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Sean Spinks

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My life has always been mission-focused — first as a U.S. Army Ranger, now as a Special Education and Social Studies teacher, and next as a Protective Security Specialist (PSS). I'm currently earning my BA in Military History at American Military University, with plans to graduate by May 2026. Once I finish, I plan to serve overseas as a PSS for a few years while I’m still physically and mentally capable of operating in high-threat environments. After that, I’ll return to the classroom and continue working with students, using my military and security experience to teach lessons on leadership, resilience, and civic responsibility. My long-term goal is to retire with my wife on a ranch in Utah, live off the land, and continue serving my community in a simpler way. I’m passionate about history, justice, and empowering others — whether that’s through teaching about Filipino labor resistance, forensic anthropology, or leading project-based lessons on civic engagement. I bring combat-tested discipline, empathy, and drive to every challenge I face. This scholarship would reduce financial pressure as I complete my education and transition into the next phase of meaningful service.

Education

American Public University System

Bachelor's degree program
2025 - 2026
  • Majors:
    • History

University of Hawaii at Manoa

Master's degree program
2021 - 2023
  • Majors:
    • Education, General
    • Special Education and Teaching

University of Hawaii-West Oahu

Bachelor's degree program
2020 - 2021
  • Majors:
    • History

Miscellaneous

  • Desired degree level:

    Doctoral degree program (PhD, MD, JD, etc.)

  • Graduate schools of interest:

  • Transfer schools of interest:

  • Majors of interest:

  • Not planning to go to medical school
  • Career

    • Dream career field:

      Education

    • Dream career goals:

      My long-term career goal is to return to the classroom as a history and civics teacher after completing several years of overseas work as a Protective Security Specialist. I want to use my military experience, academic training, and global perspective to empower students with lessons in leadership, critical thinking, and civic responsibility. Eventually, I plan to retire in Utah with my wife, where I can live simply, stay connected to my values, and continue serving my community through education and mentorship.

    • Special Education Social Studies Teacher

      Waipahu High School
      2023 – Present2 years
    • Airborne Ranger – Retired Sergeant First Class (SFC)

      United States Army
      2004 – 201713 years

    Research

    • Education, General

      University of Hawai‘i at Mānoa – College of Education — Graduate Researcher (Plan B – M.Ed. in Teaching)
      2021 – 2023

    Public services

    • Volunteering

      Waipahu High School – Model United Nations Club — Faculty Advisor and Co-Founder
      2023 – Present

    Future Interests

    Advocacy

    Politics

    Volunteering

    Special Needs Advocacy Bogdan Radich Memorial Scholarship
    My name is Sean Spinks, and I’m a special education teacher, a combat veteran, and a lifelong advocate for those society often overlooks. After spending 13 years in the U.S. Army—including multiple deployments as an Airborne Ranger—I returned home with visible and invisible wounds: PTSD, traumatic brain injury, and the loss of many comrades. But what surprised me most wasn’t what war took from me—it was what teaching gave me back. I now teach special education and social studies at Waipahu High School in Hawai‘i. My students are a reflection of the same resilience I once relied on to survive. Many face learning disabilities, trauma, poverty, or language barriers. They’re used to being underestimated. They’re used to hearing the word “no.” But in my classroom, I work every day to show them that they are not broken—they are brilliant, and with the right support, they can thrive. I'm currently pursuing my Bachelor of Arts in Military History through American Military University while teaching full-time. I use what I learn to build project-based lessons that foster curiosity and real-world connection, often integrating military strategy and geography into simulations that promote teamwork and problem-solving. But my true passion lies in advocating for students with special needs—not just in academics, but in identity, independence, and belonging. I build trauma-informed, sensory-friendly environments where my students feel safe enough to take academic risks. I incorporate visual supports, scaffolded instruction, and social-emotional learning into every unit. I adapt curriculum to fit how my students learn—not the other way around. I believe inclusion is not about proximity—it’s about full participation. It’s about showing students with disabilities that their voices matter in the classroom, in the community, and in the world. My path to special education was inspired by personal experience. I was abandoned at birth and grew up in poverty on the Navajo Reservation. I know what it’s like to feel disposable. I also know what it’s like to be given a second chance. For me, teaching students with special needs is not just about academics—it’s about restoring dignity and offering the same second chance I was given. I plan to continue working directly with special education students while also training future educators—especially those entering the field from nontraditional paths, like veterans or paraprofessionals. I want to help schools build trauma-informed systems that don’t just comply with IEPs but truly believe in the capabilities of every student. I also hope to develop more culturally responsive materials for SPED classrooms that reflect the backgrounds of the students we serve—especially in underserved, immigrant, and Indigenous communities. The world still has a long way to go in embracing those with special needs. Too often, accommodations are treated as burdens, and inclusive education is seen as a checkbox instead of a right. But I believe that with empathy, consistency, and high expectations, we can help every student find success. The question isn't “Can they learn?” It’s “Are we willing to teach in the way they need?” Receiving this scholarship would directly support my ability to continue working full-time while finishing my degree and planning for advanced SPED certifications. More than financial help, it would be a vote of confidence in a mission I’ve given my life to: lifting up those who’ve been told they don’t belong, and showing them just how wrong the world is. The fight for inclusion doesn’t end in an IEP meeting—it continues in every lesson, every encouragement, and every barrier we break together. I’m proud to be on the front lines of that work.
    Jeanne Kramme Fouke Scholarship for Future Teachers
    I didn’t grow up dreaming of becoming a teacher. In fact, my first career was far from the classroom—I spent thirteen years in the U.S. Army as an Airborne Ranger, serving in combat deployments to Iraq and Afghanistan. After being medically retired due to PTSD and traumatic brain injury, I struggled with finding purpose again. But when I stepped into a classroom for the first time, everything changed. Now, I teach special education and social studies at Waipahu High School in Hawai‘i. I work with students who, like me, carry stories that are often misunderstood—students with disabilities, trauma histories, and challenges that extend far beyond academics. In them, I see strength, potential, and the need for someone to believe in them fully. I became a teacher not just to educate, but to serve again—this time with compassion, structure, and hope. I’m also pursuing my Bachelor of Arts in Military History through American Military University. My choice of major might seem unconventional for a teacher, but it’s deeply tied to how I teach. I use history to help my students understand systems, conflict, identity, and resilience. I adapt my military training into geography units on land navigation, and my students even use those skills in a zombie-apocalypse-themed survival simulation that teaches teamwork, strategy, and problem-solving. Special education, in particular, is where I’ve found my calling. My students often arrive in my classroom with more labels than opportunities. But I don’t believe in limiting a student to their diagnosis. I believe in teaching them how to navigate the world with confidence, self-awareness, and voice. I use trauma-informed teaching practices because I understand what it feels like to carry invisible wounds. I build my classroom around structure and empathy, routines and restoration. I don’t just teach content—I teach self-regulation, advocacy, and belonging. My inspiration comes from many places—my mother, who was also a teacher and passed away in 2013, left behind a legacy of quiet strength and compassion. Teachers like Jeanne Kramme Fouke, who dedicated four decades of her life to students with exceptional needs, remind me that education is a lifelong act of service. I want to follow that example. My long-term goal is to help redesign special education curriculum to be more inclusive, culturally responsive, and trauma-aware. I also hope to support other second-career educators, especially veterans, in finding their way into classrooms. The best teachers aren’t always the ones who followed a traditional path—they’re often the ones who lived, who lost, who rebuilt themselves, and then turned around to lift others up. This scholarship would help me continue my degree while working full-time in the classroom and supporting my family. But beyond financial assistance, it’s meaningful because it affirms the kind of teacher I aspire to be—one who shows up every day, even when it’s hard. One who fights for every student, even when others give up. One who, like Jeanne Fouke, sees teaching not just as a job, but as a legacy. I’m proud to carry that torch forward.
    Marion John Shepard, Jr. Scholarship
    I lost my mother in 2013. She was a teacher, a leader, and the most consistent source of love and structure in my life. Her passing wasn’t just a personal loss—it was a foundational shift. In many ways, it was the moment that redefined who I would become. At the time, I was still navigating the instability that came with returning from multiple combat deployments as an Army Ranger. I had served thirteen years in the military, including tours in Iraq and Afghanistan, and was eventually medically retired with PTSD and traumatic brain injury. I had experienced loss before—brothers-in-arms, pieces of myself, a sense of safety—but nothing prepared me for the emptiness that followed my mom’s death. Her voice, her advice, her unwavering presence was gone. And with her went the anchor that held so much of me in place. But what stayed with me was her purpose. My mother taught because she believed every child deserved a chance, especially the ones who didn’t believe in themselves. I remember watching how students respected her, how they leaned on her, how she created spaces where even the most difficult kids felt seen. She didn’t just teach content—she taught with heart, with grit, and with belief. When I eventually found myself at a crossroads after leaving the military, it was her memory and her mission that pulled me forward. Today, I teach special education and social studies at Waipahu High School in Hawai‘i, and I am working toward completing my Bachelor of Arts in Military History. My students come from marginalized communities and many have disabilities, trauma histories, or face systemic barriers. In them, I see the students my mother once served—and the student I once was. I don’t teach because it’s easy or because it’s a fallback. I teach because I believe education is one of the most powerful forces of healing and change. My mom’s influence lives in my classroom every day. I bring trauma-informed teaching strategies to students with anxiety, learning disabilities, or behavioral challenges. I create culturally responsive lessons that help my students see their own histories reflected in what they learn. I adapt my military experience into lessons about geography, teamwork, leadership, and crisis problem-solving—building confidence and real-world skills. I show up with the same energy my mother brought to her work, even on the days when my heart is heavy. Losing a parent changes everything. It strips away your safety net. But it also calls you to rise. For me, becoming a teacher wasn’t just about career stability—it was about finding meaning after loss. It was about choosing to live out my mother’s legacy in a way that honors everything she believed in. It was about turning pain into purpose. I know the path I’ve taken isn’t traditional. I’m a combat veteran, a special educator, a mushroom cultivator, and a student all at once. But what ties it all together is my commitment to service. I used to serve on the battlefield. Now I serve in the classroom. And in both spaces, I carry with me the example of a mother who gave her all to help others grow. This scholarship would help me continue that mission—by easing the financial burden of school, by reinforcing my belief that I’m not walking this road alone, and by allowing me to keep showing up for the next generation of students who, like me, are just looking for someone who won’t give up on them. My mother never gave up on me. I teach to pass that forward.
    Dr. Connie M. Reece Future Teacher Scholarship
    I didn’t grow up thinking I would become a teacher. In fact, there were many years when I didn’t believe I’d live long enough to have a second career. I spent thirteen years in the U.S. Army, including multiple combat deployments to Iraq and Afghanistan. I served as an Airborne Ranger, earned the rank of Sergeant First Class, and lived through things most people only read about in history books. I came home with deep wounds—some visible, most not. I was medically retired with service-connected PTSD and traumatic brain injury, and the transition from soldier to civilian left me feeling lost. What I didn’t expect was that teaching would become my path to healing—and to impact. I am now a special education and social studies teacher at Waipahu High School in Hawai‘i, where I work with students who, like me, have faced challenges that make traditional paths difficult to follow. Many of my students have disabilities, come from low-income families, or have experienced trauma. I see pieces of my own story in theirs: a rough start, the feeling of being invisible, the search for something steady. Becoming a teacher wasn’t just a career decision—it was a calling born out of survival and a commitment to serve in a new way. What inspired me most was a realization during my own recovery: what saved me wasn’t just therapy or medication—it was structure, purpose, and the belief that I could still help others. I started volunteering in schools and mentoring other veterans. I noticed how my story opened doors with students who felt misunderstood. They trusted me because I didn’t come across as perfect. I came across as real. And for kids who’ve heard too many “no’s” or “not good enoughs,” that realness matters. I’m currently completing my Bachelor of Arts in Military History through American Military University while working full-time as a teacher. I chose this major because I believe history is one of the most powerful tools we have for building empathy, understanding, and perspective—especially in special education. I use my military knowledge to teach land navigation, strategy, and crisis planning through simulations like a “Zombie Apocalypse Geography Unit,” where students use problem-solving, teamwork, and map skills to survive a fictional disaster. I use my trauma-informed training to create safe spaces for students with anxiety, learning disabilities, and behavioral challenges. I bring in culturally relevant content that reflects my students’ identities—such as Filipino migration history, plantation labor struggles, and connections to U.S. imperialism—so that they see themselves as part of the historical narrative. I was inspired to become a teacher not by one person, but by many: my wife, who believed in me when I was broken; my students, who remind me every day why resilience matters; and teachers like Dr. Reece, whose story resonates with my own. Like her, I am pursuing higher education as a low-income adult learner. Like her, I believe that education should go where the need is greatest. I’ve taught in classrooms where students are homeless, where parents are incarcerated, where food insecurity is real. I’ve sat with students through panic attacks, advocated for their IEPs, and helped them apply for jobs or simply feel proud of themselves for showing up. One of my long-term goals is to design trauma-informed special education curriculum that helps students build both academic and emotional literacy. I also hope to create a nonprofit that mentors second-career educators—especially veterans—who want to bring their life experience into schools that need strong, compassionate leadership. I believe that our past struggles can become our students’ future strength—if we are honest, open, and committed. Receiving this scholarship would help alleviate some of the financial burden I face as a working student supporting a household and paying for tuition out-of-pocket. But more than that, it would affirm the work I’ve already begun—and remind me that there are others out there who believe in the same mission: that teaching is not just about content, but connection. Not just about success, but significance. Teaching saved me. It gave me structure, meaning, and a way to continue serving others. I don’t stand in front of a classroom because I have all the answers. I stand there because I’ve walked through fire, and I’m still here. That’s what I want my students to see. That’s what I want to pass on. The belief that no matter where you start, or how many times you’ve been knocked down, you can rise, rebuild, and lead. That’s what teaching means to me. That’s the legacy I hope to leave.
    Ryan T. Herich Memorial Scholarship
    My name is Sean Spinks, and I’m a veteran, a special education teacher, and a student of military history. I believe the world becomes better when we make sense of the past, see ourselves within it, and use that knowledge to guide our decisions—individually and collectively. My life is built on that belief, and it’s the foundation of my degree, my teaching, and my purpose. I served thirteen years in the U.S. Army, including combat deployments to Iraq and Afghanistan, and was medically retired with PTSD and traumatic brain injury. My military service gave me a front-row seat to modern geopolitics and the consequences of historical miscalculations, unchecked power, and misunderstood cultures. It also taught me that courage isn’t just on the battlefield—it’s in coming home, starting over, and deciding to serve in a new way. Today, I’m pursuing a Bachelor of Arts in Military History through American Military University. I chose history not because I wanted to memorize battles, but because I want to understand why they happened—and how we can stop repeating them. My studies allow me to explore everything from ancient empires and colonial expansion to modern foreign policy and the rise of authoritarianism. But more importantly, I take what I learn and bring it directly to the students I teach at Waipahu High School in Hawai‘i. As a special education and social studies teacher, my classroom is a blend of trauma-informed care, differentiated instruction, and culturally relevant content. I teach predominantly Filipino, Pacific Islander, and immigrant students—many of whom have been overlooked, underserved, or underestimated. I create units that help them see themselves in the story of history. For example, we explore how American imperialism in the Philippines connects to their own migration stories. We tie local plantation labor history to larger movements of global capitalism and resistance. I also created a zombie apocalypse geography unit where students learn land navigation, crisis planning, and decision-making—all while applying real-world map skills rooted in geographic theory. These lessons are about more than content. They’re about empowerment. When students realize that people who looked like them made history—not just survived it—they begin to speak with more confidence. When they learn that geography isn't just about mountains and rivers, but about power, resources, and movement, they start asking better questions about the world around them. I plan to continue teaching, but also to use my degree and experience to expand curriculum access for special education and trauma-impacted students. Long-term, I want to help redesign history and civics education to reflect the diverse lived realities of students today. Eventually, I plan to serve overseas again—this time not in combat, but in protective service work—before returning full-time to education and mentorship. My dream is to open a nonprofit that trains veterans and second-career professionals in trauma-informed teaching and civic leadership, using history, geography, and anthropology as the foundation for social impact. Ryan T. Herich believed in political curiosity, cultural understanding, and historical awareness as tools for a better world. That’s exactly what I believe, too. I’m committed to making history meaningful for students who’ve never seen themselves in the textbooks—and to ensuring that the lessons of the past actually shape the way we lead today. Receiving this scholarship would help me finish my degree while continuing to serve my students, support my family, and build the next generation of thoughtful, resilient leaders—students who don’t just learn history, but make it.
    Joseph C. Lowe Memorial Scholarship
    History, to me, is more than a collection of dates and events. It’s a lens through which I make sense of the world, my identity, and the institutions that have shaped my life. As a veteran, an educator, and someone who grew up on the Navajo Reservation, history has always served as a compass—helping me understand where I come from, how systems evolve, and why people fight for the things they believe in. I’m currently pursuing my Bachelor of Arts in Military History at American Military University. This degree is more than a personal milestone—it’s a tool I intend to use for both education and advocacy. Before I became a teacher, I served for 13 years in the U.S. Army, including multiple deployments to Iraq and Afghanistan. I was an Airborne Ranger and Drill Sergeant, and after transitioning out of the military with PTSD and a traumatic brain injury, I discovered a new kind of mission: the classroom. Teaching special education and social studies at Waipahu High School in Hawai‘i has taught me that students don’t just need content—they need connection. History provides that connection. When I teach students about the U.S. Constitution, I relate it to current civil rights issues. When we cover imperialism, I bring in Filipino migration and plantation history—making sure my students, many of whom are Filipino, see themselves in the narrative. I’ve even taught land navigation through a zombie apocalypse survival unit rooted in historical geography and map reading. My love for history extends beyond the classroom. I volunteer regularly by designing culturally relevant curriculum for underserved students and mentoring youth who struggle with behavior and attendance due to trauma. I know what it’s like to be labeled, to feel invisible, and to need one adult who believes in you. I aim to be that person. One of my biggest inspirations is the kind of public historian Joe Lowe aspired to be. The idea of standing on the fields of Gettysburg—guiding others through the past not just with facts, but with heart—is the kind of educational experience I strive to recreate in my own way. I may not be leading tours in Pennsylvania, but I’m leading students through the forgotten pages of their own history every day. Long-term, I hope to combine my background in history and security by working overseas for a few years as a Protective Security Specialist. But my heart will always return to teaching. My ultimate goal is to create accessible historical content and curriculum for trauma-affected and special education students—content that bridges the past and present in ways that empower students to see their own value. Joe Lowe’s story speaks to me on a personal level: a man who didn’t just study history, but shared it—with students, with seniors, with anyone curious enough to listen. That’s what I hope to do. Whether it’s through a classroom, a training course, or a field guide—I want to continue helping others make sense of their world through history. Receiving this scholarship would help reduce the financial burden of finishing my degree while working full-time and continuing to serve. But more than that, it would be an honor to carry forward the legacy of someone who loved learning, loved his community, and believed in the power of stories to change lives.
    Francis E. Moore Prime Time Ministries Scholarship
    I’ve faced many battles in life — war, poverty, trauma, and transition — but one of the most persistent struggles I’ve carried is the legacy of incarceration. My biological parents abandoned me at birth, and for the first few months of my life, I lived in foster care in a hospital. I eventually was taken in by extended family and raised on the Navajo Reservation in the northwest corner of New Mexico. I was raised in poverty and chaos — the kind of household where incarceration wasn’t surprising; it was expected. Multiple members of my family — including close relatives — were in and out of jail throughout my childhood. The reasons ranged from substance use to theft to simply surviving in a system that often criminalizes poverty and trauma. Some were incarcerated before I was old enough to remember. Others disappeared during my teenage years. These were the people I was supposed to look up to — and many of them were also the same people who gave me my first examples of what pain, addiction, and lost potential looked like. From a young age, I understood what it meant to live with that shadow. In small communities like ours, everyone knows. It’s whispered about in grocery stores and seen in the way people shift their eyes. I saw classmates treated differently once someone in their family went to jail. I saw how the school system, with very few resources on the reservation, offered little support and even less understanding for children carrying that kind of emotional weight. What that did to me — emotionally — was layered. I felt shame, though I had done nothing wrong. I felt anger at the system, but also confusion about those in my family who’d made choices that led to their incarceration. I didn’t have a counselor. I didn’t have mentors. But I did have drive. And I knew I had to get out if I wanted anything different. That’s why I joined the Army at 17. I was still a kid, but I craved structure, belonging, and purpose — and, honestly, escape. I went on to serve 13 years, including multiple combat deployments to Iraq and Afghanistan. I became an Infantry Leader, an Airborne Ranger, and a Drill Sergeant. I led soldiers in some of the most dangerous places on earth. On the surface, I had “made it.” But internally, I was unraveling. After leaving the military, I was diagnosed with PTSD and traumatic brain injury. The trauma I had tried to outrun caught up with me. The silence of civilian life was louder than any firefight. And I realized that the mental health challenges I faced weren’t separate from the ones I’d seen in my family — they were just wearing different uniforms. I wasn’t incarcerated, but I was trapped — in my mind, in the stigma, in the legacy of untreated trauma passed down like a family heirloom. Education is what started to set me free. Today, I’m a Special Education and Social Studies teacher at Waipahu High School in Hawai‘i. I’m also pursuing my Bachelor of Arts in Military History through American Military University. I use every lesson I’ve learned — in and out of the classroom — to guide students who are growing up with stories like mine. Some have incarcerated parents. Some are being raised by aunties, grandparents, or foster care. Others are navigating trauma they don’t yet have the words for. And when they walk into my classroom, they see someone who doesn’t judge them. Someone who listens. Someone who understands the weight they carry. My educational goal is simple: to complete my degree and use it to expand my impact. Short-term, I plan to work overseas as a Protective Security Specialist and then return to teaching with even greater perspective. Long-term, I hope to develop a nonprofit mentorship and life skills program for students and veterans who are system-impacted — including those affected by incarceration. The goal is to interrupt cycles of trauma by offering structure, connection, and healing — something I wish I’d had as a kid. Incarceration doesn’t just affect the person behind bars — it affects generations. It fuels poverty, destabilizes families, and too often removes people from opportunities before they’ve ever had access to them. I believe that education is one of the most powerful tools we have to change that. But not just textbooks and tests — I’m talking about real, applicable education: financial literacy, mental health tools, civic empowerment, mentorship, and historical context that helps students see the bigger picture of how systems have impacted their lives. Achieving my educational goals allows me to speak from experience — not just as someone who “made it out,” but as someone who went back to open the door for others. My classroom isn’t just a space for academic growth. It’s a space for restoration, reflection, and rewriting the narrative. This scholarship would directly support my ability to finish my degree while working full-time and supporting others in their healing. But more importantly, it would be a recognition of a deeper truth: that we are more than where we started, more than what was done to us, and more than the worst decisions made by people in our families. We are capable of breaking cycles, building legacies, and turning pain into purpose. The legacy of incarceration may be part of my story — but it won’t be the ending. Education is the path I’ve chosen, and I intend to use it to build doors where there used to be only walls.
    Edward Zapatka, Jr. Memorial Scholarship
    I don’t remember the moment I was abandoned — but it’s a part of me. I was left in a hospital as a newborn and spent the first few months of my life in foster care. Before I could form words, I had already experienced what it meant to be unwanted. That absence — of stability, of belonging — shaped everything that came after. Though I was eventually taken in by extended family on the Navajo Reservation in northwest New Mexico, my early life was defined by poverty, instability, and emotional distance. Love was not always something we talked about. I became quiet, cautious, always waiting for the next thing to fall apart. Foster care taught me that people can leave. And as a child, I internalized the idea that if I wasn’t perfect, I could be left again. One of my earliest clear memories from foster care isn’t sad — it’s actually beautiful, and I hold onto it like a light. I was maybe three years old, still in temporary care before placement with family. My foster mother used to hum to herself when she cooked. One day, I walked into the kitchen and started humming the same tune back to her. She turned, smiled, and said, “You’ve got music in you.” It was the first time I can remember feeling seen — like I had something worth noticing. I didn’t stay with her long, but that moment stayed with me. Being in foster care left me with deep emotional scars. I’ve battled social anxiety most of my life, and my military career later added layers of trauma through PTSD and traumatic brain injury. But it also built a fire in me — a determination to prove that I could rise above my start. I went on to serve 13 years in the U.S. Army, including multiple combat deployments to Iraq and Afghanistan. I became an Airborne Ranger and a Sergeant First Class. I trained soldiers, led teams under fire, and never let anyone see the fear and anxiety still wired into me. When I left the service, I was medically retired — and I had to begin again. Now, I’m a Special Education and Social Studies teacher at Waipahu High School in Hawai‘i. I’ve chosen a career of service, not just because I know what it’s like to struggle — but because I know what it means when someone sees your worth. Many of my students have their own foster care stories, their own trauma. They see a teacher who doesn’t just teach, but who gets it. I’m also completing my degree in Military History through American Military University, so I can continue to grow as an educator and expand my impact in the classroom. Foster care was the beginning of my story, but it’s not the whole story. It’s where I learned how to survive — and now, I’m focused on teaching others how to thrive. This scholarship would help ease the burden as I continue to build a life rooted in purpose, stability, and service. And it would honor the journey of a kid who was once left behind — but never gave up.
    Social Anxiety Step Forward Scholarship
    I spent 13 years in the U.S. Army, served as an Airborne Ranger, and deployed multiple times to Iraq and Afghanistan. I led combat patrols, trained soldiers as a Drill Sergeant, and made decisions under fire that carried life-or-death consequences. On the surface, I might seem like the last person you'd expect to struggle with social anxiety. But the truth is, I’ve carried it with me since long before I wore the uniform — and it’s something I continue to manage every day. Growing up on the Navajo Reservation in northwest New Mexico, we didn’t talk about mental health — especially not anxiety. I was an extremely quiet child, often withdrawn, especially in school. I didn’t have a name for it then, but I now know I lived with what could’ve been diagnosed as selective mutism throughout elementary and middle school. I would shut down in social settings, avoid eye contact, and feel physically overwhelmed when called on to speak in class or engage with unfamiliar people. It wasn't shyness — it was paralyzing fear. The military helped me learn to mask my anxiety. Structure, routine, and rank gave me a way to function. But after I left active duty and was medically retired with PTSD and traumatic brain injury (TBI), the anxiety resurfaced — louder, sharper, and harder to hide. Crowded rooms, phone calls, even casual social interactions could trigger panic or a spiral of second-guessing. Therapy finally gave me the diagnosis: social anxiety disorder. I wasn’t weak. I wasn’t antisocial. I was managing a very real mental health condition that had shaped my entire life. Despite all this, I chose a career path that puts me in front of people every day. I’m now a Special Education and Social Studies teacher at Waipahu High School in Hawai‘i. It’s not easy. I still feel the anxiety before I speak to a new group or present a lesson — but I do it anyway. I do it because I believe students deserve someone who understands what it’s like to feel invisible in a room full of people. I do it because I want to break the silence for others like me. Pursuing my Bachelor of Arts in Military History through American Military University has been a lifeline. It allows me to grow academically while working full-time and managing my mental health. Online learning offers flexibility and reduces the environmental stressors that trigger my anxiety. This degree is more than a credential — it’s a tool I’ll use to empower my students and mentor fellow veterans navigating their own post-service struggles. Higher education is important to me because it represents transformation. I’m not the quiet kid anymore. I’m not just the veteran or the guy with PTSD. I’m someone who’s learned to speak — even when it’s hard — because what I have to say matters. And I want others with social anxiety to know that they are not broken. They are capable. And they are not alone. This scholarship would ease the financial burden of completing my degree and help me continue proving that anxiety doesn’t get the final word — courage does.
    Mark Green Memorial Scholarship
    My name is Sean Spinks, and I am a retired U.S. Army Sergeant First Class, an Airborne Ranger, and a first-generation college student currently pursuing a Bachelor of Arts in Military History through American Military University. I was born and raised on the Navajo Reservation in the northwest corner of New Mexico, where I grew up in deep poverty. My childhood was marked by limited access to basic resources, an underfunded school system, and the constant pressure to survive — not just economically, but emotionally. Growing up in such conditions built grit, but it also instilled a hunger to break generational cycles. My escape came through service. At 17, I enlisted in the Army, where I went on to serve for over 13 years, including multiple combat deployments to Iraq and Afghanistan. I became an Infantry Leader, a Drill Sergeant, and an Airborne Ranger — roles that demanded discipline, sacrifice, and resilience. But the cost of that service came later, when I returned home carrying the invisible weight of PTSD and traumatic brain injury. Reintegration was not easy. I felt displaced — no longer a soldier, but not fully a civilian either. I struggled with sleep, relationships, and a sense of identity. Yet despite those challenges, I refused to allow my trauma or background to define my future. I sought help, returned to school, and found a new mission: teaching. Today, I serve as a Special Education and Social Studies teacher at Waipahu High School in Hawai‘i. Many of my students are from underserved, underrepresented communities — much like the one I came from. I see their struggle, and I recognize the power of showing up for them — not just as a teacher, but as someone who’s lived through adversity and chosen to rise. I offer my classroom as a lunch safe space, I mentor struggling students, and I bring project-based, real-world lessons into the curriculum that connect them to their heritage, civic power, and future potential. Outside the classroom, I volunteer my time helping fellow veterans navigate VA systems, education benefits, and mental health resources. Many are isolated, unsure how to ask for help. I serve as a bridge — not because I have all the answers, but because I’ve walked the same path. I’m pursuing my degree because I believe education changes everything. My short-term goal is to serve again — this time as a Protective Security Specialist overseas. But my long-term mission is to return to education full-time and help reform how we serve students with trauma and learning differences, especially in low-income and Indigenous communities. I want to create culturally responsive, trauma-informed programs that lift students the way someone once helped lift me. The Mark Green Memorial Scholarship means more to me than financial aid — it represents a legacy. Like Mr. Green, I know what it’s like to come from very little, serve your country with pride, and believe that education can transform lives. I am committed to honoring that legacy by continuing to lead, serve, and uplift others through every chapter that lies ahead.
    Ethel Hayes Destigmatization of Mental Health Scholarship
    Mental health isn’t something I used to talk about. In fact, I spent years pretending it didn’t apply to me — not because I was fine, but because I had survived. And in my world, surviving meant you were good. No questions asked. I served 13 years in the U.S. Army, including multiple combat deployments to Iraq and Afghanistan. I was an Airborne Ranger and a Sergeant First Class — a leader, a trainer, and someone who carried the weight of his team’s lives in life-and-death situations. I knew how to clear rooms, call for fire, and coordinate movements under pressure. What I didn’t know was how to sit still in a quiet room with myself. After I left the military, I brought the war home with me — in my nervous system, in my sleep, in my relationships. I was diagnosed with PTSD and a traumatic brain injury (TBI), but even before those terms were put in writing, I knew I had changed. Loud noises sent my heart racing. I avoided crowds. I slept in fragments. I scanned every room like I was still on patrol. I was angry without knowing why. I didn’t want to admit that I needed help, because asking for help felt like weakness — something that could get you or someone else killed in combat. At first, I tried to push through. I told myself it was just adjustment. I buried myself in work, stayed busy, stayed numb. But eventually, the cracks showed. My relationships suffered. I withdrew from friends and family. I felt like I didn’t belong anywhere. I couldn’t connect with civilians, and I didn’t feel like a soldier anymore. I was just drifting — surviving, but not really living. What changed me wasn’t a miracle moment. It was a series of small, honest steps. I started therapy. I talked about things I’d buried for years. I let myself feel the weight of what I’d seen and done — and what I had lost. I began to understand that healing isn’t about erasing trauma. It’s about learning how to carry it differently. Today, I’m a Special Education and Social Studies teacher at Waipahu High School in Hawai‘i. My students come from diverse, often underserved backgrounds. Many of them deal with trauma, mental health challenges, and learning disabilities. I see versions of my younger self in them — guarded, distracted, unsure how to ask for help. But now, I meet them with empathy instead of discipline. I use my own story to create space for theirs. My classroom is not just a place to learn content; it’s a space for growth, reflection, and belonging. I’m also pursuing a Bachelor of Arts in Military History through American Military University. It may sound academic, but for me, it’s deeply personal. Studying the history of war, power, and resilience helps me make sense of my own experiences and turn pain into purpose. I incorporate what I learn into my teaching — connecting global history to real-world struggles, helping students find relevance and empowerment through the past. My mental health journey has radically reshaped my goals. I used to think success meant never slowing down. Now, I know that success means showing up authentically, being vulnerable, and helping others feel less alone. I want to continue teaching, but also create trauma-informed programming for schools — especially for students from military families or with PTSD. I’ve seen how damaging silence can be, and I want to be part of breaking that cycle. My relationships have also transformed. PTSD forced me to learn emotional literacy — something I was never taught in the military. I’ve learned to communicate better with my wife, to be more present with the people I love, and to listen without trying to fix. I’ve also reconnected with fellow veterans, not just through shared stories of war, but through shared commitment to healing. And my understanding of the world? It’s changed completely. I no longer judge people by their reactions, but by what they’ve endured. I see how trauma can hide behind anger, addiction, and apathy. I see how our systems often fail those who need help the most. But I also see the power of community, storytelling, and empathy in dismantling stigma and changing lives. The world tells us to “get over it.” I tell my students and fellow vets that healing doesn’t have a deadline. We all carry scars — some visible, some buried — but they don’t have to define us. They can be our teachers, our connection points, and our fuel for change. Receiving this scholarship would not only help me complete my degree, but would amplify a message that desperately needs to be heard: Mental health matters. Conversations save lives. And the strongest thing any of us can do is speak up — even when our voice shakes. This is how we bring the darkness to light — not by pretending it’s not there, but by walking through it, together.
    Elevate Mental Health Awareness Scholarship
    I don’t wear a uniform anymore, but the war never really left me. I served in the U.S. Army for over 13 years, including multiple combat deployments to Iraq and Afghanistan. I was a Sergeant First Class, an Airborne Ranger, and a Drill Sergeant. I learned to lead under fire, to make split-second decisions, and to carry the weight of others’ lives on my shoulders. What I wasn’t trained for was what came after. When I left the military, I was medically retired with a diagnosis of PTSD and traumatic brain injury. I knew something wasn’t right long before the paperwork came. I couldn’t sleep. I avoided crowds. I snapped at the smallest things. I’d replay firefights in my mind like a loop I couldn’t shut off. I was angry, exhausted, detached. I felt like I didn’t belong in the civilian world — like I was broken. At first, I did what I thought I was supposed to do: isolate, push forward, don’t complain. That’s how I was trained. But over time, I realized that not facing my mental health was hurting everyone around me — my students, my wife, my coworkers, and most of all, myself. Through therapy and time, I began to understand that PTSD isn’t a character flaw. It’s a response to trauma, and trauma deserves attention, not silence. I started to talk about it. Slowly. Carefully. First with my therapist, then with my wife, then with my students. I’m now a Special Education and Social Studies teacher at Waipahu High School in Hawai‘i, and one of the things I’ve learned is that my vulnerability is one of my greatest strengths in the classroom. Many of my students face their own mental health battles. Some are diagnosed with learning disabilities, others with anxiety, depression, or the weight of growing up in a system that doesn’t always see them. Because of my experience, I can spot the signs. I can sit with them in their frustration without demanding instant solutions. I know what it’s like to feel overwhelmed by your own mind. And I use that connection to build trust and community. Mental health challenges have changed my beliefs entirely. I no longer define strength by silence. I see it in those who show up anyway, despite the storm inside them. I believe in honesty, in emotional intelligence, and in seeking help without shame. I also believe the system — especially for veterans and students — is deeply flawed. We offer pills before we offer real human connection. We punish behavior instead of addressing trauma. We praise resilience but ignore suffering. This is why I’m pursuing my Bachelor of Arts in Military History through American Military University. It may seem like an unusual path for someone focused on mental health, but for me, it’s deeply connected. Studying war — its causes, its consequences, its impact on people — is how I make sense of what I lived through. It helps me contextualize my pain and better understand others'. I use what I learn to teach my students lessons that humanize history and emphasize empathy. After I graduate in 2026, I plan to serve as a Protective Security Specialist (PSS) overseas for a few years. I still feel called to protect people, and I know my skills and mindset are valuable in that role. But once that chapter closes, I’m coming back to the classroom. My long-term vision is to help transform education for students struggling with trauma and mental health challenges. I want to develop more inclusive, trauma-informed curriculum and expand resources for students and teachers alike. I also want to support other veterans navigating life after service. Too many of us feel abandoned, misunderstood, or numb. I want to create community-based workshops or peer mentorship programs that help veterans connect, decompress, and begin healing. I’ve already begun that work informally — answering late-night texts, checking in on buddies, sharing my own story when someone’s on the edge. I don’t have all the answers, but I know the power of just being there. What I’ve learned through my experience is that mental health struggles don’t define who you are — they reveal who you can become. I’ve become more compassionate. More reflective. More capable of reaching people who feel unreachable. This scholarship would help ease the financial pressure of my education so I can focus fully on completing my degree and pursuing my mission. But more than that, it would affirm that sharing my story — honestly, and without shame — matters. There’s a saying in the military: “Leave no one behind.” I try to carry that into everything I do — whether it’s in a classroom, a combat zone, or a conversation about mental health. We lose too many people because they think they’re alone. I want to be part of the generation that changes that.
    Candi L. Oree Leadership Scholarship
    My name is Sean Spinks, and I’m a retired Army Ranger and Infantry Leader who served 13 years in the U.S. Army with multiple deployments to Iraq and Afghanistan. I was medically retired after being diagnosed with PTSD and traumatic brain injury (TBI) — invisible wounds that have changed how I move through the world, but also how I lead, connect, and serve. When I left the military, I didn’t know how to talk about my disability. I didn’t even want to call it that. I had survived combat, trained elite soldiers, and spent years operating in some of the most dangerous environments on earth. But once I took off the uniform, I faced a different kind of battle — navigating everyday life with flashbacks, memory loss, hypervigilance, and overwhelming anxiety. I felt detached from everything and everyone. My transition wasn’t just hard — it was isolating. It was through therapy, education, and purpose-driven work that I began to reframe my disability not as a limitation, but as a lens. Living with PTSD and TBI has taught me to be more patient, more intentional, and more attuned to others’ needs. I now teach Special Education and Social Studies at Waipahu High School in Hawai‘i, where many of my students come from under-resourced communities or have disabilities themselves. They don't just see me as a teacher — they see me as someone who understands what it’s like to carry unseen weight. And that connection matters. My experience with disability has deepened my belief in equity. I no longer see success as one-size-fits-all. I believe in giving people tools that work for them, in classrooms that honor different learning styles, and in systems that see the whole human — not just their diagnosis or transcript. I carry these beliefs into my lesson plans, my IEP meetings, and the culture I help build on campus. Disability has also changed my relationships. I’ve had to learn how to ask for help — something the military conditioned me to avoid. I’ve had to let go of pride and learn how to communicate my needs with honesty and vulnerability. It hasn’t been easy, but it’s made my relationships stronger and more genuine. It’s also made me a better mentor and leader because I no longer pretend to have it all figured out. Currently, I’m pursuing a Bachelor of Arts in Military History through American Military University. I plan to graduate in 2026 and spend a few years serving overseas again — this time as a Protective Security Specialist. I still feel called to protect others, and I know my leadership skills and lived experience make me an asset in high-risk environments. Eventually, I’ll return to teaching, bringing new global perspectives and leadership training into the classroom. I’ve led in war zones, trained soldiers, mentored teens, and built lesson plans inspired by real-life survival scenarios. I’ve turned PTSD into a platform for connection. I’ve turned memory challenges into mindfulness. And I’ve turned isolation into advocacy — especially for students and veterans who feel invisible. This scholarship would not only help me continue my education, but it would affirm what I’ve learned firsthand: disability doesn’t diminish ambition — it refines it. It doesn’t stop leadership — it strengthens it. I’m proud of where I’ve been, but even more excited about where I’m going. And I’m committed to bringing others with me along the way.
    Bryent Smothermon PTSD Awareness Scholarship
    I live with the weight of war every day — not in uniform anymore, but in memory, body, and spirit. I served 13 years in the U.S. Army as an Airborne Ranger and Infantry Leader, with multiple combat deployments to Iraq and Afghanistan. I did the job without hesitation, leading soldiers under fire and making life-or-death decisions before many people drink their first cup of coffee. What I didn’t expect was how hard it would be to come home and not be at war anymore — at least not visibly. I was medically retired with a diagnosis of PTSD and traumatic brain injury. But even before those words were written in my file, I knew something was different. I had gone from a high-tempo, purpose-driven environment to civilian life where people argued over coffee orders, and I couldn’t sleep through the night without waking up drenched in sweat or scanning the room. For a long time, I thought I was broken. I pushed people away, kept my distance emotionally, and buried myself in work. What I’ve learned through this process, though, is that PTSD doesn’t define me — but it is part of me, and it’s made me more empathetic, more aware, and more driven to help others who feel like they’re still fighting long after the shooting stops. My journey toward healing came when I found purpose again — not in combat, but in the classroom. I now teach Special Education and Social Studies at a high school in Hawai‘i. At first, I didn’t talk about my past much. But the more I saw my students struggling — with trauma, with anger, with things that felt bigger than schoolwork — the more I realized my experience could serve them. PTSD taught me patience. It taught me how to de-escalate, how to listen, how to spot pain hiding behind sarcasm or silence. It made me a better teacher, mentor, and man. Now, I’m working toward my degree in Military History and preparing to serve again as a Protective Security Specialist overseas. I’m choosing this path because I still have gas in the tank, and I believe I can use my training and experience to protect others in high-risk environments. But long-term, I’m coming back to the classroom — stronger, more seasoned, and ready to guide students, especially veterans and military families, through their own battles. I want to use my experience with PTSD to create spaces where veterans don’t have to pretend they’re okay. I want to advocate for real mental health resources, not just checkbox briefings. I want to mentor younger vets who are lost in that strange in-between world after discharge, where you're alive but not fully living. Whether that’s in schools, veteran organizations, or one-on-one, I want to be the guy who answers the call when someone says, “I don’t know who to talk to.” Bryent’s story hit me hard — not just because I’ve known guys like him, but because I’ve been close to being him. His memory deserves more than silence. It deserves action, honesty, and leadership from those of us still here. This scholarship would help me complete my degree and strengthen my ability to support others — as a teacher, a protector, and a veteran still walking the path toward peace.
    Veterans & Family Scholarship
    I proudly served in the U.S. Army for over 13 years, including combat deployments as an Infantry Squad Leader with the 101st Airborne Division, as well as with the 25th Infantry Division and 2nd Infantry Division. My time in uniform shaped me in ways I carry with me every day. I learned how to lead with clarity under pressure, adapt to rapidly changing environments, and serve something larger than myself. Those values didn’t disappear when I left the military — they evolved. After retiring from active duty, I found a new mission in education. I now work as a Special Education and Social Studies teacher at Waipahu High School in Hawai‘i. My students face real challenges — academic, emotional, and economic — and many come from underrepresented or marginalized communities. As someone who has experienced adversity, led teams through high-stress environments, and lived through war, I recognize resilience when I see it. Teaching, for me, isn’t just a job. It’s a continuation of service — to help the next generation build confidence, historical understanding, and purpose. Currently, I’m pursuing a Bachelor of Arts in Military History through American Military University. This degree ties my past and future together. The content enriches my classroom — I use what I’m learning to design culturally relevant, project-based lessons. For instance, I created a unit connecting U.S. foreign policy to Filipino labor migration and local plantation history, helping my predominantly Filipino student population see themselves as part of America’s historical narrative. I also adapted my military land navigation skills into a geography-based survival challenge, where students use map reading, problem-solving, and teamwork to navigate a fictional crisis. These experiences are about more than academics — they teach leadership, critical thinking, and real-world application. Once I complete my degree in 2026, I plan to serve overseas again — this time as a Protective Security Specialist (PSS) under the WPS III program. While I’m still physically and mentally prepared for the rigors of high-threat work, I want to contribute to the mission of protecting others in conflict zones or government operations. After that chapter, I will return to the classroom with a broader worldview and even deeper commitment to civic education and leadership development. Long-term, my wife and I plan to settle in Utah and retire to a quiet ranch — not just to rest, but to live intentionally and continue serving our community in meaningful ways. Receiving this scholarship would directly reduce the financial pressure of completing my education while working full-time and preparing for the next phase of my career. But more than that, it would reaffirm my commitment to the principle that service never truly ends. Whether in combat, in the classroom, or in a future deployment, I’ve built my life around showing up with integrity, grit, and purpose. This degree isn’t just a personal milestone. It’s a tool to continue serving — and to help others do the same.
    Learner Online Learning Innovator Scholarship for Veterans
    Online platforms have become the operational backbone of my academic and professional development. As a retired Army Ranger, now working full-time as a Special Education and Social Studies teacher in Hawai‘i, I’m earning my Bachelor of Arts in Military History through American Military University — a fully online program. My experience with remote learning goes beyond convenience; it’s a mission-critical asset that allows me to balance service, education, and long-term goals with precision. AMU’s virtual learning system provides the structure I need to stay on pace with assignments while teaching full-time. I rely on platforms like JSTOR, Google Scholar, and ProQuest to dive deeper into global history, conflict resolution, and leadership theory. These tools give me access to research and analysis that would be nearly impossible to find in my high-demand school environment. But I don’t just absorb the material — I apply it immediately in the classroom. In one AMU course on U.S. foreign policy, I created a lesson connecting American expansionism to Filipino labor migration and its legacy in Hawai‘i. My students, many of whom are Filipino, saw their ancestors’ stories framed as central to American history — not peripheral to it. I used Google Docs and YouTube interviews with Sakada descendants to guide student research and class discussions. That project didn’t just educate — it empowered. In another AMU assignment on terrain and conflict, I adapted my military land navigation training into a zombie apocalypse survival challenge. My students used online maps, calculated routes, and collaborated in Google Slides. They learned geography, teamwork, and critical thinking — all inspired by a Ranger’s mindset and powered by digital platforms. What sets online learning apart is its adaptability and accessibility. I study at night after grading papers, on weekends between IEP meetings, and early mornings before the school day starts. The ability to watch lectures, submit assignments, and collaborate asynchronously allows me to remain present for my students while investing in my future. And I have big plans for that future. After graduating in 2026, I plan to spend several years serving overseas — this time as a Protective Security Specialist (PSS). While I’m still physically and mentally sharp, I want to return to protecting others in high-threat environments. Afterward, I’ll return to the classroom — bringing global experience and historical depth to underserved communities. My wife and I plan to retire in Utah, where we’ll build a quiet life on a ranch, but I’ll never stop learning or serving. Each step of this journey — from combat to classroom to future deployment — has been supported by online platforms that connect me to opportunity, knowledge, and impact. They’ve helped me transform abstract theories into projects that change how my students see themselves and their world. They’ve equipped me to lead not just in theory, but in action. And they’re preparing me for what comes next — wherever that mission takes me. This scholarship would allow me to continue my studies without interruption, reduce financial stress, and help me stay focused on what matters most: building a life of service and resilience — one lesson, one mission, one click at a time.
    Sean Spinks Student Profile | Bold.org