The first time I sat with a patient in utter silence, I learned that sometimes the most meaningful thing you can do is simply be present with someone who is hurting. I didn’t try to fix him or offer advice—I just stayed. That quiet presence built the foundation for trust and healing. In that moment, I realized that as a nurse, I don’t want to just treat patients. I want to make them feel seen when the world has made them feel invisible. My name is Stella, and I am pursuing a career in psychiatric nursing because mental health is not a sideline issue—it’s central to overall well-being. As a Behavioral Health Specialist on a psychiatric unit, I’ve witnessed the silent battles many people face, from anxiety and depression to trauma and grief. One patient I’ll never forget arrived withdrawn and angry, isolated by memory loss and emotional outbursts. I sat with him each shift, letting him take the lead in conversation. Over time, he began to open up and connect with others. He later told me that being treated like a person, not a problem, changed his experience. That moment reshaped my understanding of what true care looks like. Growing up in a rural community with limited access to healthcare, I saw how difficult it was for families to receive even basic services. For many, care wasn’t available unless they could afford it. That reality stuck with me and fueled my desire to return to similar communities as a provider. I’m especially drawn to pediatric psychiatric nursing because I believe that with early intervention, we can change the trajectory of a child’s life. Children carry untapped potential, and if we meet them with empathy, tools, and support, we can break cycles of mental illness before they take root. Volunteering at Vacation Bible School and Sunday morning children's classes showed me how naturally I connect with kids. I want to be a steady, reassuring presence for them—especially in moments of fear or uncertainty. I am seeking this scholarship because I’m not only committed to a career in nursing, but to making mental health care more accessible and patient centered. With this scholarship, I could fully immerse myself in learning and training—equipping me to provide the highest level of care and expand my reach in communities that need it most. My long-term goal is to help reshape the way we approach mental health care and eventually start a scholarship fund to support nursing students from low-income, healthcare-deprived backgrounds—just like the one I came from. I don’t need my patients to remember my name. What matters is that they remember feeling valued, heard, and supported when they needed it most. My goal is to be a steady presence that helps them discover their own strength amid struggles. With this scholarship, I’ll be one step closer to fulfilling that mission—combining clinical skill with deep empathy to transform lives and help shape a healthcare system where mental health is not just treated, but truly understood and respected.

I’ve always been determined to go after what I want, whether it was earning scholarships or achieving personal goals. From a young age, I had a natural instinct to care for others. I remember being the first to check on a scraped knee, offer a Band-Aid, and extend a helping hand. This desire to help others has shaped who I am today and led me to pursue nursing. As a CNA for over two years, and now as a Behavioral Health Specialist on a psychiatric unit, I’ve cared for individuals with invisible burdens—anxiety, depression, and trauma. Through them, I discovered my purpose: to be a steady, compassionate presence during someone’s darkest moments and help guide them toward healing. Growing up in a rural area with limited healthcare, I saw how difficult it was for families to access even basic care. Healthcare often felt like a privilege for those who could afford it. That reality stayed with me. I knew I wanted to be someone who made care more accessible and centered on people, not just their conditions. I want to break down barriers and offer care with empathy and understanding to those who feel it’s out of reach. As a CNA, I learned that small gestures—a warm blanket or a kind word—can bring comfort in vulnerable moments. These experiences taught me that the impact I wanted to make was grounded in human connection—the connection that shows someone they are seen, valued, and not alone. One patient on our psychiatric unit stands out. He arrived withdrawn and angry, barely speaking. I didn’t push—I simply sat with him and let him take the lead in our conversations. Gradually, he began to talk, leave his room, and engage with others. One day, he told me it was the first time in a long while he felt seen—not as a diagnosis, but as a person. That moment reminded me that healing doesn’t always start with medicine. Sometimes, it begins with presence and compassion. Working in behavioral health has shown me how deeply mental illness impacts lives. I thought I understood anxiety and depression—until I listened to my patients’ stories. Their pain and resilience changed me. I’ve become more grounded, more empathetic, and more committed to advocating for those who often go unheard. I believe that the right care can make all the difference. I’m especially drawn to pediatric psychiatric nursing because I believe it’s key to fighting the mental health epidemic. If we can help children battle their mental illnesses, learn healthy coping skills, and build strong support systems, we can break the cycle of mental illness. Children represent hope—their growth and well-being are crucial to shaping a healthier future. Volunteering at Vacation Bible School helped me realize how much I enjoy working with kids. They bring joy and curiosity, and I’ve found I have more patience with them than anyone else. I want to be a kind, familiar face during what can be a scary time in their lives. Every child deserves to feel safe, supported, and reminded that they can thrive—even in the face of illness. I don’t need patients to remember my name. I just hope they remember how they were treated—that they felt seen, respected, and never judged. To me, nursing is about human connection. It’s about showing up, listening, and reminding people they matter. My patients have given me a deep sense of purpose, and I hope to honor them by becoming the kind of nurse who brings light into dark spaces through a warm smile and helps others believe in their ability to heal.

I didn’t choose nursing because of one defining moment. I chose it because of the quiet, powerful experiences that shaped me—because of the many lives that touched mine and taught me what it truly means to care. As a CNA for over two years, and now as a Behavioral Health Specialist on a psychiatric unit, I’ve cared for individuals carrying invisible burdens: anxiety, depression, and trauma. Through them, I discovered my purpose—to be a steady, compassionate presence during someone’s darkest moments and help guide them toward healing. Growing up in a rural area with limited access to healthcare, I saw how difficult it was for families to receive even basic care. With too few providers, healthcare often felt like a privilege reserved for those who could afford it. That reality stayed with me. I knew I wanted to become someone who made care more accessible and centered on people—not just their conditions. Before I stepped into healthcare, my parents taught me the value of resilience, gratitude, and service. I worked small jobs for neighbors and friends, learning that even simple acts could make a difference. When I became a CNA, I saw how something as small as a warm blanket or a kind word could bring comfort in vulnerable moments. One patient on our psychiatric unit stands out. He arrived withdrawn and angry, barely speaking. I didn’t push—I simply sat with him, letting him take the lead in conversation. Gradually, he began to talk, leave his room, and engage with others. One day, he told me it was the first time in a long while that he felt seen—not as a diagnosis, but as a person. That moment reminded me that healing doesn’t always start with medicine. Sometimes, it begins with presence and compassion. Working in behavioral health has shown me how deeply mental illness impacts lives. I thought I understood anxiety and depression—until I truly listened to my patients’ stories. Their pain and resilience changed me. I’ve become more grounded, more empathetic, and more committed to advocating for those who often go unheard. I’m especially drawn to pediatric psychiatric nursing. Children represent hope—they are our future—and I’ve always felt a natural connection with them. Volunteering at Vacation Bible School for many years helped me realize how much I enjoy working with kids. They bring joy, curiosity, and a light the world hasn’t dimmed. I’ve found I have more patience with children than with anyone else. I want to be a kind, familiar face during what may be a scary time in their lives. I want every child to feel safe, supported, and reminded that they can still grow and thrive—even in the face of illness. I don’t need patients to remember my name. I just hope they remember how they were treated—that they felt seen, respected, and never judged. That someone believed in them when they needed it most. To me, nursing is about human connection. It’s about showing up, listening, and reminding people that they matter. My patients have given me a deep sense of purpose, and I hope to honor them by becoming the kind of nurse who brings light into dark spaces—through a smile, a warm hug, or a quiet presence—and helps others believe in their ability to heal.

I didn’t choose nursing because of one defining moment. I decided because of the many lives that have quietly and profoundly shaped me. Working as a CNA for over two years and now as a Behavioral Health Specialist on a psychiatric unit, I’ve cared for individuals carrying invisible burdens—anxiety, depression, and trauma. Through them, I discovered my purpose: to be a steady presence during someone’s darkest moments and support their journey toward healing. Growing up in a healthcare-poor area, I saw how difficult it was to access quality care. With too few providers, healthcare often felt like a privilege reserved for those who could afford it. The rest of us learned to manage symptoms independently until things became too serious to ignore. That reality stayed with me. I knew I wanted to become someone who made care more accessible and patient-friendly. From an early age, my parents modeled resilience and generosity. They worked hard to provide a stable home and taught me the value of effort and gratitude. Before entering healthcare, I worked small jobs for friends and neighbors. When I became a CNA, I quickly learned the power of small acts—offering dignity, presence, and care in the simplest moments. One patient on the psychiatric unit especially stands out. He arrived angry and withdrawn, barely speaking. I sat with him each shift, allowing him to guide the conversation, verbally working through his thoughts and emotions without judgment. Gradually, he opened up, left his room, and began engaging with others. One day, he told me it was the first time in a long while that he felt truly seen—not as a diagnosis, but as a person. That moment reminded me that healing doesn’t always begin with medicine or therapy. Sometimes, it begins with being seen and heard, with a little human compassion mixed in. Working in behavioral health has shown me how deeply untreated mental illness can affect lives. I once thought I understood anxiety and depression, but I didn’t fully grasp their weight until I listened to my patients’ stories and saw their pain. Their vulnerability has changed me. It’s made me more compassionate, more grounded—and more determined to advocate for them. I hope to become a psychiatric nurse who works with vulnerable populations, especially survivors of abuse and sex trafficking. I want to offer more than clinical care—I want to offer dignity, safety, and hope. I want to walk beside people on their hardest days and remind them that healing is possible. I don’t need patients to remember my name. I want them to remember how they were treated—that they felt respected, heard, and never judged. That someone saw them as more than a condition. Nursing, to me, is more than a profession. It’s a calling grounded in empathy and connection. My patients have given me direction and purpose. I hope to honor their stories by becoming the kind of nurse who brings light into dark places and helps others believe in their ability to heal. I want every patient to leave knowing that their value isn’t defined by their past or their circumstances, but by the hope and purpose they still carry within. I believe nursing must return to its roots of compassion, where the needs of the patient come first—not their insurance policy or payment plan.

I never expected that earning my CNA license—something I initially saw as a summer job—would lead me to discover my life’s calling. From the very first patient I cared for, I realized that nursing wasn’t just about checking off tasks—it was about showing up for someone when they needed it most. I remember one of my first patients, a woman with two broken arms who couldn’t feed herself. As I carefully helped her eat and wash her hair, she teared up and thanked me. It wasn’t just the task—it was the way I did it: gently, with respect, and without rushing. That moment stuck with me. It taught me that even the smallest acts of care can restore someone’s sense of self-worth and dignity, and that’s when I knew I was meant to be part of that healing process. My CNA experience quickly made me realize that nursing is more than a job—it’s a mission. It’s about being present when people need it most, advocating for them, and walking alongside them through some of their toughest times. One person who consistently modeled this was my charge nurse. He treated every patient as a whole person, not just a diagnosis. Watching him blend his medical expertise with genuine empathy left a lasting impression on me. It showed me that nursing is about connecting on a deep level, not just performing tasks. I strive to care for my patients in the same way he does. As I spent more time with patients, I was drawn to psychiatric nursing. Mental health affects so many, yet it’s often overlooked. I’ve had the privilege of working with individuals carrying invisible burdens—anxiety, depression, trauma—and one patient, in particular, stands out. He came to the unit angry, shut down, and barely speaking. Instead of rushing through my tasks, I simply sat with him, quietly listening to his story and pent-up emotions. Over time, he began to open up, venture out of his room, and interact with others. When he later told me that it was the first time in a long while that he felt truly seen—not as a label, but as a person—it was a moment I’ll never forget. It reminded me that healing doesn’t just come from medical care—it often comes from showing up for someone and reminding them they’re not alone. My dream is to become a psychiatric nurse who provides trauma-informed care to those who are often forgotten. I’m passionate about working with nonprofits that support women and girls affected by sex trafficking—individuals who’ve endured unimaginable trauma and need more than treatment. They need someone who will fight for them, who sees their strength, and who will walk beside them in their healing. Receiving this scholarship would relieve a significant financial burden, allowing me to focus more on my studies and clinical work. Balancing school and multiple jobs has been challenging, but it’s also made me resilient and determined. It’s reinforced my belief that I’m on the right path, and I’m ready to embrace the challenges ahead. Nursing isn’t just a career to me—it’s the field I’ve decided to pour my life into. It’s the chance to be a steady presence when someone is at their lowest, to offer comfort, and to help change the way we approach mental health. I want to be a voice for those who are unheard, to offer hope in the darkness, and to remind every patient I meet that they matter and are not alone in whatever battle they are facing.

I never expected that earning my CNA license—something I originally saw as a practical step—would lead me to discover my life’s calling. From the very first patient I cared for, I realized I wasn’t just checking off tasks—I was showing up for someone in one of the most vulnerable moments of their life. I remember one of my first patients, a woman with two broken arms who couldn’t feed herself. As I carefully helped her eat, she teared up and thanked me. It wasn’t the task itself that moved her—it was the way I completed it: gently, respectfully, without rushing. Her gratitude—and that moment—stayed with me. It taught me that even the smallest acts of care can restore someone’s sense of self-worth. That experience opened my eyes to what nursing really is: a blend of skill and compassion that can bring comfort, dignity, and hope when it's needed most. Over time, I found myself especially drawn to psychiatric nursing. Mental health is so often overlooked, yet it affects so many. Working as a Behavioral Health Specialist on a psychiatric unit has been both eye-opening and humbling. I’ve met people carrying invisible burdens—some battling anxiety and depression, others healing from past suicide attempts. One patient I’ll never forget came in angry and shut down, barely speaking. I made it a point to sit with him each shift, just listening as he processed his emotions—no judgment, no pressure. Slowly, he began to open up, venture out of his room, and connect with others. He later told me it was the first time in a long while that he felt truly seen—not as a label, but as a human being. That moment reminded me that real healing starts with connection—and that sometimes, simply being present can make all the difference. My dream is to become a psychiatric nurse who offers trauma-informed care, especially to those who are too often forgotten. I’m particularly passionate about supporting the work of nonprofits that assist women and girls affected by sex trafficking. These individuals deserve more than high-quality treatment—they need advocates who see their worth, honor their stories, and walk beside them in healing. Receiving this scholarship would lift a significant financial burden and allow me to focus more fully on my studies and clinical work. Balancing school and multiple jobs hasn’t been easy, but it’s taught me resilience, time management, and the value of persistence. I’ve maintained strong academic performance not because it’s been easy, but because I care deeply about the work I’m preparing to do. This scholarship would be more than financial help—it would be an investment in the kind of nurse I hope to become. To me, nursing isn’t just a career—it’s a calling. It’s the opportunity to be a steady presence in someone’s storm. Every shift, every class, every challenge has brought me closer to that purpose. I’m ready to be a voice for the unheard, to offer hope in the darkness, and to remind every patient I meet that they are not alone.

An issue I feel deeply passionate about is the mental health crisis, as I see the effects of it daily. Across the world and in my own community, millions live with depression, anxiety, trauma, and other psychological challenges, yet mental health remains stigmatized and often treated as secondary to physical illness. In many communities, people suffer in silence, either due to fear of speaking out or lack of access to quality mental health care. As a Behavioral Health Specialist on a psychiatric inpatient unit, I see the consequences of this crisis up close. Many patients arrive in acute emotional or psychological distress—some struggling with generalized anxiety or suicidal thoughts, while others carry the weight of years of untreated mental health issues. Through my experience, I’ve learned that true recovery requires more than just medication or crisis stabilization. It demands compassion, patience, and the ability to view each person as more than their diagnosis. One patient I often reflect on when advocating for quality mental health care came in irritated and withdrawn, struggling with memory loss and frequent emotional outbursts that isolated him from others. At first, he refused to speak about his feelings, but I made it a point to sit with him each shift—listening without judgment and offering him space to open up on his own terms. Slowly, he began to process his thoughts and emotions. Over time, he started connecting with peers on the unit. He later shared that what made the difference for him was feeling seen and respected. That moment reaffirmed my belief that connection is one of the most powerful tools in treating individuals struggling with mental health challenges. Unfortunately, such moments are not always the norm, both in our unit and in the broader landscape of psychiatric care. If someone were to walk into an ER with a broken bone, they’d receive immediate care. But someone in emotional pain is often left to navigate a complex and unfamiliar system alone. This disparity leads to worsening outcomes—homelessness, substance use, incarceration, chronic illness, and family separation. Too often, these outcomes are blamed on personal failure, instead of systemic neglect. I believe the solution begins with shifting the conversation: treating mental health as an essential part of overall well-being and ensuring that systems are in place to support it. That’s why I’m pursuing a career as a psychiatric nurse. My goal is not only to care for individuals but also to advocate for more accessible, community-based mental health care. Through my education and experience, I hope to push for early intervention programs, expand trauma-informed care, and help create environments where people feel safe seeking help. I’ve seen how empathy can change lives. I’ve seen how when patients feel heard, they can begin true healing. With the right support, people can recover, reconnect, and reclaim their lives. Mental health is health—and I am committed to building a future where we treat it that way.

The most urgent and overlooked health issue I’ve encountered firsthand is the mental health crisis that affects millions—often unseen. People walk around carrying emotional weight that doesn’t show on the outside. Conditions like depression, anxiety, and mood disorders are often pushed aside in healthcare, treated as less important than physical illness. But the impact is real. Without proper support, people can spiral deeper, feel invisible, and believe their pain doesn’t matter. Working as a Behavioral Health Specialist on a psychiatric unit, I see the effects of that every day. Many patients arrive in crisis—some dealing with trauma, psychosis, or overwhelming grief. Others are worn down by years of anxiety or depression. What I’ve learned is that helping someone through a mental health challenge takes more than checking symptoms or adjusting meds. It takes patience, presence, and the willingness to see them as a whole person—not just a diagnosis. One patient I’ll never forget came in angry and shut down. He was struggling with memory loss and emotional outbursts, and it isolated him from everyone else. He barely spoke at first. I made it a point to sit with him each day, giving him space to share when he was ready. I focused not just on what he said, but how I showed up—through eye contact, my tone, body language, everything. A few days in, he started to open up. He talked, laughed, and connected with others on the unit. He told me that what made the difference was feeling like someone really saw him and didn’t treat him like a problem. That experience reminded me that something as simple as respect and presence can be powerful tools in someone’s healing. Unfortunately, moments like that don’t always happen. Mental health is still often treated as secondary, especially in under-resourced communities. I’ve seen patients discharged with little follow-up, or families unsure where to turn. If someone came in with a broken bone, they’d get immediate help—but with emotional pain, they’re more likely to be given a number to call or a brochure. That kind of gap in care leads to bigger problems: substance use, homelessness, chronic health issues, even suicide. And often, those outcomes are blamed on weakness or poor choices, instead of recognizing what’s really happening. One of the most meaningful parts of my job is watching patients support each other. I’ve seen someone speak a truth they’ve never said out loud, and another patient nod and say, “I feel that way too.” Those moments break the shame that so many carry. They show that healing can begin with connection—and that people do better when they don’t feel alone. This issue isn’t just national. It’s global. Stigma, underfunding, and cultural silence keep people from getting the care they need everywhere. That’s why I want to become a psychiatric nurse—not just to care for individual patients, but to be an advocate for better mental health systems. I want to help create a world where mental health isn’t something we hide, but something we talk about openly, and treat seriously. Every shift I work strengthens that goal. I’ve seen how compassion changes people. I’ve seen how being heard can start real healing. Mental health is health—and it’s time we give it the attention it deserves.

It’s remarkable how a small decision—one you never expected—can change the course of your life. For me, that decision was to become a Certified Nursing Assistant (CNA). I hadn’t planned on a career in healthcare, but from the first connection with a patient, something clicked in my heart. I wasn’t just doing a job—I was fulfilling a purpose. My name is Stella, and I’m pursuing a career in nursing with a focus on psychiatric care to show individuals they are not alone and that someone truly cares. As a CNA, I learned that nursing is about much more than medical skills—it’s about offering support during life’s most vulnerable moments. Simple acts of kindness—like offering fresh linens or listening with empathy—can provide crucial comfort in times of uncertainty. One experience that stands out is when I cared for an elderly woman with two broken arms. She needed assistance with basic tasks, so I took the time to brush her hair, help her to the bathroom, and listen as she shared her fears of living alone. Before she left, she told me I had made her stay easier. That moment reinforced how powerful it can be to simply be a compassionate presence in someone’s life. Building on the lessons I learned as a CNA, I now work as a Behavioral Health Specialist, where I support individuals facing mental health challenges. I've formed strong connections with patients—helping them through crises, encouraging them to find their voice, and witnessing resilience. These experiences confirm that psychiatric nursing is about healing the whole person, not just treating symptoms. One patient left a lasting impact. He arrived angry and disoriented by memory loss and emotional distress. I sat with him, listened, and helped him process his emotions. By the fourth day, he was interacting with peers and showing more confidence. Watching him regain his confidence reinforced my belief that nursing is about supporting patients through their journey toward healing. Outside of my work, pottery is my creative outlet. Shaping clay teaches me patience and adaptability—qualities that translate directly to my nursing practice. Just as pottery requires a steady hand, nursing demands attention to detail and care to shape a healing environment. In the future, I want to work with nonprofits supporting women and girls affected by sex trafficking. These individuals face immense trauma and stigma, and I feel called to provide compassionate, trauma-informed care to help them rebuild their lives. It’s not just about treating their physical wounds but helping them reclaim their dignity and strength. I want to be part of the process that empowers them to heal, grow, and live with hope again. This journey hasn’t been without sacrifice. I’ve worked multiple jobs to support myself through nursing school, often giving up personal time to stay focused on my education. But each challenge strengthens my determination. Receiving this scholarship would ease my financial burden, allowing me to devote more energy to my studies and become the nurse I aspire to be. Nursing is not just a profession to me—it’s a calling that drives me to make a meaningful impact on the lives of others. I am committed to creating compassionate, supportive environments where patients, especially in the psychiatric field, feel seen, respected, and empowered to heal. Each patient I’ve encountered has brought me closer to this goal—and I know my journey is only beginning.

Pursuing a career in nursing wasn’t always part of my life plan. Everything changed the summer I earned my CNA license and stepped into the world of patient care for the first time. That experience shifted my understanding of what it means to serve others: not just treating illnesses, but being present with people in their most vulnerable moments. I discovered a deep sense of fulfillment in offering support, dignity, and kindness when patients needed it most. Hospitals can be overwhelming places—full of unfamiliar sounds, complex technical terms, and a sudden loss of control. I want to be the kind of nurse who eases that experience, someone who helps patients feel seen, heard, and valued. Every person deserves not only excellent medical care, but human compassion that brings reassurance and hope. I believe healing begins in the small moments: offering a sincere smile, actively listening, and bringing compassion into every interaction. One moment that confirmed my calling was when I cared for an elderly patient who had broken both arms. With no visitors, she often sat alone. I took the time to sit with her, brush her hair, and help her feel more at home in the foreign hospital room. Before she left, she told me, her eyes shining with sincerity, that I had made her hospital stay easier and she was so grateful for the care.. That simple, heartfelt connection reminded me exactly why I want to become a nurse—not just to treat sickness, but to lift spirits and offer hope. While working toward nursing school, I have faced the ongoing challenge of supporting myself financially. Balancing multiple jobs with coursework has not been easy, but it has taught me resilience, discipline, and an even deeper drive to succeed. With the support of this scholarship, I would be able to focus more fully on growing into the nurse my future patients deserve; someone who is steady, skilled, and compassionate. Looking ahead, I feel a strong calling toward psychiatric nursing. Mental health remains too often overlooked, yet it is essential to true healing. I hope to build a career where I create safe spaces for patients to share their struggles without fear of judgment, empowering them with coping strategies and hope. I want to be the kind of nurse who helps people carry burdens they once thought they had to bear alone. Nursing is the perfect way to combine my passion for service with my commitment to lifelong growth. Through every patient I care for, I hope to offer not just treatment, but a reminder that they are never invisible and never alone. I am excited to dedicate my life to making compassion, resilience, and human connection the heart of my nursing career.

My grandfather, David Walborn, has profoundly shaped the direction of my life, instilling in me a passion for service and the belief that even the smallest actions can create lasting impacts. His example of faith, resilience, and dedication has inspired me to pursue a career in nursing, committing myself to helping others, especially those in need. Growing up, I was mesmerized by Grandpa’s stories of his missionary work in Congo, Africa, and his service as a World War II veteran. Despite facing immense challenges, including poverty and civil unrest, his unwavering faith and dedication to helping others left a deep impression on me and allowed him to touch countless lives. Grandpa didn’t consider himself a hero, but to me and many others, he was one—he showed me that true strength lies in serving others wholeheartedly, with humility, even in the face of adversity. His life taught me that helping others isn't all about grand gestures; it's the small, everyday actions that can make a world of difference. He wasn’t someone who showed love through expensive gifts, but through acts of service and words of affirmation, giving of his time rather than his wallet. From him, I learned that heartfelt connections and service are the foundations of a fulfilling life. These lessons have shaped my desire to become a nurse. I want to care for others not just through medical expertise, but also by providing comfort, support, and a sense of safety. Grandpa's example of unwavering faith and dedication drives me to push past barriers in my studies. Like him, I am determined to face challenges head-on, whether in the classroom or my future career. His ability to maintain his faith and mission despite the difficulties he encountered has inspired me to approach my education and career path with the same commitment and resilience. Every day, I am motivated to push myself further, knowing that my hard work will allow me to make a difference in the lives of those who are most vulnerable. I aspire to bring medical care to marginalized communities, where access to healthcare is often insufficient. Much like Grandpa did during his time in Africa, I want to help the underserved and make a lasting impact on their lives. His example has shown me that true service is about stepping into the unknown and caring for those who need help the most, no matter the personal cost.

As a child, I loved long car rides because I could lose myself in a novel. Reading was the spark that lit the flame of my desire to write. Writing is therapy for me; specifically relieving stress and anxiety. There is something so beautiful and pure about losing yourself in a thrilling, heartwarming storyline. Writing a story that inspires others would be even more rewarding. Some of my favorite authors have inspired me to write a story that others would enjoy and identify with. To me, writing is also a form of art. Drafting a storyline, designing the characters, and painting a backdrop, theoretically of course, is an art form in my mind. In my writing, I hope my first novel communicates some of the personal struggles I have overcome and areas where I am still improving. Writing gives me a chance to share ideas and thoughts with others, through the medium of storytelling! Through my creativity and imagination, I can bring to life a blank page that is difficult to channel through other mediums. I’ve always been a daydreamer, but as an aspiring writer, that is a skill that is quite effective and useful. I’ve spun amazing storylines through chemistry classes, showers, and long car rides. Writing is a form of art that only takes an active imagination, creativity, and something to write with. My writing allows me to express thoughts that I cannot express in conversation or any of my other art forms. Through writing, I can share a side of myself that doesn’t come out in daily life. Different individuals in my books can represent different shades of myself. The misguided rebel is a part of me, just like the confused heroine. Channeling thoughts and ideas from the past day, week, or month can be fantastic fodder for my story. Through crafting a novel, I am transported to areas and places I probably will never visit in real life. Writing also allows me to step out of my comfort zone. As I write, I put my entire heart into my novel, and it is uncomfortable for me to share it even with the people closest to me. To grow personally, emotionally, and mentally, I must step outside of the circle of safety. Through my writing, I can be raw and authentic, but it teaches me to share all parts of myself with others: especially those who know me the best. Writing strengthens my skill set; I enhance my vocabulary, knowledge of different periods, and the complexity of different languages. My grammar and spelling have quite improved, but more than that, I am a better communicator and leader due to my writing. Thinking about how to write a heartbreaking or heartwarming scene makes me rethink real-life conversations and the best way to talk to another person effectively. I can lead others with the best skills possible. After all, I am always looking at different possibilities because my storylines often change and evolve. In conclusion, writing allows me to cultivate personal, academic, and social skills and feel inspired and fulfilled. I can take steps towards self-improvement through an outlet I truly enjoy, whether I ever get published or not. A good author is someone I connect with through their written work, and I hope one day my stories will do the same for someone else.

One of the most powerful words in the human language is hope. Through my career, I hope to bring hope to the hurting, lonely and discouraged. In my dream career, I would serve others as a psychiatrist in my local area, working in pediatric care. In serving others, you serve yourself and the fulfilled “glow” you experience is like none other. My most enjoyable times volunteering have always come when I can combine my passions and interests with a need in our community. I loved working with the children in my church’s WebKidz ministry during Sunday school and Wednesday night activities. Their bright smiles and laughter always serve to bring joy into my day. Whether getting my fingers messy with playdoh or singing and playing instruments, I love getting to spend time with them and tell them Bible stories! Children have a simpler view of looking at things which I find completely refreshing and inspiring. Our hope for the future rests in their hands, and anyway I can make a difference in their lives will be an investment in the world’s fate. Currently, in my hometown, it is hard and uncomfortable for people to ask others, whom they are not familiar with, for help, especially when it comes to mental health. There are also unnecessary roadblocks, such as complex paperwork and the needless jargon of the medical staff which may prevent people from getting the care their family needs and deserves. I can relate to part of their struggle, as I felt for the longest time it was a sign of weakness to ask for the aid of someone else, especially in personal matters. I was always the girl who did everything by herself and did it well. It was both a blessing and a curse because I became used to the frequent successes, I thought that being independent was the only road for me. It also made me afraid of failure and thus, held me back from experiences I should have participated in. I am grateful I no longer believe the lie that asking for help shows weakness, and I can try new things without expecting a 100% success rate. While providing my patients with excellent and personalized care, I always want them to feel welcome and feel like they can be themselves. One of the ways I can assist them in their treatment plan is by making them feel comfortable and showing trustworthiness as they discuss difficult topics. I understand what it is like to take a step back from something that appears and is difficult and give up the chance to succeed and conquer your fears. With my career, I want to give hope and spread restoration to bring a necessary change to our world. There is a real need for physicians who seek to understand their patients and are in the profession to minister to individuals. I wish to fill that gap with my career and serve those who are underrepresented and overlooked in my community. Those who may be afraid to seek help or prevented from receiving help by language or financial obstacles. To me, being a doctor goes beyond wearing a white coat and having the letter M.D. I believe I can bring hope to a broken and distressed world, even by just impacting one life for the better. This scholarship will further assist me along my academic path to restoring hope and joy in the lives of others and remind me that stepping out in faith is never in vain.

One of the most powerful words in the human language is hope. Through my career, I hope to bring hope to the hurting, lonely and discouraged. In my dream career, I would serve others as a psychiatrist in my local area, working in pediatric care. In serving others, you serve yourself and the fulfilled “glow” you experience is like none other. My most enjoyable times volunteering have always come when I can combine my passions and interests with a need in our community. I loved working with the children in my church’s WebKidz ministry during Sunday school and Wednesday night activities. Their bright smiles and laughter always serve to bring joy into my day. Whether getting my fingers messy with playdoh or singing and playing instruments, I love getting to spend time with them and tell them Bible stories! Children have a simpler view of looking at things which I find completely refreshing and inspiring. Our hope for the future rests in their hands, and anyway I can make a difference in their lives, will be an investment in the world’s fate. Currently, in my hometown, it is hard and uncomfortable for people to ask others, whom they are not familiar with, for help, especially when it comes to mental health. There are also unnecessary roadblocks, such as complex paperwork and the needless jargon of the medical staff which may prevent people from getting the care their family needs and deserves. I can relate to part of their struggle, as I felt for the longest time it was a sign of weakness to ask for the aid of someone else, especially in personal matters. I was always the girl who did everything by herself and did it well. It was both a blessing and a curse because I became used to the frequent successes, I thought that being independent was the only road for me. It also made me afraid of failure and thus, held me back from experiences I should have participated in. I am grateful I no longer believe the lie that asking for help shows weakness, and I can try new things without expecting a 100% success rate. While providing my patients with excellent and personalized care, I always want them to feel welcome and feel like they can be themselves. One of the ways I can assist them in their treatment plan is by making them feel comfortable and showing trustworthiness as they discuss difficult topics. I understand what it is like to take a step back from something that appears and is difficult and give up the chance to succeed and conquer your fears. With my career, I want to give hope and spread restoration to bring a necessary change to our world. There is a real need for physicians who seek to understand their patients and are in the profession to minister to individuals. I wish to fill that gap with my career and serve those who are underrepresented and overlooked in my community. Those who may be afraid to seek help or prevented from receiving help by language or financial obstacles. To me, being a doctor goes beyond wearing a white coat and having the letter M.D. I believe I can bring hope to a broken and distressed world, even by just impacting one life for the better. This scholarship will further assist me along my academic path to restoring hope and joy in the lives of others and remind me that stepping out in faith is never in vain.

My name is Stella Walborn, and I want to provide critical care through medicine. My first introduction to health care was when my grandmother was placed in a nursing home. I was often in the nurses' and CNAs' way as I tried to observe everything they did. Tools of the trade, stethoscopes, blood pressure cuffs and thermometers looked like fantastic toys to me, but even then I sensed a deeper underlying purpose to it all. Now, being a CNA, I know how to use the tools of the trade, but more importantly, how to make patients feel at ease in an unfamiliar setting. There is something so fulfilling about being able to assist others in such a crucial and needed way. One of the reasons I hope to continue my journey in healthcare and serve as a physician is my love of connecting with others. I have always been the social butterfly of my family simply because I enjoy meeting new people. Through medical care, I hope to meet people where they are and treat their needs with kindness and expertise. Another is the desire to ensure everyone can live life to their personal fullest. There is no reason someone should suffer from a disease or illness that is treatable because they cannot receive help due to cost, language barriers, or terrain. In my local area, it is hard and uncomfortable for people to ask others, who they are not familiar with, for help. Moreover, medical staff and doctors' needless jargon and overwhelming paperwork are even more challenging for them to comprehend. I can relate to their struggle, as I felt for the longest time it was a sign of weakness to ask questions or for the aid of someone else. I was always the girl who did everything by herself and did it well. It was both a blessing and a curse because I became used to the frequent successes, I thought that being independent was the only road for me. It also made me afraid of failure and thus, held me back from experiences I should have at least tried. I am grateful I no longer believe the lie that asking for help shows weakness, and I can try new things without expecting a 100% success rate. I realize that everyone has needed another's help and wisdom along their path to achieving success in life. While I still struggle with the fear of making mistakes, I know that not trying at all would be a greater loss. Numerous people have asked me why I am interested in the medical field, and to be honest, I've struggled to find my reason and put it into words. It comes from a belief that the only thing that lasts in this world is the work we do for others. Throughout my career, I want to give and spread a legacy of hope-filled lives to bring change to our world. There is a real call for physicians who seek to understand their patients and are in the profession to heal individuals. I wish to fill that gap with my career and serve those who are underrepresented and overlooked in my community. The cost may be great, but the idea that I missed my chance to make a difference in someone's life is a sobering thought. In summary, being a doctor is more than wearing a white coat and having M.D. next to your name; it is a responsibility to ensure everyone receives the care they need and deserve no matter what.

I hated change! Transferring colleges at the beginning of my junior year, seemed like a trial I wasn't ready or excited for. I was afraid everyone would have their friends already. I couldn't have been more wrong about my fears about transferring to Western Carolina University from Southwestern Community College. On the first Saturday of the semester, the college-sponsored an event that would help connect us with clubs and organizations on campus. I signed up for numerous clubs to make friends and connections on my new campus. Since then, about 4 months ago, I have served on the leadership team for FEM in STEM promoting diversity in STEM fields, worked with the biology club to brainstorm events for our club, helped direct a goods drive for a local nonprofit, and am currently a member of our start-up honors college book club. One of my favorite extracurriculars has been Campus Outreach! At our orientation, the Dean of Students urged us to be ourselves and not to neglect our beliefs and values just to "fit in" at college. I have truly found a group where I can be myself and find people who are walking alongside me in my personal faith journey. Not only do they sponsor events during school hours, but they also just want to "do life with us" as our leaders often say, so we have evening events and Sunday worship services along with some retreats and conferences! I am also involved with the UP program, a University Participant program that provides the college experience for individuals with intellectual disabilities. It is a wonderful, flexible program where all the volunteers take shifts across the week to spend some quality one-on-one time with the participants doing homework, taking lunch shifts, or dorm chores. My school also encourages us to learn more than just academic important subjects but also cultural key points. I am so grateful to be a part of the Degree Plus Cultural Responsiveness program. In the program, we tackle mental health, oppression, and poverty looking at it through the lenses of different cultures and traditions. Undoubtedly, culture plays a decisive role in understanding life events; a fact that many people may not realize. Now that I am almost at the end of my first semester, I realize that through embracing change and taking brave first steps I found my place. I can not believe how many wonderful, eye-opening opportunities that I am blessed to be a part of. My relatives often ask me, "How do you have time to do your school work and handle home chores?" My answer is the same every time: "I have excellent time management skills". Planners have definitely been my best friend this semester. I find that planning out my week, in the beginning, with all the important class deadlines and assignments helps a lot. Then, I can plug in my social friend dates, club meetings, leadership meetings, advising appointments, and relaxing time. Half of the battle is knowing what I need to do and then making a plan to do it! In conclusion, I have loved every second of my college experience so far. I can almost not believe I was afraid and nervous to start college, that I was afraid of change! Not now; no way! Now I love trying new things, putting myself in new situations, and making new friends! If I could sum up this semester so far, I would say don't be afraid of change because change makes you stronger, and it has inspired me to continue being a leader in my school community.

Imagine living in a world where excessive CO2 is no longer a concern. Doctors can prevent cancer and genetic disorders. There is highly purified air and water available for everyone. Sound like a dream? Thanks to the work of Dr. James Tour, that soon might be our reality. Graphene is making a startling reappearance, and it could change the way we live life. It is composed of a single layer of carbon atoms bonded together in a hexagonal honeycomb. It holds some impressive records: the most robust material ever discovered, best-known conductor of electricity, lightest material, and elastic. Its possibilities are endless, and there are so many uses for graphene in technology and engineering, from purifying air from bacteria and viruses, proving itself as 99.85% against COVID and producing the world's first successful lithium-sulfur battery having 3x the energy storage of lithium-ion batteries and recharging it in minutes. Using graphene, fully scaled biosensors were placed on standard semiconductor chips to predict, prevent, and cure diseases in the biology field. Graphene has also helped create a new generation of light-activated unidirectional molecular nanomachines that can perforate cellular membranes, introducing cell-killing chemicals that the target cell can not resist, perhaps leading to a breakthrough in cancer treatments. Welcome to the age of Carbon and Nanocosm! May it be a wonderful new world with new and exciting possibilities.

Entering high school, I was optimistic. I was going to have not the average high school experience but the best one ever, I decided. I imagined myself hanging out with my friends, going to sleepovers, and being a social butterfly. Yet, I didn't realize one important thing: I had to step out of my comfort zone to have the dream high school experience I wanted. Luckily, I learned it right before high school started, which has made all the difference. On a bright sunny day, I eagerly looked forward to meeting my freshman class at our Summer Bridge. Many of my friends from middle school would be there, and I was excited to get reacquainted with them. My high school future looked bright. Arriving, I immediately rushed to a familiar face and started talking. But the guiding teacher was smart. She knew people would stick to those they already knew, and she wanted them to mesh. For our first activity, we drew slips of paper from a hat, and then we were supposed to match up with the person who had the corresponding paper. My partner was a girl I had never met before, and naturally, I was nervous. But I swallowed my fear, put on someone else's confidence, and introduced myself. We ended up having a good conversation. For the rest of the day, I found myself paired up with people I had never met before, but I enjoyed getting to know them and stepping outside my comfort zone. I sometimes still find it hard to start a conversation with a perfect stranger. Still, I almost always find it worthwhile, and I am glad I have the skills to walk out of my comfort zone.

My dream is to be a doctor, perhaps in China or a third-world country. This may seem similar to others' aspirations. However, I believe my ethnicity and the reason behind my dream make me stand out from others with the same vision. I am Chinese, and I was adopted from China at a young age. This ties into the reason I want to become a doctor. When I was an infant, my sister and I were left on a step of an orphanage. Thankfully, the orphanage director brought us into the orphanage and took care of us. When I was four months old, I was adopted and brought to America. Later, my parents told me that my sister died, probably because the health care wasn't adequate. Since she couldn't receive the medical care she needed, I will never be able to meet her here on earth. However, now that I am in high school, I wonder how many others faced the same situation. Numerous people have lost loved ones simply because they could not get the medical care they needed to live. Some people cannot receive the healthcare desperately needed to survive and thrive in their region. The language barriers, inadequate training, or poverty stand between them and a chance at a healthier life. When I earn my M.D., I will strive to meet the needs of the poor, elderly, and forgotten. I want to work in an impoverished area to minister to the people who are so often overlooked. Location and poverty severely limit access to health care, an unfortunate truth. With my success, I want to change the lives of others by fighting for their right to life and allowing them to change lives in their own life. Through the prestige of being a doctor, I will advocate for the voiceless or the people who are ignored because of their perceived lower status. When I interviewed a doctor, one of the things that stood out to me most was her saying, "I love being able to advocate for my patients." She was a geriatrician, and what struck me about her comment was how true it was. Older patients are often not treated as respectfully as they deserve. I believe everyone should have access to fundamental rights, especially the right to life. Their voices should be heard no matter their age, skin color, or beliefs. Everyone deserves respect. I want to use my knowledge and career to benefit others as much as possible. I dream of making this world a better place for everyone by helping to eradicate disease and heal physical and psychological wounds. I hope to keep families together by curing their illnesses and preventing infections from shortening their lives prematurely. Doctors are more heroic than many individuals believe. They work tirelessly to aid others and fight for life every day. I want to join their noble cause because I believe my calling is to dispel hurt and heal individuals. I can learn from my patient's determination and perseverance through the pain they feel. Doctors are often viewed as people who "know everything." However, it is essential to continue your education even past medical school. Not all learning can come from books, but other doctors' wisdom and experience. In my opinion, doctors have the most fulfilling careers as they leave a lasting legacy behind them.

I am a daughter, friend, and student currently attending Jackson County Early College. I often enjoy reading a good historical fiction or suspense novel with a mug of hot chocolate. One of my favorite places to be is in the kitchen. I enjoy whipping up some fantastic desserts and pastries! I also give back by serving my community at food banks and nonprofit thrift stores. I have even had the privilege to spend some time in a free health clinic and interview a doctor on her daily schedule and duties. This summer, I will gain my C.N.A. license to work with patients, gaining patient care experience. I plan on attending Western Carolina University in the fall of 2022, majoring in psychology. W.C.U. has invited me to participate in their honors program. I am looking forward to conducting research with either the psychology or biology department and exploring in correlation with honors projects. I also want to get involved with student clubs and activities that align with my values: compassion, humility, and integrity. After completing my Bachelor’s degree at Western, I will apply to medical schools, seeking acceptance to Hershey Medical School. Graduating from medical school and completing my residency, I will work in an economically distressed area. I am looking to provide a haven of care for individuals who struggle with mental health issues. I want to provide lasting treatment that will allow them to feel “normal” and functional with personalized plans, giving them my undivided attention. The daily interaction I would have with various people of all age groups, ethnicities, and backgrounds stimulates me and would educate me on the diversity of life—an aspect that can only be appreciated through experience. My dream of becoming a doctor comes with a long road. Yet, I will be equipped to handle the journey because my purpose is to serve others as a physiatrist. With that belief, I can overcome any obstacle. I am applying for scholarships because I cannot solely rely on my parents or family to pay for my college expenses. To show that I am committed to my dream of becoming a physician, I feel that it is essential to raise the money necessary on my own. It would be a sign of my intent and a way to prove my motivation and independence. As I have gotten older, there should be a subtle shift where I take on expenses and contribute financially to personal fees and even household costs. Winning scholarships would take the financial worry away from my education. It would allow me to focus entirely on my studies and activities to prepare me for medical school. I have been applying for scholarships since the Fall of 2021. I am incredibly grateful that there are so many scholarship opportunities available. I am confident that I can pay for my education through the funds they so generously provide.

On July 4th, we celebrate the birth of our nation's independence from Britain's tyranny. To be independent means to be free from external control. It gives us the ability to focus on bettering ourselves, no matter what other opinions. It means realizing that we must be independent of the doubters and critics to achieve our goals. Independence gives me the freedom to boldly and confidently be committed to myself and my dreams. It allows me to be my own person, not weighed down by the pressures from others around me. Being independent gives me wings to soar above those who seek to bring me down intentionally or unintentionally. Letting others control your mood and emotions is never smart; independence allows you to take back control of yourself. There are times when being independent is challenging. Yet, there is an inner resilience in independent people that allows them to stand behind their belief even when it is not popular, something I have encountered numerous times. Independent people are leaders; they do not have to have the majority's favor. They stick to their own opinions confidently. I dreaded group projects in middle school because I wanted to do it by myself due to my independent spirit. While independence is clearly a strength, it could become a hindrance. Being too independent means that you might isolate yourself unnecessarily. It could also mean that you push people away from you because you are used to being a loner. Thankfully, I have overcome my distaste for group assignments and recognize that everyone has strengths to bring to the table. Nevertheless, I would say that my independence is definitely a strength that I could not cope with. It allows me to rise above my circumstances and others' opinions to press on to my dreams and aspirations.

Online math classes, communication issues, and jarred daily schedules. These were challenges that numerous students around the globe faced when the COVID-19 pandemic hit. As a student, I spent long hours in front of a computer, jarred from the normalcy of school and everyday activities. My school went remote during the COVID-19 pandemic, forcing me to learn with minimal in-person teaching and peer interaction. It was hard to communicate with all my teachers because there were different platforms. Isolation only added to everyone's stress, and we all tried to find ways to connect online to stay in touch with loved ones. In the beginning, it was difficult for me to keep all my assignments organized and try and turn them in electronically. One of the most challenging courses to work with online was high school chemistry. My teacher was careful to record the lessons; however, I couldn't always see the equations on the board clearly due to poor-quality cameras. Communication was slow at best as I understood all the teachers were busy planning individual lessons for their classes. Socially, I missed being in the classroom collaborating with others. I felt lonely as I had this barrier in front of my friends and me; a computer screen. Understandable fear swept across the nation. We watched in horror as the news reported the staggering death toll this disease was causing. Our world was reeling under the blows COVID was causing: job losses, sickness, and death, not to mention the rise of mental health cases were off the chart. Excess stress and isolation had set everyone's nerves on edge. We all needed to find ways to cope with the challenges that restricted us. The first challenge was developing a different learning strategy. I had to figure out a way to understand the material without physically being in the classroom. I made flashcards, took notes, and recited the information aloud. I developed time management and organizational skills so I could stay on track. I utilized a planner to outline the assignments I needed to accomplish. I needed a way to cope with the stress of being isolated indoors. I turned to art as an outlet, sketching and painting in my free time. My pressure decreased, but I also found that my artistic skills increased. As a student, I learned crucial skills needed in this stressful time. These skills included time management, organization, and self-motivation. A saying goes, "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger." While it is cliché, in this case, it proves true. Coming back to in-person learning, I have excelled in my classes because of the vital study habits I acquired doing social isolation. I improved my artistic skills, boosted my creativity both academically and artistically, and strengthened my study habits, which resulted in higher grades. I know that COVID was highly stressful for many people. Yet, I believe that the challenges we faced have only made us stronger and more equipped to overcome more significant and more formidable obstacles. I think the key to success for me was perseverance in the face of adversity. Long hours on screens, little in-person contact, and fear. All formidable obstacles, but our combined strength as people united rallied together was enough to drive the desperation and anxiety away. Times of difficulties always come, but how we handle the problematic obstacles defines us, making us stronger and teaching important life lessons.I've strengthened my academic and artistic skills I never thought possible. Our economy may have suffered setbacks, but we have grown stronger in our respective communities.

Swirls of paint decorate the page leaving my hands dotted with different color splatters of paint as I dip my brush into a beautiful shade of yellow. A smile lights up my face as I skillfully pull up the clay layer while smoothly pumping the pottery wheel. Subconsciously twirling my drawing pencil, I lean back and look at my sketch, assessing the strong and weak points. One of my favorite hobbies is to create art in any media, whether that be sculpture, painting, or drawing. Creating art, in any form, makes the world burst with color, creating masterpieces of all shapes and forms, inspiring others, and impacting us profoundly. Art encourages us to explore different techniques and styles, such as modernism, abstract, cubism, or contemporary. Sitting in a studio or in your home is calming; listening to music while using your creativity to create a masterpiece or perhaps even your own art style. Artists have always been depicted as moody, standoffish, and critical. However, they are so much more than a stereotype; you cannot categorize them as a whole from a couple of members. They are creative and enthusiastic people who can see hidden images and pictures and create a work of art off of their vast imagination. I would consider myself an artist, but I have very few of the “defining” artist traits. I am relaxed, calm, and mainly collected but occasionally have times of inspiration and vision. To me, being labeled as an artist is a distinction of joy because it puts me in the same category as some of the famous artists, such as Liu Xiaodong and Artemisia Gentileschi. Personally, I love to draw or paint nature still lives and use vibrant colors to draw eyes towards the piece. I use various tools with any medium, paintbrushes, colored pencils, colored pens, graphite pencils, and kneaded erasers. It serves to inspire, calm, and rejuvenate me. Of course, there are times when I get artist block, but I always find my creativity returning, proving to me that I am an artist at heart.

“You can’t do it.” I grit my teeth, and I can feel my body tensing up in response to the remark. Taking a deep breath, I exhale slowly and reply with a smile, “Just watch me .”I daily have to remind myself that my greatest enemy is myself. My determined nature lets me defeat all opponents with one hitch: I have to stubbornly believe in myself in all circumstances. A stubborn, determined streak runs through me as indeed as there is blood in my veins. My resolution is my most valuable asset because it allows me to push through adverse circumstances. In contrast, individuals with a weaker constitution may falter or give up. My career goal is to become a physician and serve individuals living in impoverished areas with the necessary medical care. Many people die every day because they do not have the needed treatment to survive. I want to change that if I can. I will fight for life in my future career, traveling to the unreached areas of the world, providing medical care, and sharing the gospel. An inner resolution set on determination is necessary for my chosen career path because it is a lengthy and potentially tedious journey. It takes eleven years to become a pediatrician; not a practical goal for someone who does not have the tenacity to stick through the challenges one will enviable face. Yet, I will be prepared to endure the journey because I am committed that my purpose is to aid others as a physician. With that stubborn belief, I can crush any obstacle. My inner fortitude will be helpful throughout life because difficulties do not stop after you graduate. On the contrary, the natural world can throw consequential ordeals at you. Whether it is a death of a loved one, job loss, or a heart-shattering diagnosis, a beneficial dose of determination will keep you on your feet, not succumbing to despair or apprehension. Perseverance is critical to a fighter’s disposition, willpower, and resolve to keep going no matter what kind of punches are thrown at you. Determination is the best friend that you want with you at all moments. It is the defense you do not ever want to let down, exposing you to self-criticism, self-doubt, and fear. Indeed it is one of the most essential attitudes to have because it authorizes you to execute your full potential, driving past all deterrents.

Our society’s tendency to waste is an issue that profoundly alarms me. Humans are experts in wasting resources and time, which has led to numerous problems and will continue to cause them. I live in a very frugal family. We shop thrift items, utilize coupons, and donate our gently used items instead of throwing them out. We believe that you do not have something new when something old reworked does just fine. Thus, we try not to waste in our daily lives. I see waste every day, and it shocks me when people feel that they must have the latest and greatest, but what is even more concerning is when they throw away the old for the new. As if throwing out anything makes it disappear or vanish. Matter is neither created nor destroyed, so our “junk” does not disappear. It can be recycled and reused by never unmade. China has a population of 1.4 billion, even though they have less space than the United States. With that many citizens, they likely generate significant waste. However, they produce three times less waste than Americans. As a Chinese-American, while China has room for improvement, Americans need to take this issue seriously and become aware of their wasteful habits. Friends of the Earth are working to ensure that the generations after us have a safe, clean place to live. I respect their goal; we have a responsibility to our children and grandchildren to ensure that they have the same opportunities and resources we did. This issue interests me because everyone leaves behind a legacy. Does our generation want to leave behind a reputation of being wasteful and careless or one of frugalness and responsibility?

Misfortune, discrimination, and severe poverty were Ben Carson's challenges. However, although he faced a turbulent childhood and challenges that barred his path, he overcame every difficulty. He demonstrated the power of hard work, determination, and a mother's love. He is considered the pioneer of neurosurgery. Although focused heavily on medicine, his talent extended to politics and education, was used and continues to be used to create a just world for all. His strength, bravery, and enthusiasm for medicine stimulate me to work hard towards my own goal of connecting with patients as a physician. His success in the operation granted him world-renowned fame, yet he refused to let the fame corrupt him. Several of Carson's surgery techniques were revolutionary in neurosurgery and plastic surgery. Unfortunately, Carson had to verify his value and talent to the public simply because of his race. Yet, he overcame the difficulties, which encouraged me to push forward despite challenges due to my heritage. His biography gives me insight and motivation on working in the medical field as a minority. He also achieved political fame, emerging in conservative circles due to increased media attention. Ben Carson was indeed a man who sought to do the most good in this world, whether as a surgeon, politician, or conservative influencer. From his example, I've learned it is essential to continue assisting others and stay true to your values throughout life. Ben Carson's story has taught me to persevere in all pursuits, hope extravagantly, and work tirelessly for the good of all. He was no stranger to difficulties and achieved tasks not many would have had the stamina and ability to accomplish. Ben Carson is an inspiration because he was determined to never give up despite his dire beginnings.

Ernest Hemingway once said, "There is no friend as loyal as a book." My favorite novel is The Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett. Sarah, the main character, is put in a girls' boarding school by her kindly, rich Papa. The school's matron treats Sarah kindly but professionally and introduces her to the other girls who take to her immediately. Known for weaving creative, inspirational stories, the other girls gather daily to listen to her newest tale. Once, when Sarah recounts one of her latest stories, she discovers the servant girl Betty listening to them. While the other girls want to report her to the headmistress, Sarah responds in kindness, telling her to stay. Word reaches the school that Sarah's Papa has died and Sarah is left destitute; the headmistress reacts harshly, exiling Sarah to the servant's quarter, taking her fine clothes and possessions. The once rich girl is demoted to servant alongside Betty. Yet, she possesses an inner strength that overcomes any challenge the headmistress can throw at her. This is my favorite novel because it tells of the immense value of internal fortitude and kindness. Earthly treasures pass away, but what is done in turn endures and impacts others significantly. In the end, it is discovered that Papa has countless diamond mines as his lawyer tracks down Sarah at the boarding school; she is not penniless after all. I admire Sarah greatly because of her strength in dealing with difficulties that befall her. The Little Princess is a story about treating others with kindness, not out of preconceived notions, and overcoming problems through determination and grit. It tells a story of perseverance with compassion, a genuinely heartwarming tale.

Ernest Hemingway once said, "There is no friend as loyal as a book." My favorite novel is The Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett. Sarah, the main character, is put in a girls' boarding school by her kindly, rich Papa. The school's matron treats Sarah kindly but professionally and introduces her to the other girls who take to her immediately. Known for weaving creative, inspirational stories, the other girls gather daily to listen to her newest tale. Once, when Sarah recounts one of her latest stories, she discovers the servant girl Betty listening to them. While the other girls want to report her to the headmistress, Sarah responds in kindness, telling her to stay. Word reaches the school that Sarah's Papa has died and Sarah is left destitute; the headmistress reacts harshly, exiling Sarah to the servant's quarter, taking her fine clothes and possessions. The once rich girl is demoted to servant alongside Betty. Yet, she possesses an inner strength that overcomes any challenge the headmistress can throw at her. This is my favorite novel because it tells of the immense value of internal fortitude and kindness. Earthly treasures pass away, but what is done in turn endures and impacts others significantly. In the end, it is discovered that Papa has countless diamond mines as his lawyer tracks down Sarah at the boarding school; she is not penniless after all. I admire Sarah greatly because of her strength in dealing with difficulties that befall her. The Little Princess is a story about treating others with kindness, not out of preconceived notions, and overcoming problems through determination and grit. It tells a story of perseverance with compassion, a genuinely heartwarming tale.

I am a daughter, friend, and student. I currently attend Jackson County Early College as a senior. I can often be found reading a good historical fiction or suspense novel with a mug of hot chocolate. One of my favorite places to be is in the kitchen. I enjoy whipping up some fantastic desserts and pastries! I also spend time giving back by serving my community at food banks and nonprofit thrift stores. I have even had the privilege to spend some time in a free health clinic and interview a doctor on her daily schedule and duties. This summer, I will gain my C.N.A license to work with patients, gaining patient care experience. My career goal is to become a physician to provide crucial healthcare to individuals living in impoverished areas or who do not have access to proper healthcare. Many people die every day because they do not have the medical care to survive. I want to change that. I dream of fighting for the right to live in my career, traveling to unreached areas of the world, providing medical care, and sharing the gospel. The daily interaction I would have with various people of all age groups, ethnicities, and backgrounds excites me and would educate me on the different walks of life, something a textbook fails to do. My dream of becoming a doctor comes with a long road, yet I feel that I will be equipped to handle the journey because this is what I am meant to do, and with that belief, I can overcome any obstacle. I hope to specialize in pediatrics, as I have always felt I connect better with children than adults. I will be successful in becoming a doctor because it is my calling. Science encourages us to explore; never satisfied with unanswered questions. Technology calls us to invent and perfect, creating beautiful things that make life easier for others. Engineering is for the builders, the dreamers, always looking into the future and crafting the essentials and the ideas. Art makes the world burst with color, creating masterpieces of all shapes and forms, inspiring others, and impacting us profoundly. Mathematics is an unending puzzle that connects to all other aspects: art, science, technology, and engineering. STEAM holds something for everyone; we all have a role in this acronym. Through STEAM, we create a beautiful, diverse picture of how everyone contributes their knowledge; we make a wonderfully distinct and varied world, holding hope for everyone. We are united in our pursuit of STEAM fields, each lending to the other, building blocks of knowledge. Through the outreach of STEAM, individuals have the opportunity to make a lasting difference in the world.

My dream is to be a doctor. This may seem similar to others' aspirations. However, I believe my ethnicity and the reason behind my goal make me stand out from others with the same vision. I am Chinese, and I was adopted at a young age. When I was an infant, my sister and I were left on a step of an orphanage. Thankfully, the orphanage director brought us into the orphanage and took care of us. When I was four months old, I was adopted and brought to America. Later, my parents told me that my sister died, probably because the health care wasn't adequate. Since she couldn't receive the medical care she needed, I will never be able to meet her here on earth. Now that I am in high school, I wonder how many others faced the same situation. Numerous people have lost loved ones simply because they could not get the medical care they needed to live. Some people cannot receive the healthcare desperately needed to survive and thrive in their region. The language barriers, inadequate training, or poverty stand between them and a chance at a healthier life. When I earn my M.D., I will strive to meet the needs of the poor, elderly, and forgotten. After I graduate from medical school, I want to work in an impoverished area to minister to the people who are so often overlooked. Location and poverty severely limit access to health care, an unfortunate truth. With my success, I want to change the lives of others by fighting for their right to life and allowing them to change lives in their own life. Through the prestige of being a doctor, I will advocate for the voiceless, the people who are ignored because of their perceived lower status. When I interviewed a doctor, one of the things that stood out to me most was her saying, "I love being able to advocate for my patients." She was a geriatrician, and what struck me about her comment was how true it was. Older patients are often not treated as respectfully as they deserve. Their voices are lost in the crowd simply due to their age. I believe everyone should have access to fundamental rights, especially the right to life. Their voices should be heard no matter their age, skin color, or beliefs. Everyone deserves respect. I want to use my knowledge and career to benefit others as much as possible. I do not wish to only heal afflictions but to teach others to treat minor health problems. I have been taught to dream, a blessing America bestows on its people from a young age. I dream of making this world a better place for everyone by helping to eradicate disease and heal physical and psychological wounds. I hope to keep families together by curing their illnesses and preventing infections from shortening their lives prematurely. Doctors are more heroic than many belief; they work tirelessly to aid others and fight for life every day. I want to join their noble cause because my calling is to dispel hurt and heal individuals. I can learn from my patient's determination and perseverance through the pain they feel. Doctors are often viewed as people who "know everything." However, it is essential to continue your education even past medical school. Not all learning can come from books, but other doctors' wisdom and experience. Patients can also teach doctors important lessons about purpose and passion. I believe doctors have the most fulfilling careers as they leave a lasting legacy behind them.

2 tests, 2 papers, 3 significant projects all in 3 weeks? My brain races to figure it all out, so I pull out my best friend: my planner. The first step to achieving academic success is prioritizing assignments. The best way to do that is to use a planner. I block out time to complete each project, then time to chip away at my papers, and finally study for tests. The second rule of success is to set up a positive learning environment with limited distractions. Stocked with pens, pencils, paper, and a charged computer. I also like to put snacks and my water bottle, so I don't have to leave, get up, and then risk getting distracted. Place phone and any other distractions in a separate room. It's also good to write my academic goals and why I want to accomplish them for motivation. When those 5 hours of study sessions get too much, and the test results aren't the mark you were hoping for, you need to remind yourself of your present and future goals. Make it pretty; start a bullet journal. Write down dreams, goals, and thought. Get creative. I like the glitter gel pens, stickers, and colored pencils. To memorize information, I utilize Quizlet. I love flashcards, learning, and matching games. It helps me learn while keeping me engaged. I also write down important information, formula, and facts in red ink to remember them. I also follow some basic study rules: take good notes in class, get seven to eight hours of sleep, and review notes daily. I believe anyone can succeed in school if they find their personal study habits that work effectively for them.

My dream is to be a doctor, perhaps in China or a third-world country. My ethnicity and the reason behind my dream make me stand out from others with the same plan. When I was an infant, my sister and I were left on a step of an orphanage. Thankfully, the orphanage director brought us into the orphanage and took care of us. When I was four months old, I was adopted and brought to America. Later, my parents told me that my sister died, probably because the health care wasn't adequate. Since she couldn't receive the medical care she needed, I will never be able to meet her here on earth. Now that I am in high school, I wonder how many others faced the same situation. Numerous people have lost loved ones simply because they could not get the medical care they needed to live. Some people cannot receive the healthcare desperately needed to survive and thrive in their region. The barriers stand between them and a chance at a healthier life. When I earn my M.D., I will strive to meet the needs of the poor, elderly, and forgotten. I want to work in an impoverished area to minister to the people who are so often overlooked.With my success, I want to change the lives of others by fighting for their right to life and allowing them to change lives in their own life. I believe everyone should have access to fundamental rights, especially the right to life. Their voices should be heard no matter their age, skin color, or beliefs.Everyone deserves respect. I want to use my knowledge and career to benefit others as much as possible. Doctors have the most fulfilling careers as they leave a lasting legacy behind them.

The wind blows softly through my hair, brushing it against my face. I close my eyes and breath deeply, inhaling the sweet, clean oxygen. I stand at the pinnacle of a beautiful mountain, and the view is breathtaking. I love spending time in nature because of the calming properties it has. Taking a walk through a forest can be the perfect antidote for a stressful day. Nature is all around us, beckoning us to come to explore and leave behind the drudgery of the daily bustle. In nature, time stands almost still compared to our busy world. The sounds are different too; birds call, squirrels chatter, and even leaves make their music. One of my escapes is creating all forms of art, whether pottery, painting, sketching, paper mache, or 3D models. I love drawing nature scenes because of the tranquility I find in them. Capturing the beautiful fluidity of motion is a challenge I enjoy. It is my dream to one day put my artwork on the market for others to enjoy and purchase. I appreciate nature by capturing it first in my mind, then my sketchbook seeking to share the beauty with others.

My fingers flew over the keyboard as I rapidly took notes as my teammates and I discussed our presentation. For a senior project, we created a presentation and gave a speech to the rest of the school. We were illustrating how to do a student-led presentation. Since there were different topics to cover, we divided into a group. I had three other peers in my group, and I took charge from the start by choice. My nature is bold, assertive, and maybe a tad bossy. I like to follow an outline to stay on schedule and topic. I successfully kept us on schedule working together, even when some had to go remote for meetings. Periodically I would check in with group members to see if everyone was keeping up with their part of the project. I effectively kept a record of our ideas and thoughts to go back and revise or review. Before show day, I arranged times when we could rehearse and practice to evaluate ourselves beforehand. While we were successful and presented flawlessly, I could have strengthened my leadership skills by slowing down the pace. There were times when I wanted to keep to the schedule so much that we had limited discussion and went to work immediately. I could also have more time to see if everyone felt comfortable with the assigned part. We divided up tasks, but I could have checked to see if anyone would prefer a particular topic or task. In my enthusiasm and determination to make our presentation perfect, I might have steamrolled others’ ideas, suggestions, or questions. As a Chinese student, I have found that many of my peers automatically believe that I am intelligent. I also wear glasses, contributing to the “smart” look. My cultural identity causes others to believe in my capabilities, and at times, overestimate my abilities. My leadership style comes from my personality and cultural heritage. My character is self-confident, optimistic, and determined, but I am also very thoughtful. I take time to weigh various options in my head, carefully assessing the pros and cons of each. While I am not very patient, I am careful before making up my mind. I enjoy figuring out things for myself and always look for the proof behind the words. To be a great leader, you must seek to connect and interact with all group members and not just take handing out orders. Being a leader means keeping everyone on track and understanding if someone has a difficult situation. It includes dealing with conflict relaxed and collected, arranging meetings times with flexibility, and being appreciative of helpful criticisms. The world will always need leaders, and I strive to strengthen my leadership skills and continue through my life. I also learned that not everyone matches your enthusiasm or energy. You need to be willing and able to work with those people gently. It is our differences that will make us stronger. Together we can do more than any of us can do alone. As a leader, I will always seek to understand others better and work together to produce the best possible outcome.