Having grown up as an immigrant, I lived under the cover of traditional Asian values; discipline, excellence, and self-denial. My parents gave up everything to ensure for me a better life, and I felt a strong sense of obligation that their sacrifices should not be wasted. I performed well in school, followed all the rules, and always kept myself neat. I curtsied before the elders, struggled to be respectful, and practiced assiduously to be the perfect child. But beneath this silent perfection was a burning desperation to be seen, valued, and rewarded. As K-pop reached its peak popularity globally, I became obsessed. I did not want fame or respect, but with the beauty standard that came with it. I did not want to be an idol; I just wanted to be pretty enough for my parents to be able to brag about me. This slowly turned into an unhealthy fixation, and by the time I was a freshman in high school, I was diagnosed with anorexia nervosa. My physical and mental well-being quickly started to suffer. By sophomore year, I had to skip an entire semester so that I could be constantly monitored by medical professionals. I was unsafe, even to myself. I remember being in my hospital bed when my father, brother, and sister came to visit. My dad tried to lighten the mood by talking Vietnamese, saying, "Oh look at your bed, you even have a whole bathroom to yourself." I smiled, but my heart was breaking. I begged, "I don't want to be here. I can't even use the bathroom without someone watching me. Nobody trusts me. I hate it!" It took about two months for me to realize all the pain my illness was causing my family, both emotionally and financially. Treatment was super expensive. I felt like I was doing the one thing I had so diligently worked to achieve, to make my parents' life easier. Motivated by shame and a deep need to heal, I struggled through the wreckage. It wasn't easy, and it wasn't fast. But slowly and with great effort, I began to take back my body's relationship with food, with my body, and with myself. I still carry scars, emotional and psychological, but I also carry understanding. That experience left one thing absolutely clear to me: I must work with those in pain, but I know that I cannot do it in a typical hospital setting. The stress and emotional pressure would push me back into the mindset that took so much effort for me to shed. So I found another way, one that allows me to make a real difference behind the scenes. I would like to make medical devices, whether prosthetics that allow people to walk again, or diagnostic equipment that can detect disease earlier. I would like to make things that help people heal. Engineering offers me a way of marrying action with compassion. It allows me to give back to healthcare in a way that is meaningful, sustainable, and true to who I am. My past no longer makes me a broken individual, it makes me an individual who understands pain, and who is dedicated to using it for purpose.

My primary academic goal is to graduate with a bachelor’s degree in mechanical engineering. I have always loved how machines make a more trustworthy environment and lessen the stress of life. I am drawn to the way machines work and the manipulation we can do to machinery. However, what truly inspires me is applying this technical knowledge to improve lives, which is why I hope to work for a medical device company such as Johnson & Johnson. I see mechanical engineering as a path to innovations, and as a way to indirectly support the medical field and improve patient care. The idea of combining engineering and healthcare came to me through personal experience. I have seen firsthand how much medical technology impacts patients’ lives and how critical it is that this technology be both effective and accessible. In the ideal world, I aim to improve the lives of many. There have always been talk about how the United State of America is hopeless when it comes to providing their citizen healthcare. Since I am not gifted in the area of politics and economics, I want to help in other ways. The intent I have is to make quick progress. I see many countries with public healthcare and public hospitals that help their citizens in an hour or less. Time is precious to us humans, but for machines they have all the time in the world. Whether it’s improving prosthetics, refining surgical time,or optimizing diagnostic equipment, I want to help. In college I plan to understand how hospitals operate as well as getting internships in tech companies to further my knowledge. My career goal is to become an innovator in the mechanical technology field. I hope my plan to graduate with a mechanical engineering degree helps with my life long goal. I believe mechanical technology is a way to help subdue the cost of many medical compilations in the United States. Additionally, I want to be someone who not only builds better machines but also understands their impact on both patients and the healthcare system as a whole. In addition to my work professionally, I also want to invest in people. I want to mentor underrepresented students who are interested in studying STEM fields. Personally, I know how vital it is to have someone who believes in you and shows you what is possible and to help you get past the unknown. I want to be that person for others, especially those who feel invisible or disenfranchised. Representation and assistance can change someone's life, and I want to pay forward the trust that has guided me through my own. By engineering or by mentoring, I want to be a part of good change. I am convinced to use the tools I gain, both technical and human, to create a better world, a world where more people have access to the care, assistance, and opportunities they need.

My primary academic goal is to graduate with a bachelor’s degree in mechanical engineering. I have always loved how machines make a more trustworthy environment and lessen the stress of life. I am drawn to the way machines work and the manipulation we can do to machinery. However, what truly inspires me is applying this technical knowledge to improve lives, which is why I hope to work for a medical device company such as Johnson & Johnson. I see mechanical engineering as a path to innovations, and as a way to indirectly support the medical field and improve patient care. The idea of combining engineering and healthcare came to me through personal experience. I suffered with anorexia nervosa for about 2 years, and I see how it impacts the people around me. I know many girls who hate their looks and how it can drive them to madness. In the ideal world, I aim to improve the lives of many. I wish to make machines that can help people early in their stages of health concerns. I know that with many illness the earlier you catch it the easier is it on the body and mind. I had mild malnutrition, but it still toke 2 years to recover. I want to make a change in the medical industries, as I aim to make it easier to seek help. There have always been talk about how the United State of America is hopeless when it comes to providing their citizen healthcare. Since I am not gifted in the area of politics and economics, I want to help in other ways. The intent I have is to make quick progress. I see many countries with public healthcare and public hospitals that help their citizens in an hour or less. Time is precious to us humans, but for machines they have all the time in the world. Whether it’s improving prosthetics, refining surgical time, or optimizing diagnostic equipment, I want to help. In college I plan to understand how hospitals operate as well as getting internships in tech companies to further my knowledge. My career goal is to become an innovator in the mechanical technology field. I hope my plan to graduate with a mechanical engineering degree helps with my life long goal. I believe mechanical technology is a way to help subdue the cost of many medical compilations in the United States. Additionally, I want to be someone who not only builds better machines but also understands their impact on both patients and the healthcare system as a whole.

I believe change is realized when we apply our abilities to improve other people's lives. It is this that drives my need to apply my mechanical engineering degree to improve lives in the medical sector. I want to develop affordable and creative medical devices that enhance the efficiency of hospitals, saving patients and their families the expenses of these devices. By focusing on functionality, durability, and affordability, I aim to create devices that maximize patient outcomes while minimizing the wasteful cost of healthcare. My aspiration is to devise machines that do more than just perform, machines that truly leave a mark. Whether it's an affordable diagnostic tool for poor populations, a hardier surgical tool that reduces replacement costs, or one that streamlines hospital processes, my intention is to alleviate some of the economic strain too often associated with medical treatment. I want to be part of the effort to create a healthcare system that is not just technologically advanced but also accessible, compassionate, and sustainable. It's what drives me that engineering can be practical as well as profoundly humanitarian. I'd like to bridge the gap between innovation and compassion, where technical innovating directly enhances life. The medical profession saved my life when I was ill myself, and now I'd like to return the favor by making that medicine better and more accessible to others. In addition to my work professionally, I also want to invest in people. I want to mentor underrepresented students who are interested in studying STEM fields. Personally, I know how vital it is to have someone who believes in you and shows you what is possible and to help you get past the unknown. I want to be that person for others, especially those who feel invisible or disenfranchised. Representation and assistance can change someone's life, and I want to pay forward the trust that has guided me through my own. By engineering or by mentoring, I want to be a part of good change. I am convinced to use the tools I gain, both technical and human, to create a better world, a world where more people have access to the care, assistance, and opportunities they need.Having individuals believe in me motivates me to work at the highest level I can and prove to the world that their faith was not misplaced. I treasure that. This scholarship would not only help me financially, it would remind me that I do not have to do this by myself. Through you, I shall continue to walk on, complete my degree in mechanical engineering and utilize it to make a contribution in the health sector. I am ready to work hard, pay it back, and make a difference and I hope that you will have trust in me, just like I have confidence in myself.

My primary academic goal is to graduate with a bachelor’s degree in mechanical engineering. I have always loved how machines make a more trustworthy environment and lessen the stress of life. I am drawn to the way machines work and the manipulation we can do to machinery. However, what truly inspires me is applying this technical knowledge to improve lives, which is why I hope to work for a medical device company such as Johnson & Johnson. I see mechanical engineering as a path to innovations, and as a way to indirectly support the medical field and improve patient care. The idea of combining engineering and healthcare came to me through personal experience. I have seen firsthand how much medical technology impacts patients’ lives and how critical it is that this technology be both effective and accessible. In the ideal world, I aim to improve the lives of many. There have always been talk about how the United State of America is hopeless when it comes to providing their citizen healthcare. Since I am not gifted in the area of politics and economics, I want to help in other ways. The intent I have is to make quick progress. I see many countries with public healthcare and public hospitals that help their citizens in an hour or less. Time is precious to us humans, but for machines they have all the time in the world. Whether it’s improving prosthetics, refining surgical time,or optimizing diagnostic equipment, I want to help. In college I plan to understand how hospitals operate as well as getting internships in tech companies to further my knowledge. My career goal is to become an innovator in the mechanical technology field. I hope my plan to graduate with a mechanical engineering degree helps with my life long goal. I believe mechanical technology is a way to help subdue the cost of many medical compilations in the United States. Additionally, I want to be someone who not only builds better machines but also understands their impact on both patients and the healthcare system as a whole. Whether it's an affordable diagnostic tool for poor populations, a hardier surgical tool that reduces replacement costs, or one that streamlines hospital processes, my intention is to alleviate some of the economic strain too often associated with medical treatment. I want to be part of the effort to create a healthcare system that is not just technologically advanced but also accessible, compassionate, and sustainable. It's what drives me that engineering can be practical as well as profoundly humanitarian. I'd like to bridge the gap between innovation and compassion, where technical innovating directly enhances life. The medical profession saved my life when I was ill myself, and now I'd like to return the favor by making that medicine better and more accessible to others.

My primary academic goal is to graduate with a bachelor’s degree in mechanical engineering. I have always loved how machines make a more trustworthy environment and lessen the stress of life. I am drawn to the way machines work and the manipulation we can do to machinery. However, what truly inspires me is applying this technical knowledge to improve lives, which is why I hope to work for a medical device company such as Johnson & Johnson. I see mechanical engineering as a path to innovations, and as a way to indirectly support the medical field and improve patient care. I have seen firsthand how much medical technology impacts patients’ lives and how critical it is that this technology be both effective and accessible. In the ideal world, I aim to improve the lives of many. There have always been talk about how the United State of America is hopeless when it comes to providing their citizen healthcare. Since I am not gifted in the area of politics and economics, I want to help in other ways. The intent I have is to make quick progress. I see many countries with public healthcare and public hospitals that help their citizens in an hour or less. Time is precious to us humans, but for machines they have all the time in the world. Whether it’s improving prosthetics, refining surgical time,or optimizing diagnostic equipment, I want to help. In college I plan to understand how hospitals operate as well as getting internships in tech companies to further my knowledge. My career goal is to become an innovator in the mechanical technology field. I hope my plan to graduate with a mechanical engineering degree helps with my life long goal. I believe mechanical technology is a way to help subdue the cost of many medical compilations in the United States. Additionally, I want to be someone who not only builds better machines but also understands their impact on both patients and the healthcare system as a whole. I believe change is realized when we apply our abilities to improve other people's lives. It is this that drives my need to apply my mechanical engineering degree to improve lives in the medical sector. I want to develop affordable and creative medical devices that enhance the efficiency of hospitals, saving patients and their families the expenses of these devices. By focusing on functionality, durability, and affordability, I aim to create devices that maximize patient outcomes while minimizing the wasteful cost of healthcare. My aspiration is to devise machines that do more than just perform, machines that truly leave a mark. Whether it's an affordable diagnostic tool for poor populations, a hardier surgical tool that reduces replacement costs, or one that streamlines hospital processes, my intention is to alleviate some of the economic strain too often associated with medical treatment. I want to be part of the effort to create a healthcare system that is not just technologically advanced but also accessible, compassionate, and sustainable. It's what drives me that engineering can be practical as well as profoundly humanitarian. I'd like to bridge the gap between innovation and compassion, where technical innovating directly enhances life. The medical profession saved my life when I was ill myself, and now I'd like to return the favor by making that medicine better and more accessible to others. Representation and assistance can change someone's life, and I want to pay forward the trust that has guided me through my own. By engineering, I want to be a part of good change.

Having grown up as an immigrant, I lived under the cover of traditional Asian values; discipline, excellence, and self-denial. My parents gave up everything to ensure for me a better life, and I felt a strong sense of obligation that their sacrifices should not be wasted. I performed well in school, followed all the rules, and always kept myself neat. I curtsied before the elders, struggled to be respectful, and practiced assiduously to be the perfect child. But beneath this silent perfection was a burning desperation to be seen, valued, and rewarded. As K-pop reached its peak popularity globally, I became obsessed. I did not want fame or respect, but with the beauty standard that came with it. I did not want to be an idol; I just wanted to be pretty enough for my parents to be able to brag about me. This slowly turned into an unhealthy fixation, and by the time I was a freshman in high school, I was diagnosed with anorexia nervosa. My physical and mental well-being quickly started to suffer. By sophomore year, I had to skip an entire semester so that I could be constantly monitored by medical professionals. I was unsafe, even to myself. I remember being in my hospital bed when my father, brother, and sister came to visit. My dad tried to lighten the mood by talking Vietnamese, saying, "Oh look at your bed, you even have a whole bathroom to yourself." I smiled, but my heart was breaking. I begged, "I don't want to be here. I can't even use the bathroom without someone watching me. Nobody trusts me. I hate it!" It took about two months for me to realize all the pain my illness was causing my family, both emotionally and financially. Treatment was super expensive. I felt like I was doing the one thing I had so diligently worked to achieve, to make my parents' life easier. Motivated by shame and a deep need to heal, I struggled through the wreckage. It wasn't easy, and it wasn't fast. But slowly and with great effort, I began to take back my body's relationship with food, with my body, and with myself. I still carry scars, emotional and psychological, but I also carry understanding. That experience left one thing absolutely clear to me: I must work with those in pain, but I know that I cannot do it in a typical hospital setting. The stress and emotional pressure would push me back into the mindset that took so much effort for me to shed. So I found another way, one that allows me to make a real difference behind the scenes. I would like to make medical devices, whether prosthetics that allow people to walk again, or diagnostic equipment that can detect disease earlier. I would like to make things that help people heal. Engineering offers me a way of marrying action with compassion. It allows me to give back to healthcare in a way that is meaningful, sustainable, and true to who I am. My past no longer makes me a broken individual, it makes me an individual who understands pain, and who is dedicated to using it for purpose.

Having grown up as an immigrant, I lived under the cover of traditional Asian values; discipline, excellence, and self-denial. My parents gave up everything to ensure for me a better life, and I felt a strong sense of obligation that their sacrifices should not be wasted. I performed well in school, followed all the rules, and always kept myself neat. I curtsied before the elders, struggled to be respectful, and practiced assiduously to be the perfect child. But beneath this silent perfection was a burning desperation to be seen, valued, and rewarded. As K-pop reached its peak popularity globally, I became obsessed. I did not want fame or respect, but with the beauty standard that came with it. I did not want to be an idol; I just wanted to be pretty enough for my parents to be able to brag about me. This slowly turned into an unhealthy fixation, and by the time I was a freshman in high school, I was diagnosed with anorexia nervosa. My physical and mental well-being quickly started to suffer. By sophomore year, I had to skip an entire semester so that I could be constantly monitored by medical professionals. I was unsafe, even to myself. I remember being in my hospital bed when my father, brother, and sister came to visit. My dad tried to lighten the mood by talking Vietnamese, saying, "Oh look at your bed, you even have a whole bathroom to yourself." I smiled, but my heart was breaking. I begged, "I don't want to be here. I can't even use the bathroom without someone watching me. Nobody trusts me. I hate it!" It took about two months for me to realize all the pain my illness was causing my family, both emotionally and financially. Treatment was super expensive. I felt like I was doing the one thing I had so diligently worked to achieve, make my parents' life easier. Motivated by shame and a deep need to heal, I struggled through the wreckage. It wasn't easy, and it wasn't fast. But slowly and with great effort, I began to take back my body's relationship with food, with my body, and with myself. I still carry scars, emotional and psychological, but I also carry understanding. That experience left one thing absolutely clear to me: I must work with those in pain, but I know that I cannot do it in a typical hospital setting. The stress and emotional pressure would push me back into the mindset that took so much effort for me to shed. So I found another way, one that allows me to make a real difference behind the scenes. I would like to make medical devices, whether prosthetics that allow people to walk again, or diagnostic equipment that can detect disease earlier. I would like to make things that help people heal. Engineering offers me a way of marrying action with compassion. It allows me to give back to healthcare in a way that is meaningful, sustainable, and true to who I am. My past no longer makes me a broken individual, it makes me an individual who understands pain, and who is dedicated to using it for purpose.

One of my proudest academic achievements is maintaining a high GPA throughout school even through a very hard time. I never had an issue with holding up my grades. I have a pretty big ego because, even though I never study, I get above average scores. This inflated ego also makes me very weak to criticism. I had a hard time accepting rejects when I first started high school. I developed an eating disorder freshman year due to my inferiority complex. It impacted my sophomore year so much I did not go to school for the first semester. Once I returned to school, I fell behind. I lost motivation for a lot of my passions and hobbies, but the thing that changed the most was my attitude toward achievements. I lost the need to be more than average. It took a long time to find that spark in learning again, but I did near the end of my senior year. I know that I am not outstanding in any way, but I think that there are things that people do not tell. Through this journey, I came to appreciate life in a way I never had before. I also saw, firsthand, how complex and expensive medical care can be, not just emotionally, but financially. I witnessed how hard it was on families to cover treatment, myself included. That experience stuck with me. Recovering has taught me the value of life and the importance of access to quality, affordable healthcare. During my treatment, I saw how expensive and overwhelming medical care can be for families. Since I am not interested in working in a hospital, where there are many stressful and life binding decisions, I see that engineering could be a way to contribute. These experiences have shaped me into someone who is resilient, focused, and deeply passionate about using my skills to help others. I believe change is realized when we apply our abilities to improve other people's lives. It is this that drives my need to apply my mechanical engineering degree to improve lives in the medical sector. I want to develop affordable and creative medical devices that enhance the efficiency of hospitals, saving patients and their families the expenses of these devices. By focusing on functionality, durability, and affordability, I aim to create devices that maximize patient outcomes while minimizing the wasteful cost of healthcare. Whether it's an affordable diagnostic tool for poor populations, a hardier surgical tool that reduces replacement costs, or one that streamlines hospital processes, my intention is to alleviate some of the economic strain too often associated with medical treatment. I'd like to bridge the gap between innovation and compassion, where technical innovating directly enhances life. The medical profession saved my life when I was ill, and now I'd like to return the favor by making that medicine better and more accessible to others. Personally, I know how vital it is to have someone who believes in you and shows you what is possible and to help you get past the unknown. I want to be that person for others, especially those who feel invisible or disenfranchised. Representation and assistance can change someone's life, and I want to pay forward the trust that has guided me through my own. By engineering or by mentoring, I want to be a part of good change. I am convinced to use the tools I gain, both technical and human, to create a better world, a world where more people have access to the care, assistance, and opportunities they need.

A family isn’t always necessary, but when life feels like a barren wasteland, nothing feels necessary at all. I didn’t possess the courage to embrace death, yet my existence felt devoid of living. As the middle child and the first daughter, my presence was always acknowledged but never regarded as a focal point of concern. I was never invisible, yet I was never the center of attention either. I longed to be seen as more than a mere presence; I wanted to be a source of pride, someone my parents could boast about to distant relatives and friends. I envisioned myself as the younger sister who was effortlessly cool, someone to be admired rather than shunned. I dreamt of being the older sister who was trusted with secrets and gossip. Instead, I found myself simply aging, the passage of time marking my existence without adding any true substance to it. Childhood, as I recall it, was filled with the vibrancy of others’ experiences rather than my own. I remember my brother, so young, handling complex government papers that seemed far beyond his years.My sister brings joy to her environment with her cheerful nature. I remember my cousin who, at thirteen, was already navigating relationships and earning money. I remember friends sharing amazing stories. Yet, all I remember of myself is my name—a name without a story, a presence that seemed interchangeable. I owe an apology to my family for witnessing me fall apart. My self-loathing drove me to extreme measures—dieting, exercising to the point of self-destruction. This led to a prolonged hospital stay of six months. In that sterile environment, surrounded by others in similar despair, envy took root. They struggled too, yet their struggles seemed more profound than mine. I knew I was battling anorexia nervosa and needed help, but I hesitated to accept it. My memories from the hospital blur—recovery and a lingering desire for the world to end. I never harbored hatred, only a painful pride in my suffering, for it shielded me from facing those I had deeply impacted. The thought of seeing my brother, who seemed to be thriving and achieving so much, was unbearable. Even though we are just a year apart, my inability to care for myself felt like an insurmountable chasm between us. Facing my sister, knowing the gravity of my illness on her life, was equally daunting. I couldn’t bear to question my purpose, a question whose answer I feared to confront. Yet, as I navigate this journey, I am beginning to see a glimmer of hope. Life, however precarious, offers time—time to mend, to live for my family. My parents are aging, and I yearn for them to see a reflection of themselves in me, to know that their legacy endures through me. I want to support my brother, not as someone lesser, but as an equal. I want to be a beacon for my younger sister, demonstrating what one can achieve despite the odds.My life may not be about my own desires or ambitions, but I can still find meaning in the connections I cherish. Even if I struggle to live for myself, I can strive to make my existence meaningful for those who matter. And perhaps, in doing so, I’ll be able to help my community for the better. A role might chain me down to expectations, but a life will chain me down to realization and discovery.

Growing up as an immigrant from Vietnam, my Asian American background has shaped my identity and aspirations in profound ways. My life, while relatively easy compared to the struggles of many, is deeply rooted in the sacrifices made by my parents. Like most Asian families, they came to this country seeking a better life, and their journey has instilled in me a strong sense of purpose and determination. The difference is that they dropped their life in Vietnam where they lived for over 30 years only to face more hardships than ever just for me and my siblings. My parents' current combined income of $42,000 may seem modest, but it has never made me feel deprived. I have always had the essentials: food, shelter, and education. However, I am acutely aware that my comfort comes at a cost. My father bears the physical scars and burns from years of hard labor as a welder, a profession that demands both strength and resilience. Each mark on his skin tells a story of his dedication and the sacrifices he made to provide for our family. He would go home and take a nap, but he would wake up the moment I tell him I needed to go to the store to buy my face cleanser. My mother, who works in a nail salon, experiences the daily itchiness and discomfort in her fingers from the toxic chemicals she encounters. Her labor rewarded with green bills, but it also carries risks to her health and well-being. Even through all exhaustions, my mom make sure the meals are hot with vegetable soups, braised pork belly, and of course rice. These experiences have not only shaped my understanding of hard work and sacrifice but have also fueled my desire to pursue higher education. I want to provide my parents with the medical care they need and the opportunities they sacrificed for me to have. They have always encouraged me to pursue my dreams, and now I want to give back to them in meaningful ways. I envision a future where I can ensure their health is prioritized, where they can live without the worry of financial burdens, and where their dreams can finally come to fruition. I do not think that the fruit of my character is because of being Asian American. However the experience of being Asian America makes me proud. I can speak two languages and is aware of many cultures. Furthermore, I'm not too sure if my parent background of being a middle school dropout in Vietnam to support their families with farming labor, have made me who I am today or if it is the spanking I endure when I did not bow to the guests. However, my parents have fueled my journey with love, sacrifice, and an unwavering commitment to ensuring a better future for my family. Through education, I aim to transform their sacrifices into opportunities, creating a legacy that honors their struggles and celebrates our shared dreams.

When most people face adversity, they often seek consolation in the divine, engaging in prayer, rituals, or even sacrifices. This search for comfort stems from an innate desire for hope, often manifesting in dreams of extraordinary change—such as the unlikely prospect of winning a lottery. Despite the awareness of improbability, such hopes sustain the human spirit. It can be connected that emotions are the reason for religion. There is no causation but there are correlations, such as hospitals hear the most prayers and express the most griefs of emotions. However, this emotional capacity is not exclusive to humans. Many species, particularly mammals like elephants, dogs, and even certain birds, exhibit complex emotional responses. Research indicates that elephants demonstrate behaviors indicative of mourning; they show signs of grief when encountering the bones of deceased relatives, often touching them with their trunks and remaining silent for extended periods (Mason, 2004). Similarly, studies reveal that dogs can experience a range of emotions, such as joy, jealousy, and even anxiety, influenced by their social environments (Kerezy, 2020). These emotional experiences raise compelling questions about the potential for animals to possess forms of belief or spirituality. Historically, many cultures have revered animals as embodiments of divine qualities, often worshiping them as gods. Ancient Egyptian religion is particularly notable for its pantheon of animal deities. Deities like Anubis, the jackal-headed god associated with mummification, and Bastet, the lioness goddess representing home and fertility, were revered not just for their power but also for the traits they embodied. The reverence for these animals was so profound that they were often mummified and buried with honors, reflecting a deep cultural belief in their spiritual significance (Hornung, 1999). In addition to the Egyptians, other civilizations also demonstrated this phenomenon till this day. For instance, in Hinduism, the cow is considered sacred and is worshiped as a symbol of non-violence and motherhood. Approximately 80% of Hindus identify the cow as a symbol of sacredness, showcasing the widespread cultural reverence for this animal (Eck, 2004). Such examples illustrate how ancient societies sought to understand their world through their connection to animals, attributing spiritual meaning to their existence. These animal deities played crucial roles in mythology, symbolizing strength, protection, and fertility. Now to put the animal in humans shoes, could it be that there are species that worship humans or other animals as gods? The reverence for these animals highlights the intrinsic link between nature and spirituality, suggesting that the understanding of divinity often extended beyond human constructs. While critics argue that animal cognition is less developed than that of humans, evidence increasingly suggests otherwise. A study published in Animal Cognition indicates that certain primates possess a level of self-awareness, as evidenced by their ability to recognize themselves in mirrors—an ability shared with only a few species, including humans (Anderson & Gallup, 2016). This self-awareness implies a cognitive complexity that may lend itself to forms of belief or understanding of existence. Another example would be the migratory patterns of certain animals, such as whales, further underscore the complexities of animal behavior and potential rituals. Humpback whales have been observed traveling thousands of miles, in a straight path with remarkable accuracy, even while navigating through harsh weather and varied oceanic conditions. While researchers propose navigational mechanisms such as the Earth’s magnetic field, there remains a level of uncertainty about how they achieve such precision over vast distances (Gail et al., 2011). Additionally humpback whales do not feed much during migration to the equator and rely on their stored fats, and they don’t find much food while migrating either. There are many theories, but are yet to be proven, which raises the question of why the creatures migrate. The notion that these migratory behaviors could symbolize a ritualistic journey invites intriguing parallels with human practices is not off the table. Just as humans engage in rituals during significant life events, such as New Year celebrations or attendance of the Mecca for Muslims, animals may partake in their own forms of ritual, driven by instinctual or other needs. The concepts of consciousness and sentience are often explored in philosophical discussions. Consciousness generally refers to an awareness of an external reality, which can be difficult to quantify. In contrast, sentience emphasizes an organism’s capacity to engage with its environment, make decisions, and navigate its surroundings, offering a more objective measure. It is evident that most, if not all, organisms possess some level of sentience. This has led many to regard humans as "higher" beings due to our conscious awareness. However, from the perspective of dogs or elephants, our consciousness might seem quite limited—similar to the question of "What is it like to be a bat?" Furthermore, a super-intelligent alien might view our cognitive abilities as trivial, possibly considering our form of consciousness as non-existent. Defining religion poses its own challenges. At its core, religion encompasses beliefs that provide explanations for the world, alongside associated behaviors. While the anthropological study of religion emphasizes human practices, it raises questions about the possibility of spiritual beliefs in other species. Despite the lack of empirical evidence of ritualistic behavior in animals, the notion that they might possess a form of spirituality warrants exploration. The absence of conclusive proof for animal religion does not preclude the possibility. Should we discover behaviors in animals that resemble religious practices—be it ritual mourning, communal behaviors linked to natural cycles, or the establishment of hierarchies that echo spiritual leadership—it could revolutionize our understanding of consciousness and spirituality, suggesting that the concept of a deity may not be exclusive to humans. For instance, if we were to observe a species engaging in a consistent pattern of behavior that involves honoring deceased members or demonstrating collective mourning, it could be argued that such actions reflect a rudimentary form of spirituality. The potential for rituals in animal behavior has yet to be thoroughly explored, but the implications are vast. To find life beyond this universe, we should instead of viewing humans as the “higher” being and learning more about the human race, we should study the life of another being. By embracing this perspective, we open ourselves to the wisdom and insights that all forms of life can offer, enriching our understanding of our place in the universe. Perhaps if we were to look further from our own perspectives, say a humpback whale, then it is possible to prove the existence of consciousness. References Anderson, J. R., & Gallup, G. G. (2016). "Self-recognition in the great apes: A comparison of chimpanzees, orangutans, and gorillas." 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Minecraft was the first video game I ever played. That is a lie by the way. My initial introduction into the concept of Minecraft was through a knockoff version on a $100 LG tablet back in 2013. Although this version did not save progress and lacked many features. At that time, financial constraints meant that spending money on games was a luxury I could not afford. However, my dream of playing the official Minecraft Pocket Edition remained. That dream was realized when my cousin, understanding my enthusiasm, purchased the game for $6.99. I was finally able to log into legitimate Minecraft on my father’s phone, a significant upgrade from my previous experience. My excitement quickly turned to frustration as I faced the game’s challenges head-on. I died within the first night, overwhelmed by skeletons and my lack of understanding about health regeneration. This initial struggle was pivotal; it drove me to seek help online and led me to a treasure trove of Minecraft content on YouTube. Discovering Ldshadowlady’s videos was a game-changer. Through her content, I learned the basics of Minecraft, which set the stage for my journey. Mining, a lot of mining. The joy of uncovering resources and the satisfaction of becoming “rich” in the game mirrored my desire to overcome real-life financial limitations. I remember how I hoarded iron ore and hesitated to use iron pickaxes, driven by a scarcity mindset rooted in my experiences of using low-quality items due to financial constraints. This mindset was not just about the game; it was a reflection of my real-world circumstances and the frugality I practiced in everyday life. As time passed, my relationship with Minecraft evolved. The scarcity mindset gradually gave way to a broader appreciation for the game’s creative possibilities. With growing interest in art and crafts, I began to channel my creativity into Minecraft. The game became more than just a resource-hunting adventure; it transformed into a platform for artistic expression. Building intricate structures and designing imaginative worlds allowed me to explore and showcase my creative abilities. This transition from mining to building highlights a significant shift in my mindset. While the joy of gathering resources remains, it now coexists with a deep appreciation for the art of creation. I learned to balance resource management with creative freedom, embracing the idea that investing in high-quality materials—whether in-game or in real life—can enhance the end result.

Growing up in an Asian culture where appearance often took precedence over other values, I found myself trapped in a cycle where my self-worth was closely tied to my physical appearance. The societal pressures and cultural expectations imposed on me led to a relentless focus on how I looked rather than who I was. This fixation became an overwhelming force, influencing my actions and thoughts in ways that were both destructive and isolating. In my formative years, I struggled with intense anxiety about my appearance, particularly when it came to wearing tight-fitting clothes. Social gatherings, once enjoyable, became sources of dread, as I feared judgment and criticism about my looks and personality. I believed that achieving academic excellence could compensate for what I perceived as a flawed appearance. Despite excelling in my studies, the internal sensation of inadequacy persisted, as though no amount of academic success could overcome the perceived flaws in my appearance. The pressure to conform to unrealistic beauty standards became unbearable. My anxiety around food grew to the point where eating felt like a betrayal of my self-worth. I began to punish myself through starvation, convinced that physical changes were the only way to be valued. This dangerous cycle led me to become dangerously thin, ultimately requiring hospitalization. In the hospital, I faced my deepest fears as I was forced to eat, and even the smallest amounts of food brought me to tears. The internal voices of self-loathing told me that I did not deserve support or recovery, further complicating my healing process. The road to recovery was arduous. During the six months of monitoring, I grappled with feelings of being a burden to my family. However, as I began to heal, I shifted my focus towards my education once again, driven by a desire to give back to my parents who had supported me through my darkest times. My goal became clear: to provide them with the luxurious vacation and lovely home they deserved, as a token of my gratitude. Beyond this personal goal, I felt a profound calling to create a space for anxious teens who might be experiencing similar struggles. I envisioned establishing a supportive environment where young people could find solace and understanding, a place that would offer the guidance and encouragement that I had so desperately needed. Allowing them to focus on their education over meaningless addictions. By sharing my journey and creating resources for others, I aim to provide a beacon of hope and support for those navigating their own battles with self-worth and body image. My journey from self-doubt to self-acceptance has been transformative. Embracing my flaws and learning to value myself beyond appearance has been empowering. I am committed to using my experiences to inspire and assist others, to offer the kind of support that fosters healing and self-acceptance. By creating a space for anxious teens and giving back to those who have supported me, I hope to make a positive impact and help others find their path to self-worth and fulfillment.