The first time I stepped into an emergency room as a healthcare worker, I wasn’t prepared for how deeply it would shape me. I wasn’t just witnessing trauma—I was witnessing resilience. That day, a young man came in after a car accident, disoriented and scared. As an EMT and nurse extern, I helped stabilize him, held his hand, and reassured his mother when she arrived in tears. It wasn’t the adrenaline that drew me in—it was the privilege of being present at someone’s most vulnerable moment and offering both skill and compassion. That’s when I knew the emergency department wasn’t just a workplace for me. It was my calling. My passion for emergency services began before I ever wore scrubs. Growing up in Pensacola, Florida, and later in St. Petersburg, I saw firsthand what it meant to live in underserved communities. My love for giving back started early, when I began volunteering in local soup kitchens. I still remember the faces of people who came through the doors—some of them unsure of where their next meal would come from, others just grateful to be treated with dignity. These experiences taught me that no act of service is ever too small. Even a warm meal and a kind word can offer someone the hope they need to keep going. Later, I began volunteering with the Miracle League, a baseball league for children with disabilities. Helping children who are often left out of traditional sports feel included, supported, and celebrated was a humbling experience. Watching a child hit a ball for the first time and seeing the pure joy in their eyes reminded me of why I serve. Whether I was pushing a wheelchair around the bases or high-fiving after a home run, those moments were more powerful than anything I’ve experienced on a scoreboard. Sports have also played a huge role in shaping who I am today. I played baseball, basketball, and ran track throughout my youth. These sports taught me discipline, teamwork, and the importance of perseverance. Whether I was training in the Florida heat or coming back from a tough loss, I learned how to stay focused on the bigger goal. Those lessons carry over into my work in the emergency department, where every decision, every moment of composure, and every ounce of effort matters. Today, I’m pursuing my nursing degree while working as both an EMT and a nurse extern in a busy ER. These roles have given me a front-row seat to the fast-paced, emotionally demanding, and deeply rewarding world of emergency care. I’ve seen what it means to hold someone's life in your hands, to be the calm in someone’s storm, and to advocate for patients who can’t advocate for themselves. Each shift strengthens my commitment to this field and pushes me to grow further. My ultimate goal is to become a nurse practitioner working in the emergency department. I want to continue caring for patients on the front lines—diagnosing, treating, and educating them—especially in communities like the ones I come from. I believe healthcare should be accessible, compassionate, and culturally competent. As a nurse practitioner, I plan to focus on improving health outcomes for underserved populations and addressing barriers such as lack of trust in the healthcare system, limited transportation, or financial instability. This scholarship would not only ease the financial burden of tuition, clinical supplies, and living expenses—it would be an investment in my future and the future of the communities I will serve. Every skill I gain, every class I complete, and every certification I earn brings me one step closer to serving as a leader and advocate in emergency medicine. In the years to come, I see myself not just saving lives in the ER, but also giving back outside of it—mentoring young healthcare students, continuing to volunteer with organizations like Miracle League, and developing outreach programs that educate youth about emergency preparedness and health literacy. I believe true service extends beyond the hospital walls. It’s about showing up when it matters most—whether that's in an exam room, a soup kitchen, a baseball field, or a neighborhood struggling to access care. My journey has been fueled by those moments, and I’m committed to turning them into lifelong impact. Because in emergency care, every second matters. And I plan to spend every second I’m given making those moments count.

More Than Data: The Spirit of the Filipino-American Journey If an AI system were trained to understand and represent the Filipino-American experience, I would want it to begin not with facts, but with feelings—the unspoken bond between generations, the warmth of a shared meal, and the quiet strength of sacrifice passed down from parents to children. As a Filipino-American, my story is woven with family, faith, and pakikisama—the value of harmony and being in good relationship with others. My childhood was filled with loud family gatherings where voices overlapped, laughter echoed through the house, and food—lumpia, pancit, lechon—was how we said “I love you.” It’s in those moments that I first understood what community really meant: showing up for one another, always, even without being asked. I’d want AI to understand that Filipino-Americans carry the legacy of resilience. Our parents and grandparents left everything familiar behind for the hope of opportunity. That hope lives in me now as I work through long nights of study, push through financial hardship, and commit myself to a future in nursing—not only for myself, but for those who came before me. But no algorithm could ever truly capture the depth of utang na loob—a profound sense of gratitude and duty we feel toward our families. It’s not transactional. It’s spiritual. It’s knowing that every late shift I work, every class I pass, is my way of repaying the dreams my family never got to chase for themselves. An AI could read thousands of Filipino-American stories, analyze our language patterns, map our immigration histories—but it could never feel the quiet ache of missing home, even when you were born here. It couldn't replicate the weight of being the “first” in your family to go to college, or the conflicting pressure to succeed without losing who you are. It wouldn't understand how my identity is shaped by two worlds—American independence and Filipino collectivism—constantly balancing both with pride and tension. My journey as a Filipino-American is not just about representation; it’s about recognition. I want to be seen not as data points, but as a bridge between cultures. Someone who honors their roots while building new paths. Someone who chooses service—through nursing, community work, and everyday kindness—because that’s how we uplift each other in our culture: we give of ourselves so others can rise too. I used AI to make common grammar corrections via Grammarly.com

My name is Noah Kalili, and I’m currently pursuing my nursing degree at Galen College of Nursing in St. Petersburg, Florida. I’ve always believed that true strength is shown not just by how you carry yourself, but by how you serve others—and that belief has guided my journey through athletics, academics, and community involvement. Growing up in Pensacola, Florida, sports were a major part of my life. I competed in baseball, basketball, and track—each sport shaping me in different ways. Baseball taught me patience and precision. Basketball pushed me to be a team player and think quickly under pressure. Track taught me mental discipline and the importance of pacing myself, even when the finish line felt far away. These lessons transferred into the classroom and beyond, especially in my current role as a student nurse. While sports shaped my mindset, it was through volunteering that I discovered what truly lights a fire in my heart—serving others. I first began volunteering in soup kitchens in less fortunate areas around Pensacola and later in St. Petersburg. I remember sitting with families and individuals who were simply grateful for a warm meal and a conversation. These experiences humbled me. They reminded me of the power of presence, kindness, and consistency in a world that often overlooks the vulnerable. One of the most transformative experiences I’ve had was volunteering with the Miracle League—an organization that allows children with disabilities to play baseball in a supportive and joyful environment. Being able to assist these children on the field, cheer them on, and witness their smiles showed me what true courage and joy look like. They didn’t need perfection; they just needed connection. I walked away from every game inspired and changed. These experiences have been key contributors to my growth as both a person and a future nurse. I realized that my calling is not just to treat symptoms, but to serve people with compassion, dignity, and respect—especially those society often forgets. I want to one day serve as a nurse anesthetist in the U.S. military, combining my passion for medicine with my commitment to service. Currently, I’m working as a nurse extern in the emergency department while maintaining my GPA and pushing through clinicals and coursework. It’s not easy, especially as I pay for school and related expenses out of pocket. This scholarship would provide much-needed financial relief and allow me to continue my studies without the constant stress of making ends meet. Receiving this scholarship wouldn’t just support my education—it would invest in a future nurse who is committed to making a real impact. I want to carry forward the same spirit of service I learned in Pensacola soup kitchens and on Miracle League fields, bringing that heart into every hospital room, military base, and community I step into. Thank you for considering me.

From Patient Transport to Purpose: My Path to Nursing I didn’t always know I wanted to be a nurse. Like many people fresh out of high school, I thought I needed to follow a prestigious path—something like medical school. But what truly changed the course of my life wasn’t a classroom or textbook. It was a series of raw, human experiences that showed me the kind of impact I wanted to make—and the kind of person I wanted to become. I began working as a hospital transporter shortly after moving to Tampa. At the time, I was searching for direction, unsure of what my next step should be. Day after day, I wheeled patients through the sterile hallways of the hospital. Most rides were silent. But occasionally, a patient would open up—sharing their fears, their pain, or sometimes just their appreciation that someone saw them as more than a diagnosis. These small exchanges started to open my eyes to something deeper: the power of presence. Nurses, I noticed, weren’t just performing tasks—they were often the ones holding a hand during bad news, translating complex medical language into comfort, and advocating when no one else would. That realization grew during my volunteer work with the Miracle League, where I assisted children with disabilities in playing baseball. Many of the kids had medical conditions or developmental delays, but on that field, they were simply kids—full of energy, laughter, and determination. I saw the importance of treating people with dignity, regardless of their limitations. That lesson stuck with me and would later become one of the core values I carry with me into nursing. Personal health challenges also gave me a front-row seat to what compassionate care looks like. During a difficult season of dealing with mental and emotional stress, I was fortunate to encounter a nurse who went beyond her job description. She listened. She offered resources. She made me feel safe. In that moment, I realized that nurses have the power not only to heal the body, but to ease the burdens people carry silently. These experiences reshaped my goals. I no longer saw nursing as just a profession—it became a calling. I enrolled in Galen College of Nursing and have since committed myself to becoming the kind of nurse who shows up with skill, empathy, and integrity. My long-term goal is to become a Certified Registered Nurse Anesthetist (CRNA) and serve in the U.S. military, where I can care for those who serve our country and bring a calm, compassionate presence to high-pressure environments. Financially, the road hasn’t been easy. Between tuition, medical supplies, transportation, and living costs, pursuing nursing has required sacrifices and faith. A scholarship would significantly ease the burden and allow me to stay focused on my education and clinical training. More than that, it would represent someone believing in my potential to make a difference. Nursing isn’t just a job I chose—it’s a response to the people and moments that have shaped me. From hospital rooms to baseball fields, from personal battles to professional dreams, each step has led me here. I’m ready to give back, to serve with purpose, and to be the kind of nurse that others remember—not just for what I do, but for how I make them feel.

How Mental Health Shaped My Beliefs, Relationships, and Career Goals By Noah Kalili Mental health is a subject that has significantly impacted how I see myself, relate to others, and envision my future. Through both personal challenges and observing the struggles of people close to me, I’ve come to understand just how essential emotional and psychological well-being is—not just for individuals, but for communities and systems, especially in healthcare. There was a time in my life when I believed that pushing through and staying quiet about stress, anxiety, or emotional pain was a sign of strength. I internalized the idea that mental toughness meant silence. But that mindset quickly broke down as I faced the pressures of balancing school, work, financial stress, and personal responsibilities. I began to realize that ignoring mental health doesn't make it disappear—it makes it louder, often at the worst moments. As I matured and gained more insight, especially during my nursing education, I began to shift my thinking. I saw firsthand how unaddressed mental health struggles affect decision-making, motivation, relationships, and even physical health. I also saw the importance of being open and supportive with the people around me, encouraging conversation, listening without judgment, and removing the stigma around seeking help. One of the most influential experiences in developing this mindset was my time volunteering with the Miracle League, a baseball program for children with physical and developmental disabilities. Each week, I worked one-on-one with children who faced challenges that were both visible and invisible. Many of them experienced emotional hurdles, from social anxiety to difficulty with self-confidence. What amazed me most was how much joy and growth they experienced simply by being part of a supportive, encouraging environment. Those experiences taught me that compassion and patience go a long way—and that mental and emotional support is just as vital as physical care. It helped me see people for who they are beyond their conditions, which has deeply influenced how I approach both relationships and my career in healthcare. As a nursing student pursuing my Bachelor of Science in Nursing (BSN), I’m preparing for a future where I can provide holistic, person-centered care. My goal is to work in critical care, where the pressure is high, but the need for emotional intelligence is even higher. I want to eventually become a Certified Registered Nurse Anesthetist (CRNA) and also serve in the U.S. military as a nurse. These roles require strong clinical skills—but they also demand empathy, observation, and the ability to recognize when someone needs more than just a medical intervention. My understanding of mental health has taught me to be more attentive, to listen for what isn't being said, and to treat each person as a whole—mind and body. It has shaped the way I support my peers in school, connect with patients during clinicals, and show up for the people in my personal life. In the end, my experiences with mental health haven’t just changed my beliefs—they’ve made me a better communicator, a more grounded leader, and a more compassionate future nurse. I hope to use these lessons to make a lasting impact wherever I serve, whether that’s in a hospital room, on the field with kids, or in a combat zone providing care to those who protect others.

Faith-Led Leadership: Serving Through Christ’s Example By Noah Kalili My leadership style is deeply rooted in my faith in Jesus Christ. I believe that true leadership isn’t about power or recognition—it’s about servanthood, humility, and being willing to show up when others need someone to believe in them. “But among you it will be different. Whoever wants to be a leader among you must be your servant” (Matthew 20:26, NLT). This verse is the foundation of how I lead. My goal as a leader is to reflect Christ in my actions—by lifting others up, leading with integrity, and staying grounded in compassion. One of the most defining moments of faith-driven leadership in my life came while I was volunteering with the Miracle League, a baseball program for children with special needs. Each week, I worked alongside kids who had various physical and developmental disabilities. I wasn’t just pitching balls or pushing wheelchairs—I was creating space for them to experience joy, confidence, and the freedom of being celebrated for exactly who they were. There was one particular boy named Elijah who didn’t speak much and was hesitant to engage at first. Week after week, I kept encouraging him—high-fives, smiles, small conversations—even when there was no response. I prayed for patience and asked God to let my presence be enough. One day, to everyone’s surprise, Elijah ran the bases after a hit—and when he made it to home plate, he looked at me and smiled. It was the first time I had seen him smile. That moment reminded me of what it truly means to lead through faith: showing up, staying consistent, and letting love—not words—do the work. That experience shaped my vision for the future in profound ways. It reminded me that leadership isn’t always loud. Sometimes it’s in the quiet acts of service, the prayers behind the scenes, and the moments when you choose love over recognition. As I pursue a career in nursing, and eventually as a CRNA and military nurse, I want to lead others in the same way—by being present, by listening more than I speak, and by trusting that God can use even the smallest actions to change someone’s life. I hope to mentor future nursing students, especially those who feel unseen or unsure of themselves. I want to create a space where people feel safe to grow—spiritually, professionally, and personally. My faith has taught me that leadership is never about being above others. It’s about being willing to kneel and serve, just as Christ did. “Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven” (Matthew 5:16, NKJV). I pray that my leadership will always be a reflection of His light—never for my glory, but for His.

From Brokenness to Purpose: How Christ and Nursing Changed My Life By Noah Kalili I used to think purpose was something you stumbled into—something that just came to you when you were lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time. But now, standing in the middle of my nursing journey, I know better. Purpose is something that God had planned for me long before I understood it. “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, and before you were born I set you apart” (Jeremiah 1:5). Looking back, I see how He was guiding me—even when I didn’t know Him yet. I wasn’t raised in a home where faith was always present or practiced consistently. My early years were shaped by uncertainty, and I often looked to sports—especially baseball—as my foundation. The baseball field was where I learned discipline, consistency, and perseverance. My coaches, many of whom became father figures, invested in me in ways I now know were blessings from God. Baseball taught me the value of community, the importance of showing up, and how to stay grounded through hard seasons. Still, something was missing. That missing piece became painfully clear when my grandfather was diagnosed with an aggressive form of thyroid cancer. I was just a teenager at the time, and I had no way of preparing myself for the emotional weight that came with watching someone I loved fade away. The hospital became a second home, filled with uncertainty, sadness, and exhaustion. But it was also the place where I first saw God’s love in action—through a nurse named Russell. Russell wasn’t just doing his job—he was ministering through medicine. The way he cared for my grandfather left a lasting imprint on my heart. He was calm, steady, and compassionate. He explained things clearly to our family, treated my grandfather with dignity, and offered silent support when words couldn’t help. Even after my grandfather passed, I couldn’t forget the peace Russell brought to that hospital room. Years later, I was working as a hospital transporter when I crossed paths with Russell again. He looked at my badge and said, “You look familiar.” Maybe he remembered me—or maybe it was just a moment of God reminding me that I was on the right path. Either way, that full-circle moment made it clear: I was meant to be a nurse. After originally moving to Tampa with hopes of attending medical school, I began to feel God redirecting me. I wanted to be in the trenches with patients, not in an office diagnosing from a distance. I wanted to serve, to comfort, and to walk with people during their hardest days. Nursing, I realized, is the perfect blend of science, heart, and faith. Since enrolling in the Bachelor of Science in Nursing (BSN) program at Galen College of Nursing, I’ve committed myself to academic excellence, spiritual growth, and personal integrity. I’ve learned that nursing is not just a profession—it’s a ministry. I see God’s design every time I study the human body. “I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well” (Psalm 139:14). Every muscle fiber, every heartbeat, every breath—it all points back to the Creator. Through clinical experiences, I’ve discovered a passion for critical care. I plan to specialize in the ICU after graduation and eventually pursue a seat in CRNA (Certified Registered Nurse Anesthetist) school. I’m drawn to the complexity, intensity, and demand of critical care environments. In the ICU, you have to be sharp, present, and able to respond quickly—but more importantly, you have to be calm in crisis. It’s a sacred place where life hangs in the balance, and I want to be there to help tip the scales in favor of hope. Beyond the hospital, I also feel a strong calling to serve in the U.S. military as a nurse. I’ve always admired the selflessness and discipline of those in uniform. Serving as a military nurse would allow me to care for service members, veterans, and their families—many of whom carry wounds that are both physical and spiritual. I want to stand beside them, bringing not just clinical care, but the light of Christ into moments of fear, pain, and recovery. But this journey isn’t easy. Nursing school is both academically demanding and financially overwhelming. Tuition, books, clinical supplies, transportation—all of it adds up. And because clinical rotations often conflict with work hours, the ability to earn income while studying is limited. That’s why receiving this scholarship would mean so much. It would help lighten the financial load so I can focus fully on my training, my spiritual growth, and my future service. This scholarship isn’t just about getting a degree—it’s about helping me fulfill the calling God placed on my life. With your support, I’ll be able to continue preparing for the roles He’s prepared for me: as a nurse, a military officer, a future CRNA, and most importantly, a servant of Christ. My journey into Christianity has been deeply intertwined with my journey into nursing. As I’ve walked through grief, service, sacrifice, and success, I’ve learned to lean on God’s strength instead of my own. “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight” (Proverbs 3:5–6). Nursing school has tested my patience and faith—but it has also refined it. I pray more. I study Scripture not just for comfort, but for direction. I see each patient not just as a case, but as a soul. My faith doesn’t sit on the sidelines of my education—it’s woven into every shift, every class, and every decision I make. Looking ahead, my future plans are clear. I want to complete my BSN, gain experience in the ICU, apply to CRNA school, and serve in the U.S. military. I also hope to eventually mentor other nursing students, especially those struggling with doubt or direction. I want to show them that God uses brokenness to build strength, and that every setback can be part of His setup. I want to be a light in dark places—whether that’s a hospital room, a battlefield, or a classroom. Receiving this scholarship would be more than financial relief—it would be a confirmation of the journey God has called me to walk. And I promise to walk it with humility, determination, and grace. Thank you for investing in students like me—students who are walking in faith, fueled by purpose, and committed to using our education to reflect the love of Christ in all we do.

Answering the Call: My Journey Through Nursing, Faith, and Service By Noah Kalili There’s a quote I carry with me every day: “It takes a village to raise a child.” My village came in many forms—baseball coaches who became father figures, nurses who showed compassion in the face of tragedy, professors who nurtured my curiosity, and children with special needs who reminded me that joy can bloom even in hardship. All of these people and moments have shaped who I am and who I hope to become. Now, as I pursue my Bachelor of Science in Nursing (BSN) at Galen College of Nursing in St. Petersburg, Florida, I can say with clarity: my life is no longer about chasing a title—it’s about living a calling. That calling is nursing. Nursing became real to me the moment my grandfather was diagnosed with aggressive thyroid cancer. It was a brutal diagnosis, and the pace of his decline left our family stunned. In those dark hospital halls, we were introduced to Russell, the nurse who cared for my grandfather during his treatments. What stood out wasn’t just Russell’s clinical skill—it was the way he humanized every interaction. He explained procedures, offered comfort when words failed, and made sure my grandfather was treated with dignity, even when the prognosis grew grim. My grandfather passed away, but Russell’s impact lived on in my heart. Years later, I was working as a hospital transporter when I saw him again. He looked at my name badge and said, “You look familiar.” Whether or not he remembered me didn’t matter—because I remembered him. That full-circle moment confirmed what I had already begun to feel: I wasn’t meant to just witness care. I was meant to give it. Originally, I moved to Tampa with dreams of becoming a physician. But as I grew, observed, and served, I realized my heart aligned more closely with the role of the nurse. I wanted to be hands-on, emotionally available, and present—not only for the patients but for their families. I wanted to be the kind of person Russell was for us: a source of strength, information, and peace. Since beginning nursing school, I’ve been fully committed—not just academically, but spiritually and emotionally. I’ve always had a love for science, but nursing has deepened my faith in Jesus in ways I never expected. Every heartbeat, every breath, every intricate system we study reminds me of Psalm 139:14—“I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.” When I care for patients, I see God’s creation in action. When I comfort families, I feel His compassion flowing through me. Nursing has brought me closer to Jesus because it constantly reminds me that every life matters, and every soul is worth fighting for. Volunteering has also helped shape my journey. For several years, I’ve volunteered with the Miracle League, a baseball program for children with physical and developmental disabilities. These kids, full of joy, resilience, and courage, taught me what it means to serve with humility and heart. I was supposed to be helping them play baseball—but they were the ones teaching me patience, unconditional love, and the value of inclusion. That experience taught me that healthcare isn’t just about procedures and protocols. It’s about seeing the whole person, understanding their story, and walking with them, even if only for a moment. One day, I hope to specialize in critical care nursing and eventually secure a seat in CRNA (Certified Registered Nurse Anesthetist) school. I’ve always been drawn to the intensity of the ICU—the high-stakes environment where precision matters, and every second counts. I’ve been fortunate to work alongside ICU nurses during clinicals, and many have taken me under their wing, guiding me through complex care, teaching me the art of critical thinking, and modeling what it means to remain calm in chaos. Their mentorship has pushed me to aim high and work hard. And with every patient I encounter, I learn that nursing is about more than treatment—it’s about trust. Beyond the hospital, I also plan to join the U.S. military as a nurse, serving those who have served our country. Military nursing is a calling in itself—one that blends leadership, clinical excellence, and the heart of a servant. I want to care for soldiers, veterans, and their families. I want to be there during crises, deployments, and moments of healing. The military has always represented strength, discipline, and sacrifice—qualities I deeply respect and strive to embody. Serving in uniform will be my way of giving back to a nation that has given me the opportunity to chase my dreams. All of these aspirations—ICU nursing, CRNA school, military service—require commitment, resilience, and education. But they also require financial support. Nursing school is not only academically demanding, it is financially taxing. Between tuition, textbooks, transportation, medical supplies, and clinical hours that limit time for work, the cost of becoming a nurse can feel overwhelming. That’s why receiving this scholarship would make such a difference in my life. This scholarship would allow me to continue my education without constantly worrying about how to make ends meet. It would give me the freedom to focus more on my training and less on my finances. It would help me access resources, participate in professional development opportunities, and keep moving forward on the path God has called me to walk. But more than that—it would be an investment not just in me, but in every patient, soldier, and family I will one day serve. The truth is, I didn’t get here alone. I’m standing on the shoulders of coaches who taught me discipline and consistency, like the ones who mentored me through years of baseball and became father figures when I needed them most. I’m standing on the encouragement of nurses like Russell. On the laughter of Miracle League kids who reminded me why joy matters. On the prayers I’ve whispered through long study nights, asking God to carry me through. And now, I’m standing at the edge of a future that’s full of potential—not because it’s guaranteed, but because I’m willing to work for it. This degree isn’t just for me. It’s for the patients I’ll hold the hand of. The veterans I’ll stand beside. The children with special needs I’ll continue to cheer for. The future nurses I’ll one day mentor. The families I’ll comfort in hospital rooms like the one I sat in years ago. After I graduate with my BSN, I will continue to grow—clinically, spiritually, and personally. I’ll apply to CRNA school, serve in the military, and advocate for the mental health of nurses. I’ll speak up for patients who can’t speak for themselves. I’ll carry the lessons I’ve learned in every step I take. And I will serve with the same heart that brought me here in the first place. This scholarship won’t just help me finish school—it will help me fulfill a purpose. And for that, I would be deeply honored and forever grateful.

Shaped by Struggle, Called to Serve By Noah Kalili I believe every challenge we face shapes the kind of servant we’re meant to become. My decision to pursue a career in nursing—and one day become a Certified Registered Nurse Anesthetist (CRNA)—did not come from a single moment, but from a series of deeply personal experiences that tested my strength, matured my faith, and opened my eyes to the true power of presence and compassion in healthcare. One of the most defining moments of my life came when my grandfather was diagnosed with an aggressive form of thyroid cancer. The speed at which the illness progressed was devastating. During that time, there was one nurse who stood out—Russell. He cared for my grandfather with quiet strength and selfless compassion. Even as the cancer became untreatable, Russell treated him with dignity and treated us, his family, with empathy. I was just a teenager, but I remember thinking: I want to be that kind of person someday. Years later, when I began working as a hospital transporter, I saw Russell again. He glanced at my badge and said, “You look familiar.” Maybe he remembered me. I never forgot him. That moment confirmed everything I had come to believe—nurses can change lives with small acts of grace, and I wanted to be one of them. My path hasn’t been straight. I originally moved to Tampa hoping to attend medical school. But as I gained more exposure to healthcare environments, I realized what I was looking for wasn’t in diagnosis alone—it was in connection, presence, and the kind of holistic healing I saw in nurses like Russell. That’s what drew me to nursing, and I’ve never looked back. Another experience that shaped my heart for service was my time volunteering in the Miracle League, a baseball program for children with physical and developmental disabilities. Each week, I had the honor of helping these children enjoy the game in their own way. They taught me more than I could ever teach them—about joy, resilience, and the sacredness of meeting people where they are. That experience deepened my compassion and gave me a new understanding of inclusion and advocacy, two values I carry into every clinical rotation as a nursing student. Today, I’m pursuing my Bachelor of Science in Nursing (BSN) at Galen College of Nursing in St. Petersburg, Florida. I plan to specialize in critical care and eventually apply to CRNA school, with the goal of joining the U.S. military as a nurse. I want to serve my country and provide high-level care to those who sacrifice everything for our freedom. I want to use my challenges—financial hardship, loss, doubt, and faith—to become a nurse who not only treats the body, but uplifts the soul. Every patient is someone’s parent, child, sibling, or friend. I know what it’s like to be the family sitting at the bedside, and I know how powerful one good nurse can be. My experiences have made me stronger, more grounded, and more compassionate. They’ve given me the tools not only to succeed in nursing, but to make a lasting impact in every life I touch.

From Purpose to Service: My Journey to Nursing and the Military By Noah Kalili I didn’t always know I wanted to be a nurse. In fact, my path started with plans to pursue medical school. But as I moved through life, worked in hospitals, and experienced personal loss, something began to shift. I realized what I was searching for wasn’t just a profession—it was a way to serve, to be present for others in their most vulnerable moments. That’s what led me to nursing. The turning point came when my grandfather was diagnosed with an aggressive form of thyroid cancer. Our family was devastated. But in the midst of that pain, one person stood out: his nurse, Russell. He wasn’t just skilled—he was compassionate. He explained things calmly, treated my grandfather with dignity, and supported our family when we didn’t have the words. Even though my grandfather eventually passed, the care Russell gave stayed with me. He didn’t just care for a patient; he cared for a man, a family, and a legacy. Years later, while working as a hospital transporter, I saw Russell again. He looked at my badge and said, “You look familiar.” Maybe he remembered me. But I’ll never forget him. That full-circle moment was my “aha” moment—the one that confirmed I wanted to be a nurse. I didn’t want to be on the sidelines. I wanted to be the steady hand, the calm voice, the person patients and families could trust. Today, I’m pursuing my Bachelor of Science in Nursing (BSN) at Galen College of Nursing in St. Petersburg, Florida. I’ve found my calling in critical care and plan to specialize in the ICU after graduation. My long-term goal is to become a Certified Registered Nurse Anesthetist (CRNA)—a role that combines advanced knowledge, precision, and the heart of a caregiver. But my vision doesn’t stop at the hospital doors. I also plan to serve in the United States military as a nurse. I believe in something bigger than myself, and I want to give back to the country that’s given me so much. Joining the military will allow me to use my training to care for service members, veterans, and those affected by conflict and disaster. It’s the ultimate way for me to live out my values of courage, service, and sacrifice. I’ve been blessed with mentors in the ICU who’ve helped me grow and encouraged me to chase big goals. Their belief in me has strengthened my own belief that I can turn possibility into certainty. My experiences as a transporter and nursing student have taught me that with faith, discipline, and consistency—three values I learned early on from my baseball coaches—I can accomplish anything I set my heart to. Nursing, for me, is about more than medicine. It’s about presence, service, and impact. I want to be the kind of nurse who lifts others up, both in and out of uniform. Whether I’m in a trauma bay, an ICU, or deployed across the world, I will carry my purpose with me wherever I go.

Finding My Path to Nursing By Noah Kalili My journey into nursing didn’t begin in a classroom—it began in a hospital room, at my grandfather’s bedside. When he was diagnosed with aggressive thyroid cancer, our family was hit hard. The treatments were intense, the emotions overwhelming, and the prognosis devastating. But in the middle of that chaos, there was one constant: his nurse, Russell. Russell wasn’t just administering medications—he was a source of comfort, stability, and dignity during a time when we were all falling apart. The way he carried himself, how he explained things to our family, and the care he gave my grandfather deeply moved me. At the time, I didn’t realize it, but that experience planted a seed that would eventually grow into my calling. After high school, I moved to Tampa with the hopes of attending medical school. Like many students fresh out of high school, I had ambition but lacked clarity. As time passed, I realized that while I still wanted to work in healthcare, becoming a physician didn’t quite align with the kind of presence I wanted to be for others. I didn’t want to be distanced by charts and diagnosis codes—I wanted to be hands-on, present, and emotionally connected to patients and families. That’s when nursing entered my heart and stayed there. Today, I’m a proud Bachelor of Science in Nursing (BSN) student at Galen College of Nursing in St. Petersburg, Florida. Getting here wasn’t instant. It took soul-searching, a shift in career goals, and a leap of faith. But now that I’m here, I know I’m exactly where I’m meant to be. My “aha” moment—the moment I knew I was on the right path—happened when I was working as a hospital transporter. Four years after my grandfather’s passing, I was transporting a patient when I saw a familiar face. It was Russell. He looked at me, glanced at my name badge, and said, “You look familiar.” Maybe he recognized me, maybe he didn’t. But I remembered him. That full-circle moment hit me hard. I realized that just like Russell shaped my life through the way he cared for my grandfather, I could one day be that same kind of light for someone else. Since then, I’ve fully committed myself to this journey. I’ve immersed myself in every learning opportunity, especially in critical care—where I plan to specialize after graduation. I’ve connected with ICU nurses who’ve mentored me, taught me, and inspired me to pursue long-term goals like becoming a Certified Registered Nurse Anesthetist (CRNA). Every shift, every skill lab, every lecture brings me closer to the nurse I envision myself becoming. Nursing is not just my major—it’s my mission. It’s where my head and heart meet. It’s how I plan to give back to the world and carry forward the legacy of those who guided me here

How Baseball Built the Man and Nurse I’m Becoming By Noah Kalili They say, “It takes a village to raise a child.” For me, that village was the baseball field. As a young man growing up without a consistent father figure, my baseball coaches became more than just teachers of the game—they became father figures, mentors, and role models. Through every practice, every long summer tournament, and every tough loss, they taught me lessons that I carry with me to this day—not just in life, but now in nursing school. Baseball gave me structure when I needed it most. The game taught me discipline—showing up early, staying late, putting in the reps even when no one was watching. It taught me consistency—how greatness isn’t built in moments, but in habits. But more than that, it helped me build a foundation of faith. Faith in myself, faith in the process, and faith in something greater carrying me through even when life felt uncertain. Those coaches may not have known it, but they were shaping more than just an athlete. They were building a young man who would go on to pursue nursing—a field where discipline, consistency, and compassion are everything. Nursing school is demanding, but the same grit I built on the field is what gets me through exams, clinicals, and long nights of studying. When I doubt myself, I think back to how I once believed I’d never hit a curveball—and then I did. Or how I once feared stepping up to the plate with the game on the line—but still showed up. That mindset has carried into my nursing journey. The values baseball gave me don’t stop with performance—they extend to how I treat others. My coaches taught me the importance of teamwork, humility, and being someone your teammates can count on. That’s exactly what I strive to be as a nursing student and future nurse—someone others can trust, someone who shows up for the team and never lets ego get in the way of care. I can say without hesitation that baseball changed my life. It gave me identity, direction, and belief. It reminded me that with faith, preparation, and the right heart, anything I set my mind to can move from possibility to certainty. That’s how I approach nursing today—not as a dream, but as a commitment I will see through. One day, I hope to bring that same spirit into my nursing career and give back to my own “village”—whether it’s through mentoring students, caring for patients, or just showing up for someone when they need it most. Just like my coaches did for me.

Why I Want to Become a Nurse and Give Back to My Community By Noah Kalili Growing up, I always felt a pull toward helping others—but it wasn’t until I started volunteering with the Miracle League, a baseball program for children with special needs, that I began to understand what that really meant. Week after week, I watched these kids light up with joy just by being included, encouraged, and celebrated. I played side by side with them, cheered them on, and felt the deep reward that comes from making someone feel seen and valued. That experience didn’t just teach me patience and empathy—it shaped my heart. It gave me purpose. And it planted the seed that would grow into a lifelong commitment to service. That seed grew even stronger when my grandfather was diagnosed with an aggressive form of thyroid cancer. Throughout his care, one nurse in particular stood out: Russell. His compassion and steady presence brought peace during one of the darkest times for my family. Even as my grandfather’s health declined, Russell cared for him like he was his own. Years later, I crossed paths with him again while working as a hospital transporter. He may have recognized me—or maybe he just read my name badge—but I remembered him clearly. That full-circle moment reminded me why I was on this path: because I wanted to be for someone else what Russell was for us. Today, I’m pursuing my Bachelor of Science in Nursing (BSN) at Galen College of Nursing in St. Petersburg, Florida. I want to specialize in critical care nursing, eventually becoming a Certified Registered Nurse Anesthetist (CRNA). But beyond the credentials, my goal is simple: to be a nurse who shows up with compassion, knowledge, and integrity in every situation. Whether it’s in an ICU, a local community clinic, or even abroad on medical missions, I want my work to be rooted in service. As a nurse, I plan to give back to my community by being both a healer and an advocate. I’ve seen how small acts—like pushing a child’s wheelchair around a baseball diamond or offering a warm blanket to a scared patient—can make a lasting difference. I want to continue those acts on a larger scale. I’ll advocate for patient rights, support families through crisis, and help improve access to healthcare in underserved areas. I also hope to mentor future nursing students one day—especially those who come from nontraditional paths like mine. Volunteering with Miracle League taught me that joy can be found in the simplest moments. Watching Russell care for my grandfather taught me the power of presence and compassion. These lessons have shaped who I am and who I strive to become. Nursing is more than just my career choice—it’s how I plan to serve, uplift, and love people for the rest of my life.

Why I Chose Nursing and Where I’m Headed By Noah Kalili My journey into nursing began with one of the hardest experiences of my life. When my grandfather was diagnosed with an aggressive form of thyroid cancer, our family found itself in the middle of a storm. It was overwhelming—hospital rooms, treatment plans, uncertainty. But amid it all, there was one nurse who stood out: Russell. Russell cared for my grandfather with unwavering kindness and professionalism. Even as the illness progressed and hope grew thin, he treated my grandfather with dignity and our family with compassion. I remember how steady he was—how he explained what was happening without rushing, how he answered our questions, and how he simply made us feel less alone. Watching him work planted a seed in me, even before I realized it. It showed me the kind of person I wanted to be: someone who runs toward people when they’re at their most vulnerable. Years later, I was working as a hospital transporter when I crossed paths with Russell again. He looked at my badge and said, “You look familiar.” Maybe he remembered me—but I definitely remembered him. That moment came full circle, affirming what I already knew deep down: I was meant to be in this field. Today, I’m pursuing my Bachelor of Science in Nursing (BSN) at Galen College of Nursing in St. Petersburg, Florida. I plan to specialize in critical care nursing, with the goal of eventually becoming a Certified Registered Nurse Anesthetist (CRNA). I’m drawn to the ICU because of its complexity, urgency, and the critical thinking it demands. During clinicals, I’ve been fortunate to work alongside amazing ICU nurses who took me under their wing. Their mentorship and trust in me have made a lasting impact and pushed me to keep striving for excellence. To prepare for this path, I’ve taken every opportunity to immerse myself in healthcare. My experience as a transporter gave me early insight into hospital operations, interdisciplinary teamwork, and patient-centered care. In nursing school, I’ve prioritized not just good grades, but understanding the deeper “why” behind every decision. I stay after clinicals to ask questions. I read beyond the curriculum. I genuinely love to learn. But this journey hasn’t been easy. Like many students, I’ve had to navigate financial stress while balancing school, work, and life responsibilities. Yet those challenges have only sharpened my resilience and strengthened my passion for nursing. They’ve taught me to show up, stay focused, and keep going—no matter what. I want to be a nurse who leads with both skill and heart. Someone who provides not just competent care, but comfort. Someone who advocates for their patients, supports their team, and continues learning every day. And one day, I hope to return the favor by mentoring future nurses the way others have mentored me. This isn’t just a career—it’s my calling. And I’m ready to answer it.

A Future Built on Care, Curiosity, and Courage By Noah Kalili I first heard about this scholarship from a nurse at my clinical site. After a long shift, we talked about the challenges of nursing school—balancing clinical hours, coursework, and financial stress. She mentioned this scholarship as something that could support students like me—students with big goals and a deep passion for nursing. That moment reminded me of something I already knew: in this profession, we look out for each other. Today, I’m pursuing my Bachelor of Science in Nursing (BSN) at Galen College of Nursing in St. Petersburg, Florida. But my journey toward this career began long before nursing school. Years ago, my grandfather was diagnosed with an aggressive form of thyroid cancer. One nurse stood out during his care—Russell. He treated my grandfather with steady compassion and showed up every day with grace, even as my grandfather’s condition worsened. Russell’s care left a lasting impression. Years later, while working as a hospital transporter, I saw him again. Whether he remembered me from before or just read my badge, he said, “You look familiar.” That brief moment reminded me why I chose nursing: because someone once made a difference for my family, and now I want to do the same for others. So far in nursing school, I’ve been blessed with incredible mentors—especially in the ICU. I’ve always been drawn to the intensity and complexity of critical care. The ICU demands sharp clinical judgment, rapid decision-making, and deep empathy—all qualities I strive to develop. The nurses I’ve worked with in critical care have taken me under their wing, guided me, and challenged me to keep learning. Their mentorship has strengthened my goal of launching my nursing career in the ICU after graduation. I’m someone who loves to learn. I stay late after clinicals, ask questions, and look for ways to improve. My long-term goal is to become a Certified Registered Nurse Anesthetist (CRNA)—a role that blends advanced science, precision, and trust. I want to be the nurse who patients rely on in their most vulnerable moments—the one who keeps them safe when they can’t speak for themselves. I know the path to CRNA school is competitive, but I’m ready to put in the work. Beyond my personal goals, I want to give back to the profession that’s shaping me. I hope to advocate for better nurse-to-patient ratios, more mental health support, and policies that help prevent burnout—especially in high-stress units like the ICU. I believe a healthier workforce leads to better patient care. This scholarship would help ease the financial burden of nursing school and allow me to stay focused on my studies and clinical growth. But more than that, it would represent support from a community that believes in my future—and that means everything to me. Nursing isn’t just my career choice. It’s my purpose. I’m committed to becoming a nurse who leads with both skill and heart—just like the ones who inspired me.

Why I Have Chosen the Passion of Nursing: The nursing profession is not simply a job to me—it is a calling. A calling rooted in my experiences, my character, and a deep desire to serve people during their most vulnerable moments. I discovered this path not through textbooks or TV shows, but through personal experiences that forever changed my outlook on life, health, and purpose. When my grandfather was diagnosed with aggressive thyroid cancer, I witnessed firsthand the beauty and the heartbreak of the healthcare system. His illness was fast-moving and unforgiving, and though he eventually passed away, what stood out to me most during that difficult time wasn’t just the treatments—it was the way his nurse, Russell, cared for him. Russell was steady, kind, and incredibly present. He didn’t just treat symptoms; he treated the man. I never forgot his face, his professionalism, or the way he made us feel in such a dark time. Years later, while working as a hospital transporter, I crossed paths with him again. He may have remembered me because of my name tag, but I remembered him for much more. That full-circle moment solidified everything I already knew in my heart: I wanted to be a nurse. Today, I’m pursuing my Bachelor of Science in Nursing (BSN) at Galen College of Nursing in St. Petersburg, Florida. I maintain good academic standing, work hard, and constantly seek out learning opportunities that deepen my understanding of patient care. Every class, every clinical, and every shift is another chance to sharpen my skills and grow into the nurse I aspire to be. While the coursework is rigorous and the financial strain is real, I’m committed to this journey with everything I have because I know where it’s leading: a future filled with purpose. What truly excites me about the nursing profession is the opportunity for continuous growth. From day one, I’ve been passionate about critical care. I’m drawn to the intensity, the complexity, and the need for rapid decision-making that the ICU demands. I want to take a deep dive into the ICU field upon graduation—not just because it challenges me intellectually, but because it allows me to walk alongside patients and families during the most uncertain and fragile moments of their lives. So far in nursing school, I’ve had the privilege of being mentored by some amazing ICU nurses and staff. These professionals have taken me under their wing, offered advice, demonstrated their skills, and most importantly, shown me what it means to lead with grace under pressure. Their mentorship has not only expanded my clinical knowledge but also inspired me to dig deeper—to read more, ask more questions, and never stop learning. I feel incredibly blessed to have found such a supportive environment early in my career, and it has only affirmed my desire to someday join their ranks. Thank you for taking the time to read my sentimental letter, Noah Kalili.

When my grandfather was diagnosed with aggressive thyroid cancer, my family'sworld shifted. The hospital became our second home, and amidst the fear and uncertainty, one nurse stood out—Russell. His compassion, strength, and tireless presence showed me what true nursing looked like. Even after my grandfather passed away, the memory of Russell’s care never left me. Four years later, while working as a hospital transporter, I crossed paths with him again. He may have remembered me because of my badge, but I remembered him because he showed me the kind of nurse I aspire to be. As a nursing student at Galen College of Nursing, I’m committed to not only learning the science of care but embodying the heart of it. I plan to serve in the U.S. Military after graduation, using my skills to care for those who risk everything for others. I want to represent nurses who show up in crisis—on the battlefield, in trauma units, and in underserved communities. My goal is to elevate nursing through servant leadership, cultural humility, and advocacy for those without a voice. I’ve also felt the weight of financial hardship during my nursing education. Tuition, books, and living expenses add pressure to an already intense program. But it has taught me grit, time management, and most importantly, empathy—traits that every great nurse must have. I believe this scholarship will not just help me finish school; it will help me reach others who are facing their most vulnerable moments, just like my grandfather once did. I will positively impact the nursing profession by never forgetting why I started: to be someone’s calm in the chaos. To fight for safe staffing, mental health support for nurses, and holistic, patient-centered care. I want to be part of a new generation of nurses who carry both skill and soul into every room we walk into. As I am finishing up Med Surg 1 clinicals and studying for my first ATI, I want to thank you for this opportunity for letting me share my story. Thank you for taking the time to read this sentimental letter, Noah Kalili