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Sophia Reynolds
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Sophia Reynolds
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My life goal is to accomplish just as much or more than my parents. I have so much passion for writing and fitness. I am a great candidate because I sincerely believe I can do anything I put my mind to. I have such strong faith that I’m going to do great things given the right opportunities. If they aren’t given to me I will make my own path.
Education
William Henry Harrison High School
High SchoolMiscellaneous
Desired degree level:
Associate's degree program
Majors of interest:
- Communications Technologies/Technicians
- Journalism
- Business/Commerce, General
Career
Dream career field:
Writing and Editing
Dream career goals:
Sports
Football
Intramural2016 – 20182 years
Soccer
Club2009 – 202011 years
Future Interests
Advocacy
Politics
Volunteering
Empower Her Scholarship
I load weight onto the cold steel bar. I plop down on the bench and mentally prepare myself for what I'm about to do. I lay down, plant my feet, reach up, and grip. The barbell fits nicely in my calloused hands. I jostle it up off the rack, stacking the weight on my wrists and elbows. Slowly, I lower it to an inch above my sternum. The weight begins to resist me. I've never tried to lift this heavy before. In a shaky struggle, I raised the barbell back up. Taking a slight pause in between each rep, I did this again and again. I was in control. I was capable. For just a few moments I was having a conversation with the weight. We both agreed we didn't think I could do it but we were both proud I did. This was what empowerment felt like.
Trying to lift heavier at the gym is just one example of what empowerment means to me. A couple more are: doing my homework, cleaning my room, decluttering my closet, etc. Empowerment might seem like a big word for such mundane tasks, but they aren't just tasks. They're choices. Sometimes It's hard to make good choices but it always befits you to do hard things. Being empowered is being disciplined enough to do the hard things.
Making difficult choices empowers every corner of my life. Physically I'm healthy because I continuously decide to go to the gym and eat mostly healthy foods. Academically, I'm making good choices too. At the beginning of my junior year, I had a 2.4 GPA. I decided I was going to do something hard and get to at least a 3.0 by graduation. Now I'm a senior and still on track to do that. Mentally I've improved because I've cut off people who don't have a positive impact on me. Even if I've known them for a long time. I better my intellectual side by reading books, writing, and playing puzzle games instead of taking a nap or overindulging in social media. It was difficult to learn how to balance work and play but I've got a good thing going right now.
However, I think the biggest benefit of doing difficult things is just getting them done. Checking off a hard task on my mental to-do list makes me feel more inclined to do the next hard thing. My mom told me I shouldn't do hard things because I want to, but because I can. Now I do, and it builds my confidence and problem-solving skills. I have made myself a better woman by listening to my mother's advice. That was the best choice I've ever made. I sincerely appreciate the opportunity to voice my perspective on empowerment. Thank you for considering my application.
Ryan Stripling “Words Create Worlds” Scholarship for Young Writers
Sickness swelled in my grandmother's chest during the first semester of my tenth-grade year. COVID crashed her Irish getaway. She called me from her European hospital bed. Her voice was unrecognizable, something of a death rattle. The thought that she might not make it back to the States alive infiltrated my brain. I was dealing with so much already between broken childhood friendships and health issues of my own. I was in so much distress my stomach rebelled against me for months on end. I was in and out of the doctor's office trying to figure out why I lost twelve pounds in a month. The conditions of my inner world were perfect for a storm of hopelessness. The clouds were so thick I couldn't see my future a foot before me. I was 16 years old thinking I didn't have anything to offer.
In the second semester of my sophomore year, I took a creative writing course offered by my school. Going into it I knew I didn’t like to write, but I heard creative writing was an easy A. Sure enough, at the end of the first quarter I had an A+ and a surprising new passion for writing.
During my junior year, I helped to reestablish the journalism program at my school. It was retired with its former editor and chief over a decade ago. I became a student editor and even published a couple of my articles. The exhilaration I felt knowing people could enjoy my work solidified that I wanted to do this writing thing for a living.
Writing is responsible for my enthusiasm for life. It illuminated my future once again. It showed me I can create whatever narrative I want. I manufacture characters and build worlds of my own. I personify objects, feelings, and ideas. I process my emotions and reality through writing. My journal is a place where I can be unapologetically unconventional. My stories are a place for fantasy and opinion. Writing has given me paradise in the eyes of chaos. I’m tethered to it in a way that is almost spiritual.
Writing is always here for me. It’s my religion and greatest love. My life's passion is to be a successful published author. The first step in doing that is going to college. I want to better my craft by educating myself. We write about the things we know, and I have so much to learn. I’m eight teen years old and I have everything to offer. I have so much life to live and I want to spend it doing activities of quality and substance. I will write until my hand is disintegrating off my wrist. I won’t quit until I’m satisfied with what I’ve done, and I always feel like I can do more. My future Impact will be loud and meaningful because my future is what I write. Thank you for taking the time to read my story and consider my application.