made me whole. I stopped trying to fit into spaces that were never meant for me and started building my own. Today, mental health advocacy has become a part of who I am. I speak openly about therapy and self care within my community, especially to young Black women who feel they have to be “strong” all the time. I share my story not for sympathy, but to remind others that softness is not the opposite of strength it’s the foundation of it. Being a bisexual Black woman has shaped every part of my journey. It has taught me empathy, courage, and the importance of visibility. I’ve learned that healing is not about erasing pain, but about reclaiming power.Now, I walk with pride in every part of who I am. My story is not one of shame or struggle it’s one of survival, self discovery, and self-love. And if my voice can make even one person feel less alone, then every hard day was worth it.

To me, resilience is the quiet strength to keep going when the world doesn’t slow down for your pain. It’s not just the ability to bounce back it’s learning how to rebuild yourself each time life asks you to start over. Resilience is grace in motion: the courage to show up, even when your body or mind feels like it’s standing still. Living with a chronic condition has taught me that resilience isn’t always loud or visible. Some days, it looks like getting up and choosing to participate in life, even when every step feels heavy. Other days, it means allowing myself to rest, understanding that rest is not weakness it’s part of survival. In those quiet moments of exhaustion, I’ve learned to measure progress not by perfection, but by presence. As a college student, resilience has become both my discipline and my purpose. Balancing coursework, responsibilities, and my health isn’t easy. There are days when my energy fades before my to-do list does. But I’ve learned how to adapt how to prioritize my mental and physical well-being without losing sight of my ambitions. I’ve become intentional about scheduling time for recovery, practicing mindfulness, and listening to my body rather than fighting it. Each adjustment has made me more self-aware, organized, and compassionate toward myself and others. My experience has also deepened my sense of empathy and purpose. I’m pursuing my degree in finance not just to build a career, but to build stability for myself, my family, and others who know what it means to live with invisible struggles. My condition has taught me how fragile stability can be, and how powerful it is to create systems of support that give people security and freedom. I want to use my education to empower others to help individuals, especially those navigating health or financial hardships, gain the tools to thrive rather than simply survive. Resilience, to me, is about transformation. It’s about finding meaning in the moments that feel unbearable and using them to shape a stronger, softer, more self-aware version of yourself. My journey hasn’t been easy, but it has been purposeful. Every setback has refined my perspective and reminded me that perseverance doesn’t always roar sometimes it whispers, “Try again tomorrow.” As I continue my journey through college, resilience guides me daily. It’s in my quiet determination to keep learning, to keep dreaming, and to keep believing that even when life demands more than I think I have to give, I am capable of meeting it with courage and grace.Resilience isn’t just surviving it’s redefining what thriving means, one brave day at a time.

The most moving performance I’ve ever seen from Taylor Swift was her surprise rendition of “You’re Losing Me” at the 2024 Grammy Awards. It wasn’t the production value, choreography, or lighting that made it unforgettable it was the stillness. For an artist known for grand stages and confetti-filled finales, Taylor stripped everything away that night and gave the world something raw: vulnerability. As she sang, her voice wavered not from weakness, but from honesty. The song, written during one of the most emotionally complex seasons of her life, captured the painful moment between love and letting go. It was an unguarded confession delivered in front of millions, yet it felt like she was speaking directly to each listener’s private heartbreak. What made that performance extraordinary wasn’t just the sadness it was the strength it took to stand there, fully exposed, and turn her pain into art. Taylor reminded me that even the most polished performers carry invisible battles, and that there’s power in sharing your truth without apology. She didn’t perform to impress; she performed to connect. That performance changed the way I see artistry and ambition. As someone who has had to stay strong through personal challenges while pursuing my goals, I saw myself in her restraint in the courage to keep showing up even when your voice shakes. It reminded me that authenticity is not weakness; it’s bravery. “The Life of A Showgirl,” as an album concept, perfectly encapsulates what that moment symbolized: the beauty and burden of performing through every phase of life. A showgirl keeps smiling under the spotlight, but her strength lies in the story behind that smile. Taylor’s performance showed the world that true showmanship isn’t about the glitter or applause it’s about baring your soul and trusting that your truth will resonate. That night, Taylor Swift wasn’t just a global superstar she was a storyteller, a survivor, and a mirror for everyone who has ever had to keep shining through heartbreak. Her performance didn’t just move me it reminded me that resilience and vulnerability can coexist, and that both deserve to be seen.

Caregiving taught me more about strength, empathy, and purpose than any textbook ever could. Growing up, I found myself in a role that most people don’t experience until adulthood caring for others, often while still trying to figure out who I was. It wasn’t something I planned, but something that became part of my identity, shaping the way I view responsibility, compassion, and resilience. In those moments of caregiving, I learned that true strength doesn’t come from having control it comes from showing up even when everything feels uncertain. I witnessed what love looks like in its rawest form: the quiet acts of service, the sleepless nights, the small sacrifices no one sees. It wasn’t easy balancing those responsibilities with my education, but it gave me a sense of purpose that still guides me today. Being a caregiver shaped how I understand people—not just their needs, but their fears, their pride, and their hope. It made me more patient, more understanding, and more determined to create stability not just for myself, but for others who live in survival mode. That’s what inspired my decision to pursue a degree in finance. I’ve seen firsthand how financial instability adds pressure to already difficult situations. I want to use my education to help families, especially women, gain financial confidence and independence, so they can focus on living, not just surviving. It also shaped my leadership style. I lead with empathy now, understanding that everyone has unseen battles. I’ve learned how to stay calm in chaos, how to listen more than I speak, and how to encourage others with compassion instead of criticism. Those lessons came from caregiving from learning that sometimes, the best way to help isn’t to fix everything, but to simply be there. Caregiving gave me a heart for community. It taught me that giving back isn’t just about charity it’s about empowerment. When I become a financial advisor and venture capitalist, I want to invest in people who remind me of the ones I cared for those with big dreams but limited resources. I want to create opportunities that help them rewrite their stories, just as I’ve worked to rewrite mine. At its core, caregiving shaped my identity by teaching me how to love without limits and lead without ego. It gave me empathy, endurance, and emotional intelligence qualities that guide not only my career aspirations but also the person I strive to be.Caregiving didn’t just change my path it defined it. It taught me that service and strength go hand in hand, and that healing others often leads to finding your own healing along the way.

Recovery, to me, is the quiet miracle of becoming whole again after being shattered. It’s the moment you choose to rise not because the pain is gone, but because you finally believe you deserve more than the pain. It’s the soft, trembling courage of learning how to live gently with your scars instead of hiding them. Recovery is not loud or linear. Some days it’s laughter spilling where tears once lived. Other days it’s just breathing through the ache. But it’s still progress it’s still healing. It’s the slow, sacred process of turning survival into self love, and self love into freedom. It means forgiving myself for the times I broke my own heart trying to be strong. It means honoring the versions of me who didn’t give up when everything inside them wanted to. Recovery is grace it’s choosing peace when chaos feels more familiar. Most of all, recovery is reclamation. It’s taking back my voice, my joy, my worth. It’s knowing that the cracks in my soul are not flawsthey’re the proof that light can enter.Recovery isn’t the end of my story. It’s the beginning of the woman I was always meant to become.

My experience with mental health has been both a challenge and a teacher. It has shaped the way I view myself, others, and the world around me. There have been seasons in my life where my emotions and energy felt unpredictable times when I felt unstoppable, and others when I struggled just to slow down. Learning to understand and manage those moments has been one of the hardest things I’ve ever done, but also the most transformative. It taught me that strength isn’t about constant motion or perfection it’s about awareness, balance, and grace. This awareness has deeply influenced my relationships. I’ve learned to communicate openly, to listen without judgment, and to respect the emotional boundaries of others. I no longer view vulnerability as weakness it’s connection. Being honest about my struggles has helped me form more genuine relationships based on understanding and empathy rather than perfection. I’ve also become more mindful of the invisible battles people may be fighting, and that awareness has made me a gentler and more supportive friend, daughter, and leader. My experience with mental health has also redefined my career goals. As a finance major, I am drawn to a field that requires both logic and discipline, but my journey has shown me that emotional intelligence is just as essential as technical skill. I want to combine both using my degree to help others achieve not just financial security, but emotional stability and confidence. My goal is to become a venture capitalist and financial advisor who empowers underrepresented individuals, especially women and minorities, to take control of their financial futures. I believe that money and mental health are more connected than people realize financial stress can deeply affect emotional well-being, and emotional instability can impact financial decision-making. I want to create systems and resources that help people navigate both sides of that equation. Living through mental health challenges has given me perspective and purpose. I’ve learned how to pause when needed, how to set boundaries, and how to use my voice to advocate for balance not just in my own life, but in the spaces I want to build for others. It has taught me resilience rooted in reflection, not resistance. Today, I see my mental health journey as a source of empowerment, not limitation. It taught me self awareness, empathy, and the value of slowing down to move forward with clarity. Those lessons are now the foundation of who I am and who I strive to become a professional who leads with understanding, a friend who listens deeply, and a woman who continues to grow through grace and perseverance.

Being a first-generation college student means more than being the first to attend college it means carrying the dreams, struggles, and sacrifices of the generations before me. For me, earning my degree in finance is not just about personal achievement; it’s about building the foundation my family never had and creating opportunities for others who share similar beginnings. Both my mother and grandmother took on caregiver roles in their teenage years. They sacrificed their youth to care for others, working tirelessly to keep their families afloat. I grew up watching them navigate hardship with strength and resourcefulness, but I also saw how limited access to financial education and opportunity held them back. Their determination taught me resilience, but their challenges taught me something even greater the importance of financial empowerment. Their sacrifices inspired me to pursue finance. I realized that financial literacy is not only about managing money it’s about freedom, stability, and choice. I want to use my education to help families and individuals break cycles of financial struggle. My ultimate goal is to become a venture capitalist and financial advisor who supports underrepresented entrepreneurs, particularly women and minorities, in turning their ideas into thriving businesses. I want to be the person who provides both capital and mentorship to those who have the vision but lack access. Being a first-generation student has shaped my perspective and my drive. Every class I take, every late night studying, is fueled by the knowledge that my education represents more than myself it represents generations of sacrifice. My mother and grandmother gave their strength so that I could have a choice. Now, I intend to use that choice to create change. I’ve learned that success is not just about personal gain; it’s about collective impact. Through finance, I want to build bridges helping others find the stability and independence my family once lacked. Their stories give me purpose, and my education gives me the tools to make that purpose real.I am not just earning a degree. I am continuing a legacy transforming the strength and sacrifice of the women who came before me into opportunity, empowerment, and lasting change

There are seasons in life when the mind feels like both a battlefield and a sanctuary when your thoughts move faster than your body can keep up, and your heart races toward every new idea, dream, and responsibility all at once. Living through such seasons has tested me in ways I could never have imagined. It has pushed me to discover not just my limits, but also the extraordinary strength that comes from learning to slow down, breathe, and find peace in the chaos. There were times when my energy felt endless, when I believed I could do it allwork, school, goals, plans, everything. I chased perfection with passion, burning bright but often burning out. Then came the crash: exhaustion, doubt, and the realization that I had been running on empty. Through these highs and lows, I learned one of the hardest and most valuable lessons of my life that success means nothing without balance, and peace is more powerful than speed. My faith became my grounding force. When my mind felt like a storm, prayer became my stillness. God taught me that rest is not weakness, but wisdom. I began to understand that strength is not found in constant motion, but in the courage to pause, to reflect, and to care for myself with the same intensity I once reserved only for achievement. Faith gave me a new rhythm one guided not by pressure, but by purpose. As I continue my education in finance, I carry these lessons with me every day. I’ve learned to structure my time with grace, to build habits that protect both my mental health and my goals. I’ve discovered that discipline and compassion must coexist because excellence is sustainable only when it’s rooted in balance. My journey has made me passionate about creating change, not just through numbers and strategy, but through empowerment. I want to help others especially those facing invisible battles find stability and confidence in their lives and finances. Living through mental and emotional turbulence has made me deeply empathetic. I understand how it feels to fight invisible battles while still showing up with a smile. That understanding drives my desire to serve others. When I complete my degree, I plan to use my knowledge of finance to build resources and programs that support individuals and families facing instability, teaching them not only how to manage money, but how to build peace of mind through preparation and empowerment. Most of all, I’ve learned that strength doesn’t mean never struggling it means continuing to rise, even when the weight of your thoughts feels unbearable. I’ve found beauty in stillness, wisdom in rest, and courage in vulnerability. My journey has shown me that even the mind’s storms can lead to clarity when guided by faith and purpose. Today, I move through life more grounded, more grateful, and more aware of what truly matters. My mind may still race, my energy may still surge and fall, but I’ve learned to embrace it as part of my rhythm a reminder that I am human, resilient, and capable of turning every challenge into growth. And that, to me, is the truest form of success.

Aristotle once wrote in Nicomachean Ethics, “Virtue, then, is a state of character concerned with choice, lying in a mean. the mean relative to us, this being determined by reason and by that reason by which the man of practical wisdom would determine it. Now it is a mean between two vices, that which depends on excess and that which depends on defect; and again it is a mean because the vices respectively fall short of or exceed what is right in both passions and actions, while virtue both finds and chooses that which is intermediate.” In this passage, Aristotle captures a profound truth about the human condition: that moral excellence lies not at the extremes, but in balance. My central belief and the thesis of this reflection is that Aristotle’s “Doctrine of the Mean” reminds us that true virtue and peace emerge when we learn to live with balance, even in times of struggle and uncertainty. Aristotle’s insight that virtue “lies in a mean” is not about moderation for its own sake. It is about harmony a careful alignment between emotion, reason, and choice. Courage, for example, is the balance between recklessness and cowardice; generosity lies between wastefulness and greed. His words reveal that virtue is deeply personal, “relative to us,” because what balance looks like varies from person to person. This perspective acknowledges our humanity our flaws, our tendencies, and our constant need to adjust. It reminds us that moral strength is not perfection, but a lifelong practice of finding center amid the extremes of life. This philosophy resonates deeply with my own experiences. There have been times in my life when finding that “mean” felt impossible especially during periods of homelessness, depression, and uncertainty about the future. There were days when I swung between hopelessness and relentless overexertion, trying to hold everything together. In those moments, Aristotle’s teaching becomes more than theory it becomes survival. I learned that balance is not a luxury; it is an act of resilience. Choosing calm over chaos, faith over fear, and purpose over panic was my way of walking the middle path that Aristotle describes. What makes Aristotle’s view so powerful is his insistence that reason and self awareness guide this process. Virtue, he says, is “determined by reason and by that reason by which the man of practical wisdom would determine it.” In other words, moral growth depends on understanding ourselves our limits, impulses, and strengths and using that knowledge to make intentional choices. For me, that meant learning to listen to my inner wisdom, to know when to push forward and when to rest, when to speak and when to stay silent. It meant recognizing that balance is not weakness; it is strength under control. Aristotle’s philosophy also calls for compassion toward oneself. If virtue is “relative to us,” then it allows space for humanity to falter, to learn, and to grow. This perspective helped me transform my challenges into lessons of patience and humility. It showed me that resilience is not about constant endurance, but about finding peace in imperfection. Ultimately, Aristotle’s “Doctrine of the Mean” is not just an ethical framework it is a way of life. It teaches that wisdom comes from balance, courage comes from self control, and happiness comes from living in harmony with reason. His words remind me that even in moments of hardship, we hold the power to choose our response and shape our character. In a world full of extremes of ambition and exhaustion, fear and overconfidence Aristotle’s message is timeless: virtue is not found in excess or deficiency, but in the quiet strength of balance. His words inspire me daily to walk in that middle space to live thoughtfully, act justly, and pursue a life guided by purpose, reason, and grace.

Mental health is more than a concept to me—it is the foundation of who I am as a student, a family member, and a member of my community. Growing up, I faced challenges that could have easily derailed my education and my sense of self. Between experiencing periods of homelessness, witnessing my grandmother battle serious heart problems, and navigating life as a student with immense responsibilities, I learned quickly that mental health is not a luxury it is a necessity. Without it, learning, growing, and thriving become nearly impossible. For me, mental health means having the ability to manage stress, maintain focus, and find balance amidst chaos. As a student, there are moments when assignments pile up, deadlines loom, and life outside the classroom demands attention. In those moments, I’ve learned that taking care of my mind is just as important as taking care of my body. Prayer, journaling, and time for self reflection have become essential tools for me. I rely on my faith to navigate anxiety and uncertainty, and I’ve discovered that caring for my mental health allows me to approach challenges with clarity and resilience. My commitment to mental health extends beyond myself. I advocate for mental wellness in my community because I know firsthand how invisible struggles can be. At home, I check in regularly with family members, creating a safe space for open conversation about feelings and stress. I encourage my friends and classmates to seek help when they feel overwhelmed, sharing resources and reminding them that it’s okay to ask for support. I also openly speak about my own experiences with stress, anxiety, and depression, hoping that by sharing my story, others will feel less alone. I believe that advocacy begins with empathy. I volunteer my time to mentor younger students in my community, helping them develop coping strategies for school pressure, peer relationships, and family challenges. I emphasize the importance of balance, reminding them that asking for help is a sign of strength, not weakness. Seeing someone open up or feel supported because I encouraged them has been one of the most rewarding experiences of my life. It has reinforced my belief that mental health is essential not just for academic success, but for building strong, resilient communities. Mental health is important to me because it is intertwined with my ability to achieve my goals and help others achieve theirs. My experiences have taught me that resilience is built not just through discipline and determination, but also through self care and emotional awareness. I want to be a role model for others who may feel alone in their struggles, showing them that it is possible to thrive academically, emotionally, and socially even in the face of adversity. As I continue my education and pursue my degree in Finance, I will carry this commitment to mental health forward. I hope to create spaces in my future workplaces and communities where people feel seen, heard, and supported. I want to show that true success is not measured only by accomplishments, but also by the well being of the people we lift along the way.Mental health is the lens through which I see the world, the compass that guides my actions, and the bridge that connects me to others. Protecting it and advocating for it is not just important it is essential.

Faith has always been the thread that held my life together, even when everything else felt like it was falling apart. My relationship with God has carried me through loss, struggle, and uncertainty, and it continues to guide every step I take. When I look back on my life, I see His fingerprints everywhere in the moments of comfort during pain, in the strength I didn’t know I had, and in the people He placed in my path to shape me. One of those people was my grandmother, Maranda. My grandmother was my heart not just because I loved her deeply, but because she taught me what it means to love with everything inside you. When I was young, she was my caregiver. She made sure I felt safe, prayed with me every night, and showed me what unwavering faith looked like. Even as she battled her own heart problems, she still poured love into everyone around her. I remember her humming gospel songs while cooking, her voice soft but full of peace. She used to say, “God’s not done with me yet,” even on days when she could barely catch her breath. Watching her live through pain but never lose faith changed me. When her heart condition worsened, I saw up close what it meant to lean fully on God. She never let fear win she met every doctor visit, every test, every moment of uncertainty with prayer. And even though I was scared, she taught me that faith doesn’t erase pain; it gives you strength to walk through it. When she passed, it broke me in a way I can’t fully explain. But God used that heartbreak to shape my purpose. In her last conversations with me, she told me to “live with purpose and walk with faith.” I carry those words with me every day. Her life and her grace through struggle became the foundation of my relationship with God. Faith is what helped me heal, what gave me peace when I couldn’t understand the “why.” It’s also what keeps me grounded now as I pursue my degree in Finance. I believe God placed this dream on my heart for a reason. I don’t just want to earn a degree; I want to use it to serve others. My goal is to build financial literacy programs and investment workshops for families who’ve faced hardship single parents, low-income households, and people who never had access to financial education. I want to help them find stability, security, and hope the same things I prayed for in my own life. My faith reminds me that success isn’t about how much you accumulate; it’s about how much you can give. Everything I accomplish, I dedicate back to God and to the people who believed in me, like my grandmother. She may not be here physically, but her spirit still guides me. I know she’s proud not just because of what I’m doing, but because of why I’m doing it. God has taken me from moments of loss to seasons of purpose. He’s taught me patience, humility, and the importance of giving back. As I move forward in my education and career, I know my faith will continue to lead me reminding me that my blessings aren’t just for me to keep, but to pour into others.Through God’s grace, I’ve learned that even in heartbreak, there is hope. And that the most powerful success story is the one that glorifies Him.

Right now, I’m pursuing my degree in Finance a field that has always fascinated me because it represents stability, growth, and empowerment. Numbers make sense to me; they tell a story of balance and potential. But for me, finance isn’t just about money it’s about building a better future, one where I can give my child the life I’ve always dreamed of. Education is my path to that future, and every class, every late night of studying, brings me one step closer to it. Being a single parent while attending school has not been easy. It has been a journey of sacrifice, strength, and faith. There are days when exhaustion sets in before the day even begins when I wake up early to prepare for classes, make breakfast, and ensure my child is cared for before I even think about myself. Balancing schoolwork, parenting, and financial responsibilities sometimes feels impossible. But when I look into my child’s eyes, I’m reminded exactly why I’m doing this. There were moments when I thought about giving up times when bills piled up, childcare fell through, or I simply felt too tired to keep going. But I learned that strength doesn’t come from comfort; it comes from continuing even when everything in you wants to stop. I had to become disciplined, organized, and determined. I studied during nap times, wrote essays after bedtime, and took online classes from my phone when I couldn’t afford a laptop. One of the biggest obstacles I faced was learning how to believe in myself again. As a single parent, it’s easy to feel like the world has counted you out like your dreams have to be put on hold. But I refused to let that narrative define me. I reminded myself that my child deserved to see what perseverance looks like in real time. I wanted to show that no matter how hard life gets, education can be the bridge to something greater. Through all the challenges, I found strength I didn’t know I had. I learned how to ask for help when I needed it, how to prioritize what truly matters, and how to lean on faith during the hardest nights. I discovered that being a parent doesn’t hold you back it gives you purpose. Every assignment I complete and every class I pass is not just for me, but for my child’s future. Once I finish my degree in finance, my goal is to build a career that not only provides stability for my family but also allows me to give back to others. I want to help single parents and families learn how to manage money, build credit, and invest for the future things I wish I had known sooner. I believe financial education can change lives, especially for those who come from struggle. My long term goal is to create a financial literacy foundation that empowers women and parents to take control of their futures. Finishing school as a single parent means more than earning a degree it’s about rewriting my story. It’s about turning obstacles into motivation and showing my child that anything is possible with faith, hard work, and perseverance. I may be doing it on my own, but I’m not doing it for myself alone. I’m doing it for us, for the legacy I want to leave behind, and for the life I know we’re capable of building.

When I think about strength, I think about my grandmother, Maranda. She was the heartbeat of our family soft-spoken, full of wisdom, and always putting others before herself. But the day I learned she had a serious heart condition, everything changed. Suddenly, the woman who had always been my rock seemed fragile, and for the first time, I saw what it meant to fight for your life while still loving others fiercely. I remember the first time I saw her in the hospital wires running from her chest, the steady beeping of the monitor filling the room. She smiled at me, even then, and said, “Don’t worry, baby. My heart’s just a little tired.” I tried to be brave, but I felt helpless. The woman who used to chase me around the kitchen with a wooden spoon, laugh until she cried, and pray over our meals every night was suddenly at the mercy of machines and medications. Watching her battle cardiac disease was like watching time move in slow motion. There were good days, when she’d hum old gospel songs and make her famous cornbread, and there were bad days, when she could barely catch her breath. Through it all, she never complained. She’d say, “God’s got me,” and somehow, that faith carried the rest of us too. Her illness changed the way I saw the world. It taught me that health is something you can never take for granted, and that love sometimes looks like sitting by someone’s bedside, holding their hand, and praying even when you’re scared. I learned how to be still how to listen to the quiet strength it takes to face pain with grace. When her condition worsened, I spent every moment I could by her side. I’d brush her hair, read to her, and sometimes just sit in silence, watching her chest rise and fall. She’d tell me stories about her childhood, about the dreams she once had, and about how proud she was of me for chasing mine. Even when her heart was weak, her love never was. The hardest day of my life was the day I had to say goodbye. But even then, she left me with words that I carry with me every day: “Promise me you’ll live with purpose. Don’t let life scare you let it shape you.” Those words became my compass. Losing my grandmother to heart disease broke me open, but it also built me. It made me more compassionate, more patient, and more driven to take care of my own health and the people I love. It made me realize how fragile and precious life is and how strong the human heart can be, even when it’s failing. Now, every time I hear a heartbeat, I think of hers the rhythm that once guided our family and still echoes in all of us who loved her. I honor her by pushing forward, by showing the same resilience she did, and by choosing hope over fear. My grandmother Maranda taught me that even when your heart is weak, your spirit can still be mighty. Her battle with cardiac disease wasn’t just about survival it was about faith, love, and legacy. She didn’t just teach me how to live; she taught me how to live fully. And though her heart eventually stopped beating, the lessons she left behind keep mine beating stronger every day.

Some of my strongest memories aren’t from birthdays or holidays they’re from nights when my mom and I sat in the car, our temporary home, talking about the future. The seats became our beds, the dome light our lamp, and my mother’s voice my comfort. “We’re going to get through this,” she’d whisper. Even though I could hear the exhaustion in her tone, she always spoke with faith. And somehow, I believed her. Growing up with a single mother meant learning early that love can stretch further than money ever could. My mom worked multiple jobs cleaning houses, waitressing, and doing whatever she could to keep us afloat. Some days we had just enough for gas and food, and other days, not even that. But she never let me see her break. She’d still smile at me, still pray with me, and still find a way to make things feel normal, even when we were anything but. When we became homeless, I felt a mix of confusion and shame. I didn’t want anyone to know. I remember doing homework in the backseat while my mom hummed softly to keep me calm. We’d park near a grocery store or a church, somewhere that felt safe. On especially cold nights, she’d give me her jacket and pretend she wasn’t cold. I was too young to understand then, but now I see just how much strength it took for her to hold everything together when we had so little. In those moments, I found my faith. I would pray quietly, asking God for a miracle, for a sign that things would get better. And slowly, they did. We found shelter, stability, and eventually a small apartment that felt like a mansion compared to where we had been. The day we moved in, my mom cried not because she was sad, but because she had finally given me what she always wanted: safety. Those lessons became the foundation of who I am and why I’m pursuing a degree in Finance. I want to understand money not just as numbers, but as a tool for change a way to help families like mine build stability and independence. My dream is to create programs that educate single mothers about budgeting, investing, and credit so they can break free from cycles of struggle. I know firsthand what financial hardship feels like, and I want to use what I’ve learned to help others rewrite their stories. When I look back now, I don’t see homelessness as a moment of weakness I see it as a moment of transformation. It was in that car, under the dim glow of the dashboard light, that I learned what real strength looks like. It looks like a mother sacrificing everything for her child. It looks like faith that refuses to give up. My mother didn’t just raise me she raised my hope, my courage, and my determination to make something out of the life she fought so hard to protect. Everything I do now is to honor that strength. Because of her, I know that even when life breaks you down to nothing, you can rebuild. And sometimes, those who start with the least, end up giving the most.

For me, math has never been just about numbers it’s about understanding the language of the universe. I love math because it takes what seems complex or uncertain and turns it into something clear, structured, and full of meaning. Every equation tells a story, every problem is a puzzle waiting to be solved, and every solution reveals something about how the world works. Math gives me a sense of order when life feels unpredictable, and that’s something I’ve deeply needed and appreciated. Growing up, math became my refuge. When I faced instability and challenges, especially during times when my life felt out of control, math was the one thing that made sense. It was reliable. Two plus two would always equal four, no matter what chaos surrounded me. That consistency gave me comfort it reminded me that logic, patience, and persistence could lead to answers, both in math and in life. Today, that same passion drives me as I pursue my degree in Finance. Finance is where math comes to life it’s how numbers shape economies, build futures, and create opportunities. I’m fascinated by how mathematical principles guide decisions that affect millions of lives, from budgeting and investing to analyzing markets and managing risk. Studying finance allows me to use math not just as a form of logic, but as a tool for empowerment and impact. What truly makes me love math is its power to build and create. Math is behind everything we rely on engineering, technology, finance, even art and nature. It’s the foundation of innovation and progress. When I solve a math problem, I’m not just working with symbols on a page; I’m training my mind to think critically, to see patterns, and to believe that there is always a solution waiting to be found. That mindset has shaped how I approach every obstacle in my life. My goal is to use my love for math and finance to build financial literacy programs, invest in communities, and help others find stability through financial education. Math taught me resilience, logic, and faith in the power of problem solving and finance gives me the platform to turn those lessons into action.

There was a time in my life when everything I thought I knew about stability and safety disappeared. I found myself without a home, without a clear sense of direction, and without the energy to keep pretending that everything was okay. Homelessness has a way of stripping life down to its rawest form each day becomes a fight for survival, and hope begins to feel like a luxury you can’t afford. But through it all, the one thing I clung to was my faith. In the beginning, I was angry with life, with my circumstances, and even with God. I couldn’t understand why I had to go through so much pain. Depression soon followed, wrapping me in a heavy fog that made it difficult to see beyond the next hour, let alone the next day. I remember nights spent in tears, asking God why He had forgotten me. I felt lost and invisible. Yet even in those moments of doubt, there was still a small, quiet voice inside me whispering that this wasn’t the end of my story. That whisper became my anchor. I began to pray more, not because I had all the right words, but because prayer became my only source of strength. When I had nowhere to turn, I turned to my faith. Slowly, I started to shift my mindset. Instead of asking “Why me?”, I began to ask, “What is this trying to teach me?” That change in perspective helped me see my challenges not as punishments, but as opportunities for growth and resilience. Faith didn’t change my situation overnight, but it changed me from the inside out. It gave me the courage to seek help, to reach out to shelters, and to look for community programs that could support me. It gave me the strength to wake up each morning and believe that better days were coming, even when I couldn’t see them yet. I learned to trust that God’s timing was not my own and that sometimes, you have to go through the valley to truly appreciate the view from the mountaintop. Through that season of homelessness and depression, I discovered a deeper sense of gratitude and empathy. I learned how to find joy in small victories a warm meal, a safe place to sleep, or simply the kindness of a stranger. My faith reminded me that my worth was not defined by my circumstances, but by the strength and light within me. Today, I carry that faith into everything I do. It fuels my determination to pursue higher education, to help others who are struggling, and to be a living example of what perseverance and belief can achieve. My story is a reminder that even in the darkest moments, faith can light the way and that sometimes, what feels like an ending is really the beginning of something beautiful.

If I could create a brand new challenge for Love Island, I’d call it “Truth Currency.” It’s a game that combines honesty, communication, and emotional risk three things that make or break relationships, both on television and in real life. I designed it to test not just attraction, but emotional intelligence, self-awareness, and integrity qualities I believe matter most in love and in life. The concept is simple but powerful. Each Islander starts with ten “truth tokens.” Throughout the challenge, they can choose to “spend” their tokens to unlock personal questions about themselves or their partners questions that reveal who they really are beneath the surface. These aren’t basic trivia questions like “What’s my favorite color?” They’re deeper, more meaningful ones: What’s your biggest fear in a relationship? When was the last time you truly felt vulnerable? What’s one thing you’ve never told anyone in the villa? Each question costs a certain number of truth tokens depending on its depth. Islanders can also earn extra tokens by showing empathy listening, comforting, or being honest when the truth gets uncomfortable. At the end of the challenge, the couple with the most tokens wins a private date, but the real prize is the emotional connection built through openness and trust. What makes “Truth Currency” special is that it turns vulnerability into value. So many Love Island challenges focus on looks, flirtation, or physical chemistry, but I wanted to create one that focuses on emotional connection. It’s easy to play games that raise heart rates; it’s harder to have conversations that reveal your heart. This challenge pushes Islanders to do the latter to risk their pride for authenticity, to earn intimacy through truth, not performance. On a deeper level, this challenge reflects something I’ve learned in my own life: honesty is the foundation of growth. As a single mother balancing full-time work and college, I’ve had to be honest about my fears, limits, and dreams. When I faced challenges like near-homelessness or loss, I learned that healing starts when you face yourself when you choose truth over comfort. In a way, I’ve played my own “Truth Currency” challenge every day, investing honesty into every part of my life so I can build something real. Designing this challenge isn’t just about entertainment; it’s about understanding people. I’ve always been fascinated by what drives human connection why we love, why we hide, and why we open up. Through my studies in accounting and my dream to build an empowerment center for women, I want to teach not only practical skills like financial literacy but also emotional ones: communication, resilience, and confidence. The “Truth Currency” challenge mirrors that mission to make honesty and emotional awareness something we value, not fear. In the end, Love Island may be a show about romance, but at its core, it’s about people trying to find themselves through connection. My challenge would give them and the audience a new way to do that. Because in love, just like in life, the truth will always be the most valuable currency we have.

I never picked up my first drink to ruin my life I picked it up to escape the pain I didn’t know how to face. When my grandmother passed away, I lost more than a loved one. I lost my caregiver, my sense of stability, and the home that held all my memories. She was the one person who made me feel grounded, and when she left, I felt like the ground disappeared beneath me. At first, alcohol felt like a friend something that made the pain fade, even if just for a few hours. I told myself I was fine, that I could handle it. But slowly, what started as comfort turned into dependency. One drink became two, and before long, I was drinking just to feel “normal.” It numbed the grief, the exhaustion, and the fear of not knowing how I would make ends meet. I was a single mother, working multiple jobs, trying to stay strong on the outside while breaking on the inside. Alcohol became my escape until it became my trap. I lost focus, confidence, and direction. I was alive, but I wasn’t living. My wake-up call came one night when I caught my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were tired and empty, and for the first time, I truly saw what I was doing to myself and my child. That moment broke me but it also saved me. I decided that night to choose life. Sobriety wasn’t easy. It meant feeling everything I’d spent years trying to avoid grief, guilt, loneliness. But it also meant rediscovering the parts of me I thought were gone. I began to rebuild my strength from the inside out. I replaced shame with accountability and self-hate with self-love. And as I healed, I realized something powerful: I wasn’t broken. I was becoming. Now, I’ve been sober for years, and every day I wake up with purpose. I work 40 hours a week at Applebee’s while pursuing my associate degree in accounting. My education has given me direction and discipline tools I now use to build a better future for myself and my child. But more than that, sobriety has given me empathy. I know what it feels like to be lost, and I know how it feels to find yourself again. I plan to use my degree not just to succeed, but to serve. Accounting, to me, is about more than numbers it’s about empowerment and rebuilding. I want to help women, especially those recovering from addiction or hardship, gain financial literacy and independence. My long-term dream is to open what I call the “Barbie School” a vibrant empowerment center that teaches women of all ages financial education, business, construction, HVAC, and even makeup artistry. A place that blends beauty, strength, and self sufficiency because women deserve to be multifaceted and powerful. My journey through addiction taught me that healing is possible, and that your lowest point can become your greatest turning point. I’m not ashamed of where I’ve been I’m proud of how far I’ve come. Alcohol once controlled my life, but now, purpose does. And that purpose is to help others rise, just like I did.

Some people are born into opportunity I was born into determination. My life didn’t begin with stability, comfort, or access. It began with challenges that forced me to grow before I was ready. I know what it feels like to struggle, to start over, and to build from the ground up. But I also know what it means to turn pain into power. That’s what makes me different I don’t just survive adversity, I use it as the foundation for everything I’m building. I come from a single parent, low income household where resilience was not just encouraged, it was required. My mother worked tirelessly to keep us afloat, showing me that strength isn’t loud it’s consistent. Watching her taught me early that hard work and faith are worth more than anything money can buy. But even her strength couldn’t protect us from life’s harsh realities. When my grandmother, who was also my caregiver and my safe space, passed away, she took with her not only love but the home we shared. Losing her meant losing stability. Suddenly, I was forced to grow up even faster than before. That loss hit me hard, but it also woke something up inside me. I realized that no one was coming to save me I had to save myself. And I did. I started working multiple jobs to keep a roof over my head, often going to bed exhausted but grateful. Now, I work 40 hours a week at Applebee’s while pursuing my associate degree in accounting. It isn’t easy balancing motherhood, work, and school is a test of endurance but I do it because my dreams are worth it, and because my child deserves to see what perseverance looks like in action. Every shift at Applebee’s is more than just a job it’s a classroom in disguise. I’ve learned about leadership, time management, teamwork, and how to communicate with all kinds of people. I’ve served families celebrating milestones and others who were just trying to make it through another day. Those experiences have deepened my empathy and strengthened my ability to connect with people from all walks of life. They’ve also reminded me why I’m doing this not just to earn a paycheck, but to build something lasting. Studying accounting has given me the foundation to understand money how it moves, how it grows, and how it can be managed to create security. For me, accounting isn’t just about numbers; it’s about empowerment. It’s about breaking cycles of poverty, building financial confidence, and creating freedom. I’ve lived what it feels like to be financially unstable, and that’s why I’m determined to become financially literate and to share that knowledge with others. My ultimate dream is to create what I call the “Barbie School.” The name might sound playful, but the purpose is powerful. I want to build a modern, vibrant school where women and girls of all ages can learn real-world skills that help them become independent, confident, and self-sufficient. At the Barbie School, women could take courses in financial literacy, business management, construction, HVAC, makeup artistry, entrepreneurship, and more. It would be a place that bridges beauty and power where women can embrace both strength and softness. Where pink hard hats hang beside laptops and tool belts. Where women can learn to build homes, balance budgets, and build their own empires. The Barbie School is more than a dream it’s my mission. I want to create a safe, inspiring space where women who’ve faced adversity can transform their pain into progress. Too often, women are told to “pick one lane” to be either strong or feminine, practical or creative. I want to build a place that says, “You can be it all.” I envision a community that celebrates both resilience and self expression where financial independence meets self love. This scholarship would bring me closer to that vision. It would help me focus more on my studies and less on financial stress. It would be an investment not only in my education but in the ripple effect of what I plan to give back to others. I’m not asking for help so I can get ahead I’m asking for partnership in building something that will help generations of women rise together. What gives me an advantage isn’t luck or privilege it’s lived experience. I’ve been the person who didn’t know how rent would get paid. I’ve been the woman working double shifts, praying for a better life. I’ve been the single mom holding everything together with faith and grit. Those experiences have given me strength that can’t be taught and perspective that can’t be bought. When I face challenges, I don’t back down. I find solutions. I adapt. I persevere. And I lead with compassion, because I know what it feels like to need a helping hand. I deserve this scholarship because I’ve earned it through persistence, sacrifice, and vision. I don’t want to be another success story that ends with personal achievement. I want to be the story that starts a movement a movement that uplifts women, teaches financial independence, and creates opportunities where there were none before. I’m not just working toward a degree. I’m working toward transformation for myself, for my child, and for every woman who’s ever been told her dreams were too big. Because if my life has taught me anything, it’s that no dream is too big when your purpose is strong enough to carry it.

Some nights after finishing a 40-hour week at Applebee’s, I come home exhausted but determined. I may be tired, but I’m also proud. Every shift, every late night, every moment of sacrifice brings me closer to the future I’m building for myself and my child. Coming from a single-parent, low-income household taught me how to survive. My mother worked tirelessly to keep us afloat, and after losing my grandmother who was my caregiver and the heart of our home I had to grow up quickly. When she passed away, she left with the house that held all my childhood memories, and I suddenly found myself fighting to make ends meet. That loss showed me how fragile stability can be, but it also taught me how strong I am. Now, as college student working full-time while pursuing my associate degree in accounting, I’ve learned the power of balance, grit, and faith. Every class I take and every shift I work reminds me that I’m rewriting my story. Accounting gives me the tools to understand money something I once feared and to build a secure foundation for the life I want. My ultimate dream is to create what I call a “Barbie School” a modern, empowering space for women and girls of all ages. It would teach financial literacy, business, construction, HVAC, makeup, and more. A place where women can wear pink hard hats, learn to manage money, and build confidence all at once. I want to use my life experience to inspire others to never give up, no matter how hard life gets. Because I’ve learned firsthand that even when you start with nothing, you can still build everything with courage, purpose, and heart.

Losing my grandmother changed everything. She wasn’t just a family member she was my caregiver, my foundation, and my safe place. When she passed away, it felt like the ground disappeared beneath my feet. The woman who had always taken care of me was suddenly gone, and with her went the home we shared. I found myself standing at a crossroads, grieving while trying to survive. My grandmother was the heart of our family. She had a quiet strength that made everyone feel secure. Her love was consistent, and her wisdom guided me through so many challenges. She believed in me before I believed in myself. When I lost her, I didn’t just lose a person I lost stability, guidance, and the feeling of being cared for. After her passing, I had no choice but to grow up quickly. With the house gone and no one to fall back on, I had to figure out how to make ends meet on my own. I began working two jobs, often running on very little sleep, just to keep up with rent and basic needs. Some days, exhaustion and grief hit at the same time, and I wondered how I would make it through. But somewhere in the middle of that pain, I found my strength. Working two jobs taught me discipline, time management, and resilience. I learned that strength isn’t about never breaking down it’s about standing up again every time you do. There were moments when I felt overwhelmed, but I kept reminding myself of my grandmother’s words: “You’re stronger than you think.” Those words became my daily motivation. Her passing also changed the way I see life and success. It made me realize that nothing is guaranteed not time, not comfort, not even the people we love most. That awareness gave me a new sense of urgency to build something lasting. I wanted to create a life of stability and security, not just for myself but for my future family. That’s what led me to pursue an associate degree in accounting. Losing my grandmother and the home we shared showed me how crucial financial literacy and independence truly are. I never wanted to be in a position again where I didn’t understand how to protect what I had worked for. I want to use my education to help others find stability and confidence with their finances especially those going through hardship, like I once did. Though the pain of losing her still lingers, it also motivates me. It reminds me that love doesn’t disappear when someone is gone it transforms into strength, purpose, and drive. Every long workday, every class I take, every step I move closer to my goals is dedicated to her. I carry her with me in everything I do. Losing my grandmother was one of the hardest things I’ve ever faced, but it also revealed who I truly am determined, resilient, and hopeful. Her loss shaped me into someone who doesn’t give up, no matter how hard life gets. I work hard not just to survive, but to make her proud to build a future she always believed I could have.

My journey has been shaped by resilience, responsibility, and faith. As a single mother who came close to homelessness, I’ve learned what it means to fight for stability not just for myself, but for the child who looks up to me. Those experiences have shaped my values and my goals, leading me toward a career in accounting. For me, accounting isn’t just about numbers; it’s about creating structure, balance, and a foundation for a secure future something I once lived without. There were nights when I didn’t know what would come next how I would afford food, gas, or rent. The uncertainty was heavy, but it also lit a fire inside me. I realized that the life I wanted wouldn’t just appear; I had to build it one decision, one sacrifice, one small step at a time. Through those hard moments, I discovered a quiet strength I didn’t know I had. I learned how to budget down to the last dollar, how to stretch limited resources, and how to find creative solutions when the odds were stacked against me. That’s what first sparked my interest in accounting. Managing every penny made me realize the power of financial literacy how understanding money can mean the difference between surviving and thriving. I wanted to not only master those skills for myself but also use them to help others find the same sense of control and freedom that I’ve fought to achieve. Being a single mother has shaped the way I view success. It’s not just about a paycheck or a title; it’s about stability, growth, and setting an example. My child motivates me to stay disciplined, focused, and ambitious. Every class I take, every late night spent studying, every challenge I overcome it’s all a step toward a life that shows my child that anything is possible, no matter where you start. Pursuing an associate degree in accounting is more than an academic goal for me it’s part of my personal healing and transformation. It represents turning pain into purpose. I’ve seen how financial hardship can break families, limit dreams, and create cycles of struggle. My mission is to break that cycle for myself, for my family, and for others. I plan to use my degree to work in financial management or tax preparation, and eventually create programs that teach budgeting and money management to single parents and low-income families. My life experiences have taught me to see challenges as opportunities for growth. They’ve made me more empathetic, more determined, and more intentional with every choice I make. I no longer see struggle as something to be ashamed of I see it as my strength. It taught me discipline, resourcefulness, and gratitude. Now, when I look at where I’ve been and where I’m going, I see a clear purpose: to build stability through knowledge and to help others find the same strength within themselves. Accounting is my way of doing that by bringing balance, order, and hope to a world that sometimes feels uncertain.

There was a time in my life when everything I thought was secure slipped away the roof over my head, the feeling of stability, and later, one of the people I loved most: my grandfather. Experiencing homelessness and losing him were two of the hardest things I’ve ever faced, yet they became the moments that shaped me into who I am today resilient, grounded, and determined to create a better future. When I became homeless, I didn’t just lose a place to live. I lost the feeling of safety. I remember nights spent trying to sleep while my mind raced with worry wondering where we’d go next, if things would ever change, or if I’d ever feel “normal” again. There were days when hope felt far away, but something inside me refused to give up. I learned to find light in small things: a kind stranger, a quiet morning, a new opportunity. Being in that position taught me how strong the human spirit really is. It showed me that resilience isn’t about being unbreakable it’s about choosing to rebuild every time life falls apart. I began to see that my circumstances didn’t define me; my choices did. I started dreaming bigger, working harder, and believing that I could rewrite my story. The experience opened my heart to others’ pain. It made me more compassionate, patient, and understanding. I carry that empathy with me everywhere I go. Just as I was beginning to rebuild my sense of stability, my grandfather passed away. Losing him felt like losing my foundation all over again. He was my example of strength and grace the kind of person who made everyone feel seen. He always told me, “No matter where you come from, you can decide where you’re going.” Those words became my reminder whenever I felt lost. I still hear his voice in quiet moments, urging me to keep going, to rise, and to trust that everything I’ve been through has a purpose. Grieving him taught me that love doesn’t end with loss. It transforms. It becomes the reason you keep striving, the reason you help others, the reason you want to make something of your pain. I realized that honoring him meant living fully with courage, faith, and compassion. Because of what I’ve experienced, I live differently now. I don’t take simple things for granted a warm meal, a bed, a helping hand. I see every opportunity as a blessing and every challenge as a lesson. My goals are no longer just about success for myself; they’re about creating change for others who feel forgotten or unseen. I want to build something lasting programs that help young people facing homelessness, and spaces where they can find guidance, stability, and hope. Homelessness taught me endurance. Losing my grandfather taught me love and legacy. Together, they taught me that even when life breaks you open, it’s only making room for growth. I used to see my past as something to escape from. Now I see it as the reason I’m strong. The reason I care deeply. The reason I will never stop reaching for more not just for me, but for everyone who’s ever felt lost and kept going anyway.

Being a first-generation student means carrying both the weight and the wonder of possibility. It means walking paths no one in my family has walked before while still carrying their hopes with me. My mom, a single mother, always told me that education would be my way out and my way up. When she lost her job before my 16th birthday, I saw her strength tested in ways I’ll never forget. We had to make hard choices, but what stood out to me wasn’t the struggle it was her determination. Watching her fight to keep our lives together made me promise myself that I would build a future where financial insecurity would never hold us back again. That experience became my turning point. It taught me that success isn’t inherited it’s earned through resilience, faith, and hard work. I learned to adapt, to lead, and to see challenges as lessons instead of limitations. Being a first-generation student means I’m not just chasing a degree; I’m building a legacy. Every assignment I complete and every door I open is proof that our sacrifices meant something. But my journey hasn’t been easy. I’ve had to navigate everything on my own college applications, financial aid forms, and moments of deep self-doubt. There were times I felt like I didn’t belong, like I was trying to fit into a world that wasn’t built for people like me. But I kept going, reminding myself that I’m not just here for me I’m here for the generation that comes after. I want to show other kids from single-parent homes and underserved communities that they can create opportunities, even when the odds say otherwise. My dream is to build a business and educational app that teaches financial literacy budgeting, investing, and credit to kids and teens in underserved communities. I want to make financial education accessible, engaging, and empowering. I also hope to venture into venture capital and angel investing, particularly in the health and wellness industry, to help fund innovations that support healing, growth, and sustainability. I believe wealth isn’t just about money it’s about health, opportunity, and peace of mind. This scholarship would help me continue my education and invest in the tools I need to make those dreams a reality. It would give me the stability to focus on developing my business idea and connecting with mentors who can help me bring it to life. More than anything, it would remind me that my hard work and vision matter that people believe in students like me who are working to create change. Being a first-generation student means rewriting the story of where I come from. It means turning every “no” into a “not yet,” every challenge into a stepping stone, and every dream into a plan. I don’t want to just succeed for myself I want to build something that opens doors for others. Because that’s what this journey has always been about: turning obstacles into opportunities, and dreams into something real.

There was a time in my life when I forgot who I was. I was in a relationship that dimmed my light, where love felt like walking on eggshells and silence became my only form of safety. I remember feeling small like my voice didn’t matter, like I didn’t matter. When I finally found the courage to leave, I was free, but I was also broken. I didn’t recognize myself anymore. That’s when I stumbled across Sabrina Carpenter’s music. At first, it was “Because I Liked a Boy.” I played it late one night when I couldn’t sleep. I didn’t know what I needed to hear until I heard her sing about being misunderstood, judged, and hurt, yet still choosing to stand tall in her truth. Her words felt like a lifeline like someone reaching out a hand and saying, “You’re not alone.” It was the first time in a long time I felt seen. As I listened to more of her music, something inside me began to shift. emails i can’t send became my healing playlist. Songs like “opposite” and “decode” felt like pages from my own journal raw, vulnerable, and real. Sabrina didn’t just sing about heartbreak; she sang about reclaiming yourself after it. Through her music, I started to believe that I could turn my pain into power too. Sabrina’s journey from being underestimated to standing in her full authenticity inspired me to do the same. She taught me that it’s okay to evolve, to outgrow people and places that no longer honor your peace. I took that lesson and began to dream of building something meaningful from my own story. Today, I’m working toward creating a business and educational app that teaches kids in underserved communities about financial literacy, investing, and self worth. I want to give them the tools to build stability and confidence early on something I wish I’d had when I was younger. I also plan to invest in the health and wellness industry, especially for women healing from trauma, because I know how powerful it is to have support and resources when you’re trying to rebuild your life. Sabrina Carpenter’s music didn’t just help me through heartbreak it helped me find my voice again. It reminded me that even in the aftermath of pain, you can rise, stronger and softer at the same time. She showed me that art can heal, that truth can transform, and that being real is the most courageous thing you can ever be. Because of her, I no longer see my past as something that broke me, but as the foundation of the woman I’m becoming resilient, inspired, and unafraid to use her story to help others heal too.

Growing up, it was just my mom and me. She was my world strong, loving, and determined to give me a better life even when things got hard. I remember right before my 16th birthday, she lost her job. Overnight, everything changed. Bills piled up, the fridge felt emptier, and I could see the worry behind her smile. But more than anything, I saw resilience. Watching her stretch every dollar and still find ways to make me feel safe taught me more about perseverance and resourcefulness than any textbook ever could. That experience opened my eyes to how deeply financial instability can impact a family’s emotional and mental well being. I saw firsthand how much strength it takes to survive when the odds are stacked against you and how different life might look if people had access to financial education early on. It’s what inspired me to dedicate my future to breaking that cycle for others. My goal is to build a business and educational app that teaches kids and teens in underserved communities about investing, budgeting, credit, and financial independence in a way that’s engaging, empowering, and culturally relevant. I want to create a space where financial literacy feels like freedom, not fear. Too often, young people grow up without understanding how money works, only to spend adulthood trying to catch up. My vision is to change that story to help kids learn the tools of financial wellness before they need them, so they can move through life with confidence and purpose. Beyond that I want to venture into venture capital and angel investing, specifically in the health and wellness industry. I have come to understand that true wealth isn’t just about money it’s about health, peace, and sustainability. Many communities, especially those historically underserved, are facing both financial and health disparities. By investing in startups that prioritize holistic wellness, mental health support, and accessibility, I hope to fill what’s missing in the current system. I want to be part of a movement that funds innovation not just for profit, but for people. Even though I don’t know exactly what career title I’ll hold yet, I do know what kind of person I want to be: someone who uses knowledge and compassion to open doors for others. I see a future where kids from every background feel capable of managing their money, caring for their bodies and minds, and building the lives they dream of. Being raised by a single mother taught me that struggle can shape strength and that strength can become service. Everything I build in the future will be a reflection of that lesson: that with the right tools and opportunities, anyone can rewrite their story. My dream is to make sure no young person has to learn about money through hardship the way I did, but instead through empowerment, hope, and possibility.

Life has a way of testing the limits of our resilience, often in ways we least expect. For me, those challenges began quietly with my own mental and physical health. I have struggled with depression and mania, compounded by Polycystic Ovary Syndrome (PCOS), which not only affects my hormones but also my emotional stability. One night, my pain escalated to the point that I had to be rushed by ambulance to the hospital because a cyst in my ovaries had burst. I remember the fear, the uncertainty, and the helplessness of that moment. It was a stark reminder of how intertwined our physical and mental health can be, and how quickly life can demand that we fight for ourselves. While I was managing my own health, I also had to confront painful realities within my family. My grandmother, who has been a pillar of strength in my life, endured years of abuse at the hands of her own son, my uncle. Witnessing her struggle and resilience left a profound impact on me. It taught me that strength is not always loud sometimes it is the quiet endurance and determination to survive and heal. These experiences shaped the lens through which I see the world I am deeply empathetic, fiercely protective of loved ones, and committed to advocating for those whose voices are often silenced. During the most difficult periods, I struggled with feelings of hopelessness and isolation. There were moments when I questioned my own worth and considered coping mechanisms that I now recognize were harmful. Over time, through therapy, self reflection, and the unwavering support of my family, I began to confront those challenges head on. I learned to recognize the signs of mania and depression, to celebrate small victories, and to prioritize self care as a form of survival, not indulgence. I also began journaling and practicing mindfulness, which helped me process trauma and better understand my triggers. My journey of personal growth has been closely tied to my educational goals. I am currently pursuing Business Management at community college and plan to transfer to Western Governors University to earn my Bachelor’s in Accounting. I am driven not only by a desire for professional success but also by the goal of creating financial stability and empowerment for myself and my community. I want to be a living example that it is possible to pursue education and career ambitions while managing complex personal challenges. The focus, detail, and discipline required in accounting mirror the balance I have worked to achieve in my own life. Recovery is ongoing, and I have developed a plan to continue managing my mental health and well being as I pursue my educational and career goals. I regularly attend therapy sessions, maintain a medication plan for my PCOS related hormonal imbalances, and practice daily routines that stabilize my mood, including exercise, meditation, and proper nutrition. I also prioritize building a supportive community of mentors, friends, and family who can help me stay grounded when life becomes overwhelming. In the future, I plan to use my experiences to mentor others who struggle with mental health, particularly young women navigating hormonal disorders, trauma, and the challenges of adolescence and early adulthood. My experiences have taught me resilience, empathy, and the importance of seeking help. I have learned that vulnerability is not weakness, but a form of courage that can inspire growth both personally and in others. Every obstacle, from mental health struggles to witnessing family trauma, has reinforced my determination to succeed, to advocate, and to create positive change. I view education as a tool for empowerment. By completing my accounting degree and pursuing my CPA license, I aim not only to achieve professional excellence but also to become a resource for my community someone who demonstrates that even in the face of adversity, growth, recovery, and success are possible. My personal challenges have not defined me they have shaped me into a compassionate, driven individual ready to turn experience into action and use my knowledge and resilience to uplift others.

My name is Nakya Young, and I am currently a student at a community college studying Business Management. I chose this degree because I have always been detailed, organized, and passionate about understanding how businesses operate efficiently. Over time, I realized that my true passion lies in accounting, where precision, analysis, and strategy come together to create measurable impact. This realization has motivated me to transfer to Western Governors University to. pursue my Bachelor’s in Accounting, with the ultimate goal of earning my CPA license. As a Black woman in accounting, I recognize that I represent a small percentage of professionals in this field. Statistics show that only about 2% of U.S. CPAs are Black, which drives me to not only succeed but also serve as a role model for others who may not see themselves represented in this profession. I want to demonstrate that success is possible for anyone willing to work hard, stay focused, and remain detail oriented traits I have cultivated throughout my academic journey. My plan to make an impact on my community goes beyond personal achievement. I aim to use my skills in accounting to support small businesses, especially minority owned and women owned businesses, by helping them manage finances, grow sustainably, and achieve their goals. I also plan to mentor students and young professionals in the community, showing them that opportunities in accounting and finance are attainable. By sharing my experiences, challenges, and successes, I hope to inspire the next generation to pursue careers in fields where representation has traditionally been low, helping to increase the odds for those who come after me. Beyond pursuing my degree, I am passionate about creating opportunities for financial empowerment in my community. I am currently working on developing an app called Commend Cash, designed to teach financial literacy, budgeting, investing, and smart money management. The app’s mission is to make financial education accessible, practical, and engaging, especially for young people and underrepresented communities who often lack access to these tools. By combining technology with education, I aim to help users develop confidence in managing their finances and making informed decisions skills that can transform personal lives and communities. I am eager about using my education and entrepreneurial initiatives to make a tangible difference in businesses, in communities, and in the lives of young people who may feel limited by systemic barriers. Through hard work, mentorship, and leadership, I aim to be a living example of what is possible when ambition meets perseverance. Accounting is more than numbers to me it is a tool for empowerment, equity, and impact. Commend Cash is just one way I plan to turn that vision into action.

Faith, Identity, and the Courage to Be Seen The first time I said the words “I’m bisexual” out loud, I whispered them in the mirror of my church bathroom. My hands trembled as I said it, not because I was ashamed, but because I was afraid of what would come next. I had grown up in a faith community that taught me to love others but sometimes struggled to extend that same love to people like me. As a Black, bisexual, Christian woman, I have spent years learning how to hold space for both my faith and my identity and that journey has shaped not only who I am, but also what I want to do with my life. The early part of that journey was lonely. In middle school, I began to realize that my attraction didn’t fit neatly into the expectations I saw around me. I loved God, but I also loved people in ways I didn’t see reflected in church conversations. When I finally told a close friend at youth group, she responded with silence. That silence echoed louder than any insult could. For a while, I tried to “pray it away,” believing that my faith and my sexuality couldn’t coexist. But with time, prayer, and self reflection, I began to understand something deeper God made me whole, not in pieces. The turning point came during a youth retreat. Our pastor spoke about grace and authenticity, saying, “Your relationship with God isn’t about perfection it’s about honesty.” Those words unlocked something in me. I realized that living authentically wasn’t defiance; it was worship. That moment marked the beginning of my healing and my commitment to making sure others in the LGBTQ+ community, especially within faith based spaces, feel seen and safe. In high school, I began volunteering with local youth outreach programs that supported queer teens of color. I used my voice to speak about inclusion and started small group discussions about mental health and self-acceptance within our church community. It wasn’t always easy. Some people questioned my choices, and there were moments when I felt torn between belonging and being honest. But every time a younger teen came to me and said, “I didn’t know I could be both gay and believe in God,” I knew I was walking in my purpose. Now, as I look ahead to higher education, my goal is to major in Psychology and Social Work. I want to specialize in LGBTQ+ youth advocacy, focusing on the intersection of faith, race, and identity. Representation matters and I want to become the kind of therapist and community leader I needed when I was younger. My dream is to create programs that bridge the gap between spiritual communities and LGBTQ+ youth, building spaces where love and acceptance thrive together instead of standing apart. However, achieving that dream comes with challenges financial ones. Coming from a working class background, I’ve learned the value of every opportunity. Paying for college will be a significant burden on my family, and I am determined not to let financial hardship hold me back from making an impact. Receiving this scholarship would not only ease that financial weight but also allow me to focus on advocacy, leadership, and continuing the outreach work that has become my calling. My story is one of intersection faith and identity, strength and softness, fear and courage. But above all, it is a story of grace. I’ve learned that being both Christian and bisexual doesn’t make me a contradiction; it makes me a bridge. And with the education I receive, I will continue building .

Faith in Action: How My Church Shaped My Heart for Service For as long as I can remember, my local church has been more than a place of worship it has been my foundation, my family, and the reason I found my purpose in serving others. Growing up in Cleveland, Ohio, I attended Sunday services at Greater Hope Missionary Baptist Church with my grandmother. She always said, “Alisah, faith without works is dead.” At the time, I didn’t fully understand what she meant, but over the years, that message became the heartbeat of everything I do in my community. One summer day, a few years ago, our church organized a food drive in response to rising hunger in the neighborhood. I was only sixteen then, but I remember walking into the church basement and seeing tables filled with canned goods, boxes of pasta, and volunteers working with joy and purpose. As I handed out groceries to families, one woman looked at me with tears in her eyes and whispered, “Thank you. You don’t know how much this helps.” That moment changed something inside me. It was the first time I realized that service isn’t just about giving it’s about connecting, understanding, and uplifting people when they need it most. Since that day, my involvement in church has grown deeper and more personal. I began volunteering with our youth ministry, helping organize tutoring sessions and mentoring younger girls who reminded me of myself. Some of them came from difficult home situations, and I found that simply listening to them, praying with them, or helping them with homework gave them a sense of hope. I learned that leadership isn’t about standing in front of a crowd it’s about being present for someone who feels unseen. My pastor often says, “Your service is your sermon.” Those words became my personal mission. I started leading clothing drives, helping elderly members with grocery deliveries, and working with our church’s outreach team to visit nursing homes. Each act of kindness, no matter how small, reminded me that faith is meant to be lived, not just preached In July 2025, I helped coordinate a Community Healing Event hosted by our church. It was held on July 10, 2025, a date I’ll never forget. The event brought together local families, youth groups, and city leaders for an afternoon of food, music, and prayer. I was nervous about speaking that day it was my first time addressing a large crowd but when I stepped up to the microphone, I saw familiar faces from the food drives, tutoring sessions, and nursing home visits. In that moment, all my fear disappeared. I spoke from my heart about unity, faith, and the power of serving others. That day, I realized I wasn’t just volunteering anymore I was leading. My church didn’t just teach me to believe in God; it taught me to believe in people, and in the change one person can make. Through service, I discovered my confidence, my purpose, and my voice. The same church basement where I once packed boxes of food has now become the place where I plan community projects and mentor the next generation of volunteers. Today, when I look back at my journey, I see how every act of service every prayer, every conversation, every small gesture of kindness has prepared me to be a light in my community. My faith taught me that leadership is love in action, and service is how that love shines through.

My inspiration to continue my education has always come from a combination of curiosity, ambition, and a desire to make a meaningful impact. From a young age, I was fascinated by business, finance, and the ways people make decisions both as consumers and as entrepreneurs. By the time I was 15, I was studying sales and finance on my own, reading books, analyzing markets, and observing how small businesses operated. That early curiosity turned into a passion as I began applying what I learned to real life situations, from helping my family friend promote her small coffee shop Lokke to organizing a fundraiser for my elderly neighbor, Annette Hoover. These experiences taught me that knowledge is only powerful when applied, and education is the foundation that allows that application to be strategic, effective, and impactful. What has pushed me to keep going is the belief that education opens doors not just for myself but for the people and communities I hope to serve. I’ve seen firsthand how understanding finance and marketing can transform lives. When I helped Lokke gain more customers through social media campaigns on Instagram and TikTok, it wasn’t just about boosting sales it was about helping a dream survive. Similarly, raising over $5,000 for Annette to cover her late husband’s burial costs showed me that the skills and initiative I develop through education can translate into real world solutions that improve people’s lives. These experiences have fueled my commitment to continue learning, knowing that the knowledge I gain will enable me to create even more meaningful impact in the future. My plans for the future revolve around combining business, marketing, and finance to empower both individuals and communities. I aim to work in roles that allow me to design marketing strategies, manage financial growth, and support small businesses especially those in underserved areas. By leveraging both traditional business practices and modern tools like social media platforms, I hope to help entrepreneurs reach broader markets, increase sustainability, and strengthen their communities economically. My education is also motivated by my desire to support my daughter’s future. I want to provide her with opportunities, stability, and the example that hard work and education can open doors. By building a strong foundation for myself, I am also laying the groundwork for her success, teaching her the value of perseverance

I have always believed that giving back is not just about charity it’s about using your skills, time, and energy to make a tangible difference in the lives of others. One of the ways I give back currently is through my elderly neighbor, Annette Hoover. After her husband passed, she was struggling to cover burial expenses. I organized a fundraiser, collecting donations from neighbors and selling donuts at school. Together, we raised over $5,000 to help her. The experience showed me how a single initiative, fueled by care and effort, can lift someone during one of the hardest moments of their life. It also taught me the importance of community, collaboration, and empathy values I carry in everything I do. I also give back in smaller, ongoing ways, such as mentoring younger students in my school on financial literacy and helping them understand the basics of budgeting, saving, and entrepreneurship. These are skills that can empower people for life, and I find it incredibly rewarding to share what I’ve learned since I started studying sales and finance at 15. Looking forward, I plan to positively impact the world by combining my passion for business, marketing, and finance with my desire to help communities thrive. I envision creating initiatives that empower small businesses, especially those in underserved communities, to grow sustainably. By teaching financial literacy, designing innovative marketing strategies, and creating platforms for local entrepreneurs to connect with broader markets, I hope to lift others economically while fostering lasting social impact. I want to be someone who doesn’t just succeed personally but also uses that success to open doors for others.I also hope to integrate social media and digital platforms into these efforts, using tools like TikTok and Instagram to amplify voices, share stories, and reach audiences that traditional methods often overlook. Ultimately, I want my work to demonstrate that giving back is not about grand gestures it is about consistent, meaningful action. Whether it’s helping an elderly neighbor through a difficult time, mentoring students, or building systems that lift communities economically, the goal is the same: to make someone’s life better and leave a positive, lasting impact. By combining my skills, passion, and determination, I hope to create a future where my contributions not only succeed professionally but also empower others to thrive alongside me. I can't wait to empower and guide women of all ages to financial freedom so they can leave the life they deserve.

To me, selflessness means putting the needs of others before my own and finding ways to make someone’s life a little easier, even if it requires extra effort on my part. I believe that kindness and compassion are not just values to hold but actions to live by. Over the years, I’ve learned that selflessness doesn’t always require grand gestures sometimes it is about showing up, listening, or doing something small that has a big impact on someone else’s life. One example that stands out is when my elderly neighbor, Annette Hoover, lost her husband. She was struggling to cover the burial costs, and I could see the weight of both grief and financial pressure wearing her down. I decided to take action by raising money for her. I went door to door in my neighborhood collecting donations and organized a fundraiser at school by selling donuts. It wasn’t easy balancing schoolwork with planning, but I kept reminding myself that she needed help more than I needed free time. Together, we raised over $5,000 to help her with the expenses. The relief on her face and the gratitude she expressed reminded me how powerful it is to come together for someone in need. That moment showed me that true selflessness often means taking initiative when others may feel powerless. Another example of my selflessness came when I helped a small local coffee shop called Lokke. A family friend owned it, and despite her hard work, she was struggling to attract customers. I decided to help by applying what I had been learning in sales and marketing. I created posts for Instagram and TikTok, shared the story behind her shop, and even organized a small giveaway to bring in new customers. Slowly, her shop became more lively and started attracting attention in the community. I didn’t gain anything for myself from those efforts, but the satisfaction came from knowing I helped her dream survive. These experiences taught me that selflessness isn’t about recognition it’s about impact. Whether it’s raising funds for a grieving neighbor or supporting a struggling small business, I’ve learned that the most meaningful moments in life often come from giving your time, energy, and heart to someone else. I really hope to get my degree in Associates in business management and bachelor's in finance so I can gain knowledge on how to teach elderly women and young women. How they should save and invest wisely

My passion for sales and marketing started when I was just 15, and it grew from a very personal experience. A family friend owned a small local coffee shop called Lokke. It was the kind of place that had a warm, welcoming atmosphere, but the problem was hardly anyone knew it existed. The shop had amazing drinks and a cozy environment, yet most of the tables were empty. I remember sitting there one afternoon, noticing how much love my friend poured into the business, and thinking, If more people only knew about this place, they would come. That moment sparked something in me. At the time, I had been studying sales and finance on my own, curious about how businesses worked and what made some succeed while others struggled. I suggested to my friend that we try promoting Lokke on Instagram and TikTok. We started small posting photos of the drinks, showcasing the café’s unique atmosphere, and even creating short TikTok videos of latte art. I helped run a giveaway for a free drink to anyone who tagged the shop and shared a post. Slowly, the community began to take notice. Students started coming in after school, and locals who had lived nearby for years finally discovered it. For the first time, Lokke felt alive, buzzing with energy. That experience was more than just a marketing experiment it was personal. Seeing my friend’s gratitude, and watching how the shop transformed from quiet to lively, showed me the real impact of sales and marketing. It wasn’t just about boosting revenue; it was about helping someone’s dream survive and thrive. That moment solidified my passion and gave me a sense of purpose. Since then, I have continued to pursue sales and finance because I see how powerful they are when combined. Finance teaches me to think strategically and sustainably, while marketing allows me to be creative and connect with people. Platforms like TikTok and Instagram, which played such a big role in Lokke’s growth, inspire me because they make it possible for even the smallest businesses to reach a global audience. I love how a single creative idea can travel across the world in minutes and bring opportunities to those who might otherwise be overlooked. In conclusion, I am pursuing sales and marketing because it allows me to use everything I’ve studied since I was 15 and apply it to real world situations that make a difference. My story with Lokke was just the beginning, but it showed me the power of combining passion, strategy, and creativity. I want to carry that same energy into my career and continue helping businesses grow in ways that leave a lasting impact

Sustainability should be a priority in supply chain management because every product we use touches multiple stages of sourcing, production, transportation, and distribution. Each step creates an environmental footprint, and by making smarter choices such as reducing waste, improving energy efficiency, and sourcing responsibly we can significantly lessen the impact on our planet. Since supply chains connect businesses and consumers across the globe, even small changes in practices can create large scale benefits One reason sustainability is critical in supply chains is that the impact is multiplied. A single company’s decision to source materials responsibly or reduce emissions can influence dozens of suppliers and partners across its network. For example, switching to renewable energy in manufacturing or adopting electric vehicles in transportation can significantly reduce carbon output. Additionally, sustainable supply chains are more resilient. As climate change continues to disrupt industries through extreme weather events and resource shortages, companies that prioritize sustainability will be better prepared to adapt and continue serving their customers. This demonstrates that sustainability is not just about doing the right thing it is also about ensuring long term business success. In my future career, I want to help companies design supply chains that minimize environmental impact while maintaining efficiency. My approach would focus on three main areas: responsible sourcing, innovation in logistics, and circular economy practices. First, I plan to advocate for working with suppliers who adhere to ethical and sustainable standards, such as using renewable raw materials or reducing water and energy consumption in production. Second, I will leverage data and technology to make logistics more efficient optimizing routes to reduce fuel usage, integrating automation to minimize waste, and using software to track carbon emissions in real time. Third, I want to support the development of circular supply chains, where materials are reused, recycled, or repurposed instead of discarded. This not only reduces waste but also creates new opportunities for value. Personally, I am inspired by the idea that supply chain professionals have the power to create systemic change. While individuals can recycle or reduce energy use at home, supply chain decisions affect millions of products and people across the world. My goal is to be a leader who helps organizations recognize that sustainability is not a limitation but an opportunity an opportunity to innovate, strengthen customer loyalty, and make a meaningful difference for the planet. By combining strong business practices with environmental responsibility, I hope to contribute to a future where supply chains drive progress without sacrificing sustainability. I desire to build a sustainable Real estate development company one day or become a savvy angel investor that invest in green energy.

My experience with mental health has been a quiet teacher, shaping the way I approach life, relationships, and my own ambitions. For a long time, I didn’t recognize the weight I was carrying the anxious thoughts, the self doubt, the sleepless nights. I often felt like I was moving through life behind a fogged window, observing the world without fully participating. It was isolating, but it also forced me to reflect deeply on who I am and what I truly value.Most importantly, my mental health journey has shaped my understanding of the world. I see it with more nuance now the fragile balance between struggle and beauty, pain and growth. I’ve realized that everyone carries invisible stories, and kindness is often the bridge between isolation and belonging. This perspective has made me more patient with myself and others, more appreciative of small victories, and more committed to creating meaning in my life that transcends mere achievement. Relationships have been the area where my mental health journey has been most revealing. I’ve become more patient, empathetic, and attentive to the feelings of those around me. Experiencing my own struggles has made me appreciate the quiet battles others fight. It has also taught me to set boundaries and surround myself with people who nurture, rather than drain, my spirit. I’ve learned that connection is not just about shared joy but also about shared understanding, compassion, and honesty.Most importantly, my mental health journey has shaped my understanding of the world. I see it with more nuance now the fragile balance between struggle and beauty, pain and growth. I’ve realized that everyone carries invisible stories, and kindness is often the bridge between isolation and belonging. This perspective has made me more patient with myself and others, more appreciative of small victories, and more committed to creating meaning in my life that transcends mere achievement.Ultimately, navigating mental health challenges has given me a quiet strength and a deeper appreciation for life’s complexity. It has shaped the goals I chase, the love I give, and the lens through which I view the world. Though the journey is ongoing, I’ve learned that even in moments of uncertainty or pain, there is growth, understanding, and an opportunity to connect more deeply with myself and with those around me.

My hands-on experience with AI and machine learning began with curiosity. curiosity that turned into action. I didn’t just want to understand what AI was; I wanted to understand how it worked, how it thought, and how it could be shaped to solve real world problems. I started by teaching myself Python and exploring machine learning libraries like TensorFlow and Scikit-learn. I wanted to get beneath the surface—to see how algorithms learned from data and how that intelligence could be used to make meaningful decisions. One of my proudest accomplishments so far has been developing a basic AI-powered recommendation app. The goal was to help users with PCOS something I personally manage track their symptoms and receive custom wellness recommendations based on patterns in their daily logs. I used supervised learning techniques to train the app on input variables like cycle length, mood, diet, and energy levels. Though the project was small in scale, it was deeply personal and meaningful. It taught me how to structure data pipelines, evaluate model accuracy, and prioritize ethical, user-centered design. In addition, I’ve experimented with chatbot development, training models to recognize intent and generate human-like responses using NLP tools like spaCy and OpenAI’s API. This experience helped me understand the importance of context, tone, and empathy in building technology that truly connects with users.Looking ahead, I see AI not just as a tool for innovation, but as a vehicle for empowerment. I want to help close the digital divide by making AI solutions more accessible to underserved communities. Whether that’s through building health focused platforms, educational apps, or finance tools, I want to create systems that make people feel more in control of their lives not less. I’m especially interested in the intersection of AI and emotional intelligence. As we build smarter machines, I believe we also have a responsibility to make them more human aware. My long term goal is to contribute to the development of AI that is not only intelligent but ethical, inclusive, and emotionally attuned. This journey has taught me that AI isn’t just about coding it’s about problem-solving with compassion and curiosity. And I’m committed to using what I learn to make a real, measurable impact in the world around me. I'm so grateful for this experience and opportunity. I know that AI is going to shape a lot of people minds for the better and some the worst.

My biggest dream in life is to break every generational curse that’s ever touched my family and replace it with generational wealth, emotional healing, and legacy. I want to be the first in my lineage to live in overflow not just financially, but spiritually, mentally, and emotionally. I dream of a life where I can look around and see freedom: my family taken care of, my future children thriving, and myself living a life that feels like purpose, not just survival. I want to build several businesses—not just to make money, but to create systems that allow others to rise with me. I dream of owning real estate, investing in crypto and stocks, and making $500K+ a month—not for the number, but for the security, impact, and independence it represents. I want to show other Black girls, especially those with PCOS or health struggles, that they are not broken that they can take control of their body, their mind, and their future. My plan? It starts with discipline, self-love, and vision. Every day I’m learning more about finances, business, and holistic wellness. I’m investing in knowledge, surrounding myself with high-value environments, and building a life brick by brick even when no one’s watching. I’m healing from the inside out so I can lead with integrity. And most importantly, I’m staying rooted in faith, because I know this dream is bigger than me it’s ancestral, it’s divine, and I was born to fulfill it.This dream isn’t just about me. It’s about the little girl inside me who was tired of being overlooked, and it’s about the woman I’m becoming resilient, visionary, soft yet unstoppable. I know it won’t always be easy, but I was born for this. I feel it in my spirit.To get there, I’m staying consistent, staying grounded in faith, and building step by step. I’m investing in knowledge, setting goals, creating routines, and choosing habits that align with the woman I’m becoming. I remind myself daily that I don’t have to rush I just have to stay focused and aligned.This dream lives deep in my soul. It’s bigger than material things it’s about changing the story. I know I was chosen to do this. And I won’t stop until I do. I am so grateful for this opportunity and the amazing people who continue to push me and cheer me on everyday . I know I can accomplish anything.