I have always loved learning as a kid. I loved going to school, and particularly found a love for reading and writing. I love finding stories and talking about them to other people, or even writing my own stories. I excelled in English and Literature courses, expanding my vocabulary to write and talk about stories even more. To be quite fair, it was (and still is) hard to shut me up. I always have something to say about something. It sparked an interest in Journalism, and that's something I now want to pursue as a career. Getting paid to tell stories and inform the public about real issues to raise awareness? Sign me up! I believe good journalism is the facts and the sharing of everyone's opinions, allowing audiences to create their own opinions and improve critical thinking skills within society. And I wanna be that person that informs everyone about the god the bad and the ugly, because someone has to. In school, I surrounded myself with like-minded individuals who were also passionate about different things. I had teachers, specifically my AP English teachers, who believed in me and pushed me to be better.
But even in school, not everyone wanted to hear what I had to say, and that was a challenge I had to learn the hard way. Especially growing up as a young girl with opinions about everything, not every agreed with me nor did they want to hear what I had to say. I was told I "talked too much" and got "too emotional" over certain things, and how I would often "suck the air out of rooms". I'm almost 20 and hear all these comments even now. I had to learn to be quiet, so I did. I stopped telling stories and focused on doing things myself, since no one seemed to care about anything I had to say. When I think I talk too much I would purposefully pull back and push myself out of spaces, scared that I would scare people away by being passionate about something. That's something that I'm trying to unlearn right now; that it is okay to be myself and be passionate about the things I care about, and if people don't like it they can leave themselves.
My love for journalism leads me into learning about a variety of things. For example, my mom got diagnosed with endometriosis in September 2025. I was taking a public speaking class at the time and did all my speeches based on endometriosis to learn more about it. Who found it out, what can happen, how it can be genetic, and why there's no cure. The lack of information I found was appalling to me, because there was little awareness over what it actually is. It got me thinking that overall, there's a lack of awareness around chronic illnesses/conditions that primarily target women. Why aren't people telling these stories? Because of the lack of awareness, it makes my stubborn self strive to be the one that informs people. I'm grateful to have the knowledge of this condition from my mother, and also the high possibility that I have it myself. But it's a more common condition than people think, and I want to be that person that helps inform the general public about the severity of endometriosis and why we need to fund more research and find the real root of the problem.
My grandpa was someone who I loved learning new things with. He was a big inspiration to me. He was someone who also loved to learn, and is the smartest man I know. He'd constantly telling me to find a job I love doing so it wouldn't feel like work. He would talk to be about current issues, like the rise in AI usage or the changes in the school system, and get my thoughts on it. He always let me talk, and I always loved telling his stories. He passed away very suddenly in October 2025, and it flipped my whole world upside down. To be honest, because I was so busy with school at the time (and still am), I haven't properly given myself time to actually grieve his loss. My love for stories came from him, and I hope to continue to tell stories as a career in his honor. I know I would have fun doing it, and I know he would be proud of me for doing so.
Since his passing, some switch flipped in my brain. I've made myself more busy, and more of a drive to be productive, and not only pass but excel in the classes I'm currently in. I wanna keep learning to make him feel proud of me, and so other people don't have to worry about me doing something I love. Being busy has its sacrifices, where I don't see friends as often and I even get tired faster, but I know it's for a good reason. My education has gotten me this far, and I'm determined to have it get me farther in life. I want a good journalism job, I want to learn new things/skills, and I want to spread awareness about situations that the general public should know and take into consideration.
This motivation is something I will not take for granted, because it's the same motivation that allowed me to write this essay for consideration for this scholarship. I believe I can make a difference in my future, and maybe help people make a difference in their future too. Journalism is such a vital thing in today's society, especially with the growing evolution of social media, and I yearn to be that person that makes a difference in someone's life by being an informed citizen and raising awareness about everything I can. And I know this passion will get me far, and I hope other people can see it too.