It was just another day in my hometown of Tucson when my mom barged into my room without knocking and tossed a stack of papers onto my bed. The bold Hawaiian Airlines logo caught my eye just above the departure date. One month away? “American Samoa?” I blurted out in disbelief. I had just graduated from eighth grade, and moving back to American Samoa was not in my plans. At first, leaving felt overwhelming. But at the time, I had no idea that moving back to the islands would end up being one of the best things to happen to me. Being African-American and Samoan, I have always struggled with my identity. Filling out applications was the worst. I usually chose African-American instead of Pacific Islander because I did not feel like I earned the label of “Samoan.” Living in American Samoa forced me to confront that feeling. At our family events, fa’alavelaves, I quickly learned that family always comes first. Watching girls my age serving elders and presenting gifts while I struggled through chores was humbling, but also inspiring. Even though I was embarrassed, I chose to show up, and each time I did, I learned more about my role as a young Samoan girl, but even more about myself. Last summer, I pushed myself to try something new and signed up for a local shadowing program at the hospital. I visited different departments but none of them piqued my interest. On the last day I was assigned to radiology, and something clicked. The machines, the glowing lights, the quiet focus of the room, something clicked. I saw how powerful the technology was, but also how much it depended on the skill and care of the technologists. The medical field is definitely intimidating, but those fa’alavelaves taught me that showing up matters. That day, I knew radiology was the field where I could keep showing up, keep learning, and make a difference. In the fall of 2026 I plan on attending the University of Arizona and will be pursuing a bachelor's degree in medical technology and eventually focus on radiologic sciences. I hope to one day return to American Samoa to serve my community. By coming back to American Samoa, I intend on not only serving my community by working at out local hospital, but by teaching younger generations about the importance of pursuing higher education. Just as I had shadowed at the local hospital and learned more about why our island lacks in resources, I want to offer that same lens to our youth. After seeing American Samoa's limited healthcare, I want to work to improve access and make a difference for the island I grew to love.

I still remember the first Sunday I walked into our village church in American Samoa. I wore my best dress and tried to blend in, but I knew I stuck out like a sore thumb. The prayers were in Samoan, the hymns sounded weird, and everyone seemed to know exactly what to do. I had just moved from Arizona, where school had always been my comfort zone, and here I was in a world that felt completely new. Religion in American Samoa is more than tradition. It is life. So I decided to join our church autalavou, the youth group, and a‘oga aso sa, sunday school. To be completely honest, I barely understood what was happening. I mumbled through prayers, didn’t raise my hand to answer questions, and I felt invisible but I was happy I was not drawing any attention towards me. Every practice and Sunday school, youth leaders saw I was struggling and opened their circles to me. Instead of speaking only Samoan, everyone tried their best to integrate English into the Bible lessons. I saw the effort others were putting in to make me feel included, so I wanted to put in that same work. Then came White Sunday, a day when the youth lead the entire church service. Just this year, it’s been four years since I’ve been in the autalavou. Our Tina, the pastor’s wife, was handing out roles to all the youth members. I didn’t get mine when everyone else got theirs so I thought I was too old to participate. Until the next day, she handed me a slip of paper that read, “ta’ita’i.” The ta’ita’i is the person who leads the prayers, songs, and even the sermon. As soon as I read that, my stomach dropped. I couldn’t tell her that I was way too nervous to fulfill this role so I stuck it out, but she knew me better than anyone. Our Tina, again, decided to incorporate an English prayer and sermon. Over the two months of preparation, my nervousness began to fade, replaced with a quiet excitement. Standing there that morning, I remembered the shy freshman who had hidden in the back pew four years ago. . Looking back, moving here felt like stepping into a language and a rhythm I had never known. I fumbled prayers, sang the wrong words, and sometimes just froze, watching everyone else and wondering if I would ever fit in. Every late dance practice, cleaning the village, learning verses with our Tina, all of it added up in ways I didn’t notice until this past White Sunday. Standing in front of the congregation, I could feel every awkward mistake, but also every small victory I had collected over four years. My voice was not perfect and I did stutter, but it carried. Me standing up there was testimony of my strength, how I kept showing up and kept daring myself to take another step. That day I realized stepping up to the role of ta’ita’i was kind of like painting the stairs to our village. At first I was at the bottom with a blank wall and a bucket of paint and no idea what I was doing. Every stroke I made felt small and pointless, but bit by bit it started to come together. When I finally stood at the podium on White Sunday and looked out at everyone in the congregation I saw how all those little steps, all the mistakes, the stumbles, and the practice had added up. I could see the whole picture and I could see myself in it.

The first time I heard the word STEM, I didn’t realize that something as small as a stem could grow into something that would shape my life. My earliest school memories are from a small Christian academy in American Samoa, where we started each morning with the Lord’s prayer and I’d mumble along with everyone else. Kindergarten was simple and familiar. Each day we memorized verses, learned the alphabet, and rarely strayed from our daily routine. But right after lunch was math class. One by one, we had to stand and recite our times tables from one to twelve. Hearing the teacher call my name made my stomach drop. I struggled with math while others answered quickly, but eventually, the numbers were flashing through my mind, and I memorized every table. Everything changed right before third grade when I moved to Arizona to live with my grandparents while my mom was between jobs. I enrolled in a nearby science academy, and for the first time, I saw the word “STEM” everywhere. I didn’t understand why a school focused so much on what I thought was just part of a flower. My previous school hadn’t even taught science as a subject, so this environment felt completely new. On my first day, I walked into our computer lab filled with colorful charts and huge whiteboards. Learning was no longer just memorizing; it became experimenting and exploring. Within weeks, I was coding small programs and building a circuit with wires and batteries. I began to understand that STEM was not just random subjects, but a different way of thinking. By eighth grade, I made amazing friends, participated in various competitions and finally found myself. Again, life had other plans for me. Arizona became too much for my grandparents as they were getting older and struggled with the fast pace and high cost of living. At the same time, my mom needed help with my younger siblings back home. I knew my family was dealing with financial problems, but I never expected to move so suddenly. Especially when I had already planned to attend the same science academy for high school with the friends I had grown close to. I kept thinking, “Why was this happening to me?” It felt like the life I had worked so hard to get used to was being taken away. Life here was completely different. I didn’t know anyone, a new language to learn, resources weren’t the same as I had before, and everything was more traditional and religious. I wasn’t exploring and learning, I was just doing what I was told and following instructions. For a while, I felt like I was starting over from scratch. The hands-on learning approach and teachers who made learning fun were gone. Without those spaces, I felt silenced. Even at home, I also had to adjust to financial pressure, where everything was focused more on just getting by. That familiar comfort of STEM felt far gone and I should have just left it behind. But I refused to let that happen. The years at my science academy taught me to keep showing up and keep trying. I started taking every opportunity I could, even if it meant facing rejection. STEM became more than just subjects to me; it became the one constant I could rely on. When I moved back, adjusting took time, so I pushed myself to grow in any way I could. To get used to speaking Samoan, I took a Samoan language class to understand at least the basics. Then I joined my school’s math competition for three years straight, where I put my memorized times table knowledge to the test. Sophomore to senior year, I participated in our local science fairs, where I loved researching topics, presenting to judges, but most of all, designing my board. Each year, I was able to participate in the island-wide competitions. In my course work, I also challenged myself. Sophomore year I doubled my math courses and this year, I’m taking AP Biology and Marine Science. In my junior year, I took a computer science course that brought me back to the coding classes I loved in middle school. That same summer, I joined ASTCA’s (American Samoa Telecommunication Authority) first drone program in American Samoa. Flying drones over open fields and watching them respond to every command felt like holding a piece of the future. It reminded me that innovation can exist anywhere. Last summer, I joined a hospital shadowing program and rotated through different departments, but nothing really stood out until my last day in radiology. The machines, the glowing lights, the quiet focus of the room, something clicked. I saw how powerful the technology was, but also how much it depended on the skill and care of the technologists. At that moment, I knew radiology was where I could keep learning and make a real impact. When I first moved to American Samoa, I kept comparing it to the resources I had in Arizona. I focused on what we didn’t have rather than what was possible. By taking the time to learn and adapt to my environment, I saw the potential this island has. Through every transition, from the Christian academy of my early years to the science academy, then back to a strict high school environment surrounded by faith and tradition, I realized STEM had always been with me. It was the one thing I could rely on when everything else kept changing. Whether it was my times table, my coding classes, or my time shadowing at the hospital, STEM was always the thread tying everything together. STEM helped me bloom from a single stem into an entire garden. If I were to sum up what STEM has taught me, it’s that curiosity and creativity matter more than fitting into anyone's expectations.

It was a normal morning in Tucson, until my grandmother burst into my room without knocking and dumped a stack of papers on my bed. The bold Hawaiian Airlines logo caught my eye just above the departure date. One month away? “American Samoa?” I blurted out in disbelief. I had just graduated from eighth grade, and moving back to American Samoa was not in my plans. At first, leaving felt overwhelming. But I had to understand that Arizona had become too much for my grandparents as they were getting older and struggled with the fast pace and high cost of living. At the same time, my mom needed help with my younger siblings back home. I knew my family was dealing with financial problems, but I never expected to move so suddenly. I kept thinking, “Why is this happening to me?” It felt like the life I had worked so hard for was being taken away from me. I didn't know it then, but moving back to American Samoa would end up being one of the best things to happen to me. Although I am half Samoan and half Black, I had never really talked about my Polynesian roots. Moving back felt awkward and uncomfortable because I knew I had to come to terms with that part of myself. And that’s exactly what happened. Living in American Samoa pushed me to face it. At our family events, fa’alavelaves, I quickly learned that family always comes first. Watching girls my age serve elders and present gifts while I struggled through chores was humbling and inspiring. Even though it wasn’t easy, I kept showing up, and each time I did, I learned more about my role as a young Samoan girl and even more about myself. I didn’t want to stay stuck feeling out of place, so I started putting myself out there. At the high school I’m attending, I took a Samoan language class just to get more comfortable speaking and not feel so behind. I joined our school’s math competition and science fair for three years straight, and I actually started to enjoy the pressure of presenting and figuring things out. I’d normally meet with my counselor to see what extra classes I could take. I ended up doubling my math and science and took a course in computer science.' Last summer, I wanted to try something new and signed up for a local shadowing program at the hospital. I visited different departments, but none of them piqued my interest. On the last day, I was assigned to radiology, and something clicked. I remember the huge machines, glowing lights, and cold rooms. I saw how advanced technology could diagnose patients, but also how radiology is nothing without the care and patience of these technologists. The medical field is definitely intimidating, but those fa’alavelaves taught me that showing up matters. That day, I knew radiology was the field where I could keep showing up, keep learning, and make a difference. At the University of Arizona, I plan to pursue a degree in medical technology and eventually focus on radiologic sciences. I hope to one day return to American Samoa to serve my community. After experiencing the island’s limited healthcare, I want to work to improve access and make a difference for the island I grew to love.

The first time I heard the word STEM, I didn’t realize that something as small as a stem could grow into something that would shape my life. My earliest school memories are from a small Christian academy in American Samoa, where we started each morning with the Lord’s prayer and I’d mumble along with everyone else. Kindergarten was simple and familiar. Each day we memorized verses, learned the alphabet, and rarely strayed from our daily routine. But right after lunch was math class. One by one, we had to stand and recite our times tables from one to twelve. Hearing the teacher call my name made my stomach drop. I struggled with math while others answered quickly, but eventually, the numbers were flashing through my mind, and I memorized every table. Everything changed right before third grade when I moved to Arizona to live with my grandparents while my mom was between jobs. I enrolled in a nearby science academy, and for the first time, I saw the word “STEM” everywhere. I didn’t understand why a school focused so much on what I thought was just part of a flower. My previous school hadn’t even taught science as a subject, so this environment felt completely new. On my first day, I walked into our computer lab filled with colorful charts and huge whiteboards. Learning was no longer just memorizing; it became experimenting and exploring. Within weeks, I was coding small programs and building a circuit with wires and batteries. I began to understand that STEM was not just random subjects, but a different way of thinking. By eighth grade, I made amazing friends, participated in various competitions and finally found myself. Again, life had other plans for me. Arizona became too much for my grandparents as they were getting older and struggled with the fast pace and high cost of living. At the same time, my mom needed help with my younger siblings back home. I knew my family was dealing with financial problems, but I never expected to move so suddenly. Especially when I had already planned to attend the same science academy for high school with the friends I had grown close to. I kept thinking, “Why was this happening to me?” It felt like the life I had worked so hard to get used to was being taken away. Life here was completely different. I didn’t know anyone, a new language to learn, resources weren’t the same as I had before, and everything was more traditional and religious. I wasn’t exploring and learning, I was just doing what I was told and following instructions. For a while, I felt like I was starting over from scratch. The hands-on learning approach and teachers who made learning fun were gone. Without those spaces, I felt silenced. Even at home, I also had to adjust to financial pressure, where everything was focused more on just getting by. That familiar comfort of STEM felt far gone and I should have just left it behind. But I refused to let that happen. The years at my science academy taught me to keep showing up and keep trying. I started taking every opportunity I could, even if it meant facing rejection. STEM became more than just subjects to me; it became the one constant I could rely on. When I moved back, adjusting took time, so I pushed myself to grow in any way I could. To get used to speaking Samoan, I took a Samoan language class to understand at least the basics. Then I joined my school’s math competition for three years straight, where I put my memorized times table knowledge to the test. Sophomore to senior year, I participated in our local science fairs, where I loved researching topics, presenting to judges, but most of all, designing my board. Each year, I was able to participate in the island-wide competitions. In my course work, I also challenged myself. Sophomore year I doubled my math courses and this year, I’m taking AP Biology and Marine Science. In my junior year, I took a computer science course that brought me back to the coding classes I loved in middle school. That same summer, I joined ASTCA’s (American Samoa Telecommunication Authority) first drone program in American Samoa. Flying drones over open fields and watching them respond to every command felt like holding a piece of the future. It reminded me that innovation can exist anywhere. Last summer, I joined a hospital shadowing program and rotated through different departments, but nothing really stood out until my last day in radiology. The machines, the glowing lights, the quiet focus of the room, something clicked. I saw how powerful the technology was, but also how much it depended on the skill and care of the technologists. At that moment, I knew radiology was where I could keep learning and make a real impact. When I first moved to American Samoa, I kept comparing it to the resources I had in Arizona. I focused on what we didn’t have rather than what was possible. By taking the time to learn and adapt to my environment, I saw the potential this island has. Through every transition, from the Christian academy of my early years to the science academy, then back to a strict high school environment surrounded by faith and tradition, I realized STEM had always been with me. It was the one thing I could rely on when everything else kept changing. Whether it was my times table, my coding classes, or my time shadowing at the hospital, STEM was always the thread tying everything together. STEM helped me bloom from a single stem into an entire garden. If I were to sum up what STEM has taught me, it’s that curiosity and creativity matter more than fitting into anyone's expectations.

It was just another day in my hometown of Tucson when my mom barged into my room without knocking and tossed a stack of papers onto my bed. The bold Hawaiian Airlines logo caught my eye just above the departure date. One month away? “American Samoa?” I blurted out in disbelief. I had just graduated from eighth grade, and moving back to American Samoa was not in my plans. At first, leaving felt overwhelming. But at the time, I had no idea that moving back to the islands would end up being one of the best things to happen to me. Being African-American and Samoan, I have always struggled with my identity. Filling out applications was the worst. I usually chose African-American instead of Pacific Islander because I did not feel like I earned the label of “Samoan.” Living in American Samoa forced me to confront that feeling. At our family events, fa’alavelaves, I quickly learned that family always comes first. Watching girls my age serving elders and presenting gifts while I struggled through chores was humbling, but also inspiring. Even though I was embarrassed, I chose to show up, and each time I did, I learned more about my role as a young Samoan girl, but even more about myself. Last summer, I pushed myself to try something new and signed up for a local shadowing program at the hospital. I visited different departments but none of them piqued my interest. On the last day I was assigned to radiology, and something clicked. The machines, the glowing lights, the quiet focus of the room, something clicked. I saw how powerful the technology was, but also how much it depended on the skill and care of the technologists. The medical field is definitely intimidating, but those fa’alavelaves taught me that showing up matters. That day, I knew radiology was the field where I could keep showing up, keep learning, and make a difference. Later this fall, plan on attending the University of Arizona and will be pursuing a bachelor's degree in medical technology and eventually focus on radiologic sciences. I hope to one day return to American Samoa to serve my community. By coming back to American Samoa, I intend on not only serving my community by working at out local hospital, but by teaching younger generations about the importance of pursuing higher education. Just as I had shadowed at the local hospital and learned more about why our island lacks in resources, I want to offer that same lens to our youth. After seeing American Samoa's limited healthcare, I want to work to improve access and make a difference for the island I grew to love.

It was just another day in my hometown of Tucson when my mom barged into my room without knocking and tossed a stack of papers onto my bed. The bold Hawaiian Airlines logo caught my eye just above the departure date. One month away? “American Samoa?” I blurted out in disbelief. I had just graduated from eighth grade, and moving back to American Samoa was not in my plans. At first, leaving felt overwhelming. But at the time, I had no idea that moving back to the islands would end up being one of the best things to happen to me. Being African-American and Samoan, I have always struggled with my identity. Filling out applications was the worst. I usually chose African-American instead of Pacific Islander because I did not feel like I earned the label of “Samoan.” Living in American Samoa forced me to confront that feeling. At our family events, fa’alavelaves, I quickly learned that family always comes first. Watching girls my age serving elders and presenting gifts while I struggled through chores was humbling, but also inspiring. Even though I was embarrassed, I chose to show up, and each time I did, I learned more about my role as a young Samoan girl, but even more about myself. Last summer, I pushed myself to try something new and signed up for a local shadowing program at the hospital. I visited different departments but none of them piqued my interest. On the last day I was assigned to radiology, and something clicked. The machines, the glowing lights, the quiet focus of the room, something clicked. I saw how powerful the technology was, but also how much it depended on the skill and care of the technologists. The medical field is definitely intimidating, but those fa’alavelaves taught me that showing up matters. That day, I knew radiology was the field where I could keep showing up, keep learning, and make a difference. Later this fall, plan on attending the University of Arizona and will be pursuing a bachelor's degree in medical technology and eventually focus on radiologic sciences. I hope to one day return to American Samoa to serve my community. By coming back to American Samoa, I intend on not only serving my community by working at out local hospital, but by teaching younger generations about the importance of pursuing higher education. Just as I had shadowed at the local hospital and learned more about why our island lacks in resources, I want to offer that same lens to our youth. After seeing American Samoa's limited healthcare, I want to work to improve access and make a difference for the island I grew to love.

The first time I heard the word STEM, I didn’t realize that something as small as a stem could grow into something that would shape my life. My earliest school memories are from a small Christian academy in American Samoa, where we started each morning with the Lord’s prayer and I’d mumble along with everyone else. But after lunch was math, and that was the part that stuck with me. One by one, we had to stand and recite our times tables. I remember my stomach dropping every time my name got called because I struggled while everyone else answered so quickly. But I kept trying until eventually the numbers just stuck. That was probably the first time I realized I could push through something I wasn’t naturally good at. Right before third grade, everything changed. My mother was in between jobs and decided it was best I live with my grandparents in Arizona. I moved and enrolled in the science academy down the street, where I first found out about STEM. My old school barely taught science, so walking into classrooms with computers, lab equipment, and hands-on projects felt overwhelming. I couldn't just memorize anymore, I had to code, build, and experiment. By eighth grade, I had built friendships, joined competitions, and finally felt confident in myself. Again, life had other plans for me. Arizona became too much for my grandparents as they were getting older and struggled with the fast pace and high cost of living. Eventually I moved back to American Samoa. That transition was hard. I was leaving behind the school and people I had gotten used to, and stepping into something completely different. High school felt more strict, more traditional, and a lot more focused on faith. I didn’t know many people, I had to learn to speak Samoan, and the resources weren’t the same as Arizona. Life was so strict, it felt like my creativity was dying. But I refused to just let that be it. The years I spent at my science academy stuck with me, and I knew I didn’t want to lose that. I wanted to reignite the flame of STEM. I took a Samoan language class to adjust, joined math competitions for three years, and pushed myself to stay involved, however I could. I participated in science fairs every year and made it to the island-wide level, which became something I really looked forward to. I also challenged myself in my classes; this year I doubled my science and I'm taking AP Biology, Marine Science. During my junior year, I joined a drone program, and learning to fly and control these drones reminded me that innovation is everywhere. Last summer, I joined a hospital shadowing program where I rotated through different departments. It was interesting, but nothing really stood out to me until my last day, where I was assigned to radiology. Something just clicked. The machines, the glowing lights, and the way everything depended on both technology and the person operating it made me realize this is where I see myself. It showed me how STEM could turn into something real and impactful. Through every transition, from the Christian academy of my early years to the science academy, then back to a strict high school environment surrounded by faith and tradition, I realized STEM had always been with me. It was the one thing I could rely on when everything else kept changing. After seeing American Samoa's limited healthcare, I want to work to improve access and make a difference for the island I grew to love.

It was just another day in my hometown of Tucson when my mom barged into my room without knocking and tossed a stack of papers onto my bed. The bold Hawaiian Airlines logo caught my eye just above the departure date. One month away? “American Samoa?” I blurted out in disbelief. I had just graduated from eighth grade, and moving back to American Samoa was not in my plans. At first, leaving felt overwhelming. But at the time, I had no idea that moving back to the islands would end up being one of the best things to happen to me. Being African-American and Samoan, I have always struggled with my identity. Filling out applications was the worst. I usually chose African-American instead of Pacific Islander because I did not feel like I earned the label of “Samoan.” Living in American Samoa forced me to confront that feeling. At our family events, fa’alavelaves, I quickly learned that family always comes first. Watching girls my age serving elders and presenting gifts while I struggled through chores was humbling, but also inspiring. Even though I was embarrassed, I chose to show up, and each time I did, I learned more about my role as a young Samoan girl, but even more about myself. Last summer, I pushed myself to try something new and signed up for a local shadowing program at the hospital. I visited different departments but none of them piqued my interest. On the last day I was assigned to radiology, and something clicked. The machines, the glowing lights, the quiet focus of the room, something clicked. I saw how powerful the technology was, but also how much it depended on the skill and care of the technologists. The medical field is definitely intimidating, but those fa’alavelaves taught me that showing up matters. That day, I knew radiology was the field where I could keep showing up, keep learning, and make a difference. At the University of Arizona, I plan to pursue a degree in medical technology and eventually focus on radiologic sciences. I hope to one day return to American Samoa to serve my community. By coming back to American Samoa, I intend on not only serving my community by working at out local hospital, but by teaching younger generations about the importance of pursuing higher education. Just as I had shadowed at the local hospital and learned more about why our island lacks in resources, I want to offer that same lens to our youth. After seeing American Samoa's limited healthcare, I want to work to improve access and make a difference for the island I grew to love.

It was just another day in my hometown of Tucson when my mom barged into my room without knocking and tossed a stack of papers onto my bed. The bold Hawaiian Airlines logo caught my eye just above the departure date. One month away? “American Samoa?” I blurted out in disbelief. I had just graduated from eighth grade, and moving back to American Samoa was not in my plans. At first, leaving felt overwhelming. But at the time, I had no idea that moving back to the islands would end up being one of the best things to happen to me. Being African-American and Samoan, I have always struggled with my identity. Filling out applications was the worst. I usually chose African-American instead of Pacific Islander because I did not feel like I earned the label of “Samoan.” Living in American Samoa forced me to confront that feeling. At our family events, fa’alavelaves, I quickly learned that family always comes first. Watching girls my age serving elders and presenting gifts while I struggled through chores was humbling, but also inspiring. Even though I was embarrassed, I chose to show up, and each time I did, I learned more about my role as a young Samoan girl, but even more about myself. Last summer, I pushed myself to try something new and signed up for a local shadowing program at the hospital. I visited different departments but none of them piqued my interest. On the last day I was assigned to radiology, and something clicked. The machines, the glowing lights, the quiet focus of the room, something clicked. I saw how powerful the technology was, but also how much it depended on the skill and care of the technologists. The medical field is definitely intimidating, but those fa’alavelaves taught me that showing up matters. That day, I knew radiology was the field where I could keep showing up, keep learning, and make a difference. At the University of Arizona, I plan to pursue a degree in medical technology and eventually focus on radiologic sciences. I hope to one day return to American Samoa to serve my community. By coming back to American Samoa, I intend on not only serving my community by working at out local hospital, but by teaching younger generations about the importance of pursuing higher education. Just as I had shadowed at the local hospital and learned more about why our island lacks in resources, I want to offer that same lens to our youth. After see American Samoa's limited healthcare, I want to work to improve access and make a difference for the island I grew to love.

Who truly belongs in STEM? Growing up, I never knew this was even a question. When I moved from American Samoa to Arizona in the second grade, I enrolled in a Science Academy that introduced me the world of STEM. From that moment, I fell in love with science. Looking back on my elementary school years, I vaguely remember classrooms filled with students from different cultures, races, and backgrounds. At that age, I did not focus on those differences, I simply saw other students. We worked together on projects, finished assignments, and competed in various competitions. Elementary was great but, as I grew older, I realized the field of STEM was not really like the classrooms I was in. Stereotypes and assumptions still exist, shaping how people view who belongs in these careers. Too often, people are judged based on their background, the way they speak, or where they come from. If STEM continues to stay limited, it can discourage many students, no matter who they are, from pursuing opportunities they are capable of achieving. This is why diverse representation in STEM is so important. Diversity is essential in so many other aspects of life such as our economy, where we should not depend on just one source of income, or in agriculture, where relying on only one crop can be risky especially in different seasons. In the same way, STEM thrives from a range of perspectives because different ideas lead to better and more inclusive solutions for all. Representation also creates a ripple effect. When I see an African American scientist or an engineer in those roles, I see myself in them, which shows me that the field of STEM is for me too. Especially as a student from American Samoa, where our opportunities are limited and we may be at a disadvantage seeing diversity in STEM is important us as well, because it inspires more students from around the world pursue these careers and contribute their own ideas. Science, technology, engineering, and mathematics each have many sides and areas of study, the people working in these fields should reflect the same level of diversity STEM has itself. Not one single experiment or perspective can reveal all the answers science holds, just as no single type of person can truly drive the purpose and progress of STEM. Embracing diversity prevents narrow thinking and encourages the creativity needed in this broad field. I remember those classrooms so clearly, how we would get excited over a new experiment in chemistry or compete to finish a practice problem first. This is the kind of space STEM should be everywhere: open, creative, and full of people who think differently but work toward the same goal. When diversity becomes part of the equation, STEM becomes more than experiments and formulas. It becomes a place where everyone belongs and when more students see that, they will want to join in, try new things, and discover what they can offer.

When the elderly woman gripped my arm, her hand trembled with fear. She told me she was afraid of the results, the CT machine, and not knowing what awaited her after the scan. As I walked her down the hall, I realized this was more than just observing. I thought I would only be shadowing, but suddenly I felt more connected to the experience than I had expected. When we got to the end of the hall, I watched the radiologist reassure her before beginning the scan. In that moment, I saw how dedicated medical professionals are to their patients, all to help another person in need. As a student from American Samoa who is planning to pursue higher education, I’ve taken advantage of every opportunity. Last summer, I signed up for a shadowing program, where students observe hospital departments. Before the program, a Google form listed the departments, and I chose dentistry, anesthesiology, surgery, and radiology. Throughout the week, I watched dentists pull teeth and surgeons operate, but I wasn’t interested. I began to doubt whether the medical field was right for me. I had spent last summer here and through a local program, I was able to shadow medical professionals at our hospital. I randomly chose the areas to observe throughout the program, selecting dentistry, anesthesiology, surgery, and radiology. On the last day, I walked into my final department and fell in love. Our local radiologists and radiologic technologists put the most compassion and care into their profession. Seeing the familiar faces of neighbors and family members in the ward and the scans on the screens, I knew this was where I belonged. Through a small program on this little island, I found my love for radiology that I never knew existed, which is why I believe that ticket my mom threw onto my bed that day was fate. Through school clubs like HOSA, I’ve learned more about radiology and why medical imaging is so important in healthcare. I participated in my school’s science fair and built an x-ray model, testing the visibility of different fractures. These experiences showed me why I am passionate about pursuing a career in medical imaging. I hope to become like the specialists I shadowed last summer. The youth here in American Samoa have witnessed the lack of access to healthcare we have. I want to be the person to inspire the rest of highschoolers just like me, to pursue a career in the medical field. The healthcare sector has a multitude of different departments to specialize in, and this lack of variety in American Samoa, has caused our island's hospital to struggle. To achieve this, I plan on majoring in radiologic technology and becoming a certified technologist. Eventually, I want to return to American Samoa and serve my community by giving patients the care they need and inspiring the upcoming generations by proving that American Samoa can thrive.

It was just another day in my hometown of Arizona, when my mom barged into my room–without knocking, of course. She tossed a stack of papers onto my bed. The bold Hawaiian Airlines logo printed across the top caught my eye, just above the travel itinerary, seat assignment, and departure date. One month away? “American Samoa?” I blurted out in disbelief. I had just graduated from the eighth grade, and moving back to American Samoa was not in my plans. At first, leaving felt scary and overwhelming at the same time. However, living in American Samoa gave me the opportunity to live and learn in my culture and be part of a new community. Being African-American and Samoan, I truly struggled with my identity. Especially when filling out an application, I couldn’t decide what to put for my ethnicity when multiracial wasn’t an option. On the island, I’ve learned to carry the responsibility of both cultures. Even when I wasn’t fully comfortable, I’d attend each fa’alavelave (family event) where girls my age were serving food and presenting family gifts. I knew I’d be living here for a while and wanted to take every chance I could to learn more about my culture and where I’m from. I believe living here gave me the ability to be more open-minded. It’s true, I was shy and scared, but I now jump into unknown spaces and make the most of each opportunity. Life in American Samoa taught me to treat each day as an opportunity to learn. I had spent last summer here and through a local program, I was able to shadow medical professionals at our hospital. I randomly chose the areas to observe throughout the program, selecting dentistry, anesthesiology, surgery, and radiology. On the last day, I walked into my final department and fell in love. Our local radiologists and radiologic technologists put the most compassion and care into their profession. Seeing the familiar faces of neighbors and family members in the ward and the scans on the screens, I knew this was where I belonged. Through a small program on this little island, I found my love for radiology that I never knew existed, which is why I believe that ticket my mom threw onto my bed that day was fate. This has inspired me to pursue a career in the technical side of healthcare. Seeing how technology and compassion were perfectly combined, taught me the importance of caring for patients.

It was just another day in my hometown of Arizona, when my mom barged into my room–without knocking, of course. She tossed a stack of papers onto my bed. The bold Hawaiian Airlines logo printed across the top caught my eye, just above the travel itinerary, seat assignment, and departure date. One month away? “American Samoa?” I blurted out in disbelief. I had just graduated from the eighth grade, and moving back to American Samoa was not in my plans. At first, leaving felt scary and overwhelming at the same time. However, living in American Samoa gave me the opportunity to live and learn in my culture and be part of a new community. Being African-American and Samoan, I truly struggled with my identity. Especially when filling out an application, I couldn’t decide what to put for my ethnicity when multiracial wasn’t an option. On the island, I’ve learned to carry the responsibility of both cultures. Even when I wasn’t fully comfortable, I’d attend each fa’alavelave (family event) where girls my age were serving food and presenting family gifts. I knew I’d be living here for a while and wanted to take every chance I could to learn more about my culture and where I’m from. I believe living here gave me the ability to be more open-minded. It’s true, I was shy and scared, but I now jump into unknown spaces and make the most of each opportunity. Life in American Samoa taught me to treat each day as an opportunity to learn. I had spent last summer here and through a local program, I was able to shadow medical professionals at our hospital. I randomly chose the areas to observe throughout the program, selecting dentistry, anesthesiology, surgery, and radiology. On the last day, I walked into my final department and fell in love. Our local radiologists and radiologic technologists put the most compassion and care into their profession. Seeing the familiar faces of neighbors and family members in the ward and the scans on the screens, I knew this was where I belonged. Through a small program on this little island, I found my love for radiology that I never knew existed, which is why I believe that ticket my mom threw onto my bed that day was fate. This has inspired me to pursue a career in the technical side of healthcare. Seeing how technology and compassion were perfectly combined, taught me the importance of caring for patients.

When the elderly woman gripped my arm, her hand trembled with fear. She told me she was afraid of the results, the CT machine, and not knowing what awaited her after the scan. As I walked her down the hall, I realized this was more than just observing. I thought I would only be shadowing, but suddenly I felt more connected to the experience than I had expected. When we got to the end of the hall, I watched the radiologist reassure her before beginning the scan. In that moment, I saw how dedicated medical professionals are to their patients, all to help another person in need. As a student from American Samoa who is planning to pursue higher education, I’ve taken advantage of every opportunity. Last summer, I signed up for a shadowing program, where students observe hospital departments. Before the program, a Google form listed the departments, and I chose dentistry, anesthesiology, surgery, and radiology. Throughout the week, I watched dentists pull teeth and surgeons operate, but I wasn’t interested. I began to doubt whether the medical field was right for me. I had spent last summer here and through a local program, I was able to shadow medical professionals at our hospital. I randomly chose the areas to observe throughout the program, selecting dentistry, anesthesiology, surgery, and radiology. On the last day, I walked into my final department and fell in love. Our local radiologists and radiologic technologists put the most compassion and care into their profession. Seeing the familiar faces of neighbors and family members in the ward and the scans on the screens, I knew this was where I belonged. Through a small program on this little island, I found my love for radiology that I never knew existed, which is why I believe that ticket my mom threw onto my bed that day was fate. Through school clubs like HOSA, I’ve learned more about radiology and why medical imaging is so important in healthcare. I participated in my school’s science fair and built an x-ray model, testing the visibility of different fractures. These experiences showed me why I am passionate about pursuing a career in medical imaging. I hope to become like the specialists I shadowed last summer. To achieve this, I plan on majoring in radiologic technology and becoming a certified technologist. Eventually, I want to return to American Samoa and serve my community by giving patients the care they need.

When the elderly woman gripped my arm, her hand trembled with fear. She told me she was afraid of the results, the CT machine, and not knowing what awaited her after the scan. As I walked her down the hall, I realized this was more than just observing. I thought I would only be shadowing, but suddenly I felt more connected to the experience than I had expected. When we got to the end of the hall, I watched the radiologist reassure her before beginning the scan. In that moment, I saw how dedicated medical professionals are to their patients, all to help another person in need. As a student from American Samoa who is planning to pursue higher education, I’ve taken advantage of every opportunity. Last summer, I signed up for a shadowing program, where students observe hospital departments. Before the program, a Google form listed the departments, and I chose dentistry, anesthesiology, surgery, and radiology. Throughout the week, I watched dentists pull teeth and surgeons operate, but I wasn’t interested. I began to doubt whether the medical field was right for me. On the final day, I stepped into the radiology department and fell in love with the dark rooms and the blue glow of the machines. I watched radiologists and technologists operate machines and carefully examine patients. I knew this field was exactly where I belonged. After this experience, I began to focus more on my future as a medical imaging specialist. Through school clubs like HOSA, I’ve learned more about radiology and why medical imaging is so important in healthcare. I participated in my school’s science fair and built an x-ray model, testing the visibility of different fractures. I had spent last summer on the island and through a local program, I was able to shadow medical professionals at our hospital. I randomly chose the areas I was able to shadow, selecting dentistry, anesthesiology, surgery, and radiology. On the last day, I walked into my final department and fell in love. Our local radiologists and radiologic technologists put the most compassion and care into their profession. Seeing the familiar faces of neighbors and family members in the ward and the scans on the screens, I knew this was where I belonged. Through a small program on this little island, I found my love for radiology that I never knew existed, which is why I believe that ticket my mom threw onto my bed that day was fate. These experiences showed me why I am passionate about pursuing a career in medical imaging. I hope to become like the specialists I shadowed last summer. To achieve this, I plan on majoring in radiologic technology and becoming a certified technologist. Eventually, I want to return to American Samoa and serve my community by giving patients the care they need.

Every day I walk the same halls my grandmother did, and I’m chasing a dream she proved to be possible. As soon as my grandmother was named valedictorian for the class of 72’ at Samoana High, she set the standard of our whole family. Now that I attend there too, I strive to live up to everything she worked so hard for. But what truly makes my grandmother a leader is not what she achieved then, but what she continued to fight for. She is the youngest of eleven siblings and was the first to leave American Samoa and pursue higher education in the United States, earning her bachelor’s degree in business. Without the comfort of family or a familiar lifestyle, she chose growth over fear, and that choice is what defines her as a great leader. Eventually, my grandmother settled down, got married, had two kids, and started a career in business. But becoming a mother and professional never stopped her. In 2021, at the age of 68, my grandmother returned to college to earn her master’s degree in business management. Her courage to pursue higher education both as a young woman and again nearly five decades later taught me that learning has no age limit. Inspired by her, I have dedicated myself to pursuing my own goals with the same courage she has. Since moving to American Samoa as a freshman, I have committed myself to both academics and community. Over the years I have joined clubs, participated in competitions, and taken on responsibilities that challenge me. I now serve as a volunteer youth leader at my church, the executive secretary for student government, and the vice president of the Future Business Leaders of America, where I help organize events and give back to my community. I hope to become just as successful as my grandmother, who continues to inspire me every day. With my grandmother as my role model, and as a student from American Samoa, I see higher education as a privilege that is not easily accessible, so while I’m able, I plan to pursue a degree in medical technology and work toward becoming a radiologist. In American Samoa, we lack specialists in every field of medicine and one day, I want to return and serve the community that made me the person I am today. Most of all, I want to make my grandmother proud.

When the elderly woman gripped my arm, her hand trembled with fear. She told me she was afraid of the results, the CT machine, and not knowing what waited for her after the scan. As I walked her down the hall to the scanning room, I realized this was more than just shadowing. I thought I’d only be observing, but suddenly I felt more connected to a patient than I expected. When we got to the end of the hall, I watched our only radiologist gently reassure both the woman and her daughter before beginning the scan. Even with limited specialists and equipment, our radiology team works together to give patients the care they deserve. That moment showed me why radiology matters. Shadowing behind the scenes of local medical professionals last summer revealed a blend of compassion and technology I had never seen up close. The chilling air, the soft blue glow of the CT lights, the dark X-ray rooms, and familiar faces all pulled me in. American Samoa is a small, close-knit community, and here radiology is more than images on a screen; it is a way to serve our people. But shortages and the lack of resources limit what our department can do. Even the most skilled radiologists and technologists can only work so fast. That’s when I began thinking about tools that could help them do even more. I don’t believe AI will ever replace the connection I witnessed between that radiologist and the frightened mother. But I do believe AI can support the healthcare workers by reducing delays and helping to prevent missed diagnoses. My experience with that patient made me understand how essential human-centered healthcare is, and how important it is that AI be used responsibly. Technology should strengthen human care, not replace it. By attending college, I hope to gain the technical skills and understanding to strengthen radiology and the overall healthcare in American Samoa. My goal is to integrate AI to make imaging more efficient, support healthcare workers, and improve medical access. More than anything, I hope to become like the radiologist I shadowed—someone who truly cares for their patients and with the most advanced tools to keep them safe.

I'm Gen Z. Because I set eight alarms, 10 to 15 minutes apart from the last, the night before the first day of school. Each alarm has one of my favorite songs. Hoping that would truly make a difference. When these songs really just make my dreams 10 times better like I’m performing a mid-snooze concert. Really! 6:15 and 6:20 and blasting Tyler the Creator. Just another morning and I still roll out of bed at 7:53. I’m Gen Z. Some people use their notes app as their best friend but I’m another type of technical. Spilling my feelings onto google docs or google slides feels way better. I may be extra but typing my emotions onto a computer keyboard feels like I’m writing a book, just call me Shakespeare. My Google Drive is just a mess with slides full of new life plans and diet meals and docs full of college lists. I’m Gen Z and yes, I do talk to myself in the mirror, either crying or laughing or fake “vlogging”. My dirty, fingerprint stained mirror is my best friend. I'm Gen Z and music is my best friend, but I get overstimulated when it’s played too loud. Once I fall in love with a song, I spiral. I don’t stop listening to it until I hate it. This has happened multiple times. I also hate it when my favorite, under the wraps, unknown song goes viral. Like um yeah I discovered that first. Then, I never listen to the song again, but when I hear it now and then it brings me back, So yeah. I am the most Gen Z person alive. But the best part of being Gen Z is being open minded and just a little bit more gullible.

Success, to me, is about leaving a legacy; one that inspires others to believe in their own potential. I want to make a name for myself, not for personal recognition, but so that when people hear my name, they know I did something meaningful. I want my journey to instill hope in others, to show them that they, too, can rise above challenges and create a better future for themselves and their community. My ultimate goal is to pursue my education in the United States, gaining the knowledge and skills necessary to return home and help American Samoa with its struggles. Whether those struggles are financial, educational, or environmental, I want to be a part of the solution. Too often, people leave our islands and never come back, seeking opportunities elsewhere and leaving our home without the support it desperately needs. I want to break that cycle. I want to return with the tools to create change, to build systems that uplift my people, and to set an example for the next generation. American Samoa faces many challenges, from economic instability to environmental concerns. I have already seen firsthand how issues like financial hardship, lack of career opportunities, and environmental neglect affect our people. I don’t want to just talk about these problems; I want to be in a position to fix them. Whether it’s improving financial literacy, advocating for better healthcare, or addressing the litter crisis that pollutes our land and ocean, I want to use my education to drive real change. Many other community leaders have put forth many efforts to help our community but ultimately failed due to lack of funding. This scholarship would help me take that first, critical step toward success. Education is the key that will unlock my ability to help others, and financial support is essential in making that education a reality. College is expensive, and without scholarships, pursuing higher education in the States would be a heavy burden. Receiving this opportunity would not only lighten the financial strain but also fuel my fire and desire to make a difference. It would serve as a reminder that others believe in my potential, just as I hope to inspire others to believe in theirs. Success is not just about personal achievements—it’s about what you do with them. I don’t just want a degree, a title, or a stable career. I want to use my success as a tool for impact. I want my name to be one that people associate with change, with hope, and with progress. I want to mentor younger generations, create initiatives that benefit my community, and show that success doesn’t have to mean leaving home behind—it can mean bringing what we learn back to uplift those around us. This scholarship represents more than financial aid; it represents a step toward the future I envision. With this opportunity, I can gain the education and experience necessary to turn my dreams into action. And when I achieve success, it won’t just be my victory—it will be proof to others in my community that they can achieve it too.

There are comedy movies and action movies but the film,The Green Mile, has leaves a mark on the soul. This 1999 masterpiece, starring Tom Hanks as Paul Edgecomb and Michael Clarke Duncan as John Coffey, is a film that has had the greatest impact on my life. It is a movie that made me laugh, cry, and sit in complete shock. Watching The Green Mile was more than just a movie experience, it was a life lesson. It made me reflect on the depths of human nature, the cruelty of injustice, and the power of kindness and empathy. The Green Mile explores themes of justice, prejudice, and the extraordinary. The film follows Paul Edgecomb, a prison guard on death row, and his encounters with John Coffey, a burly but gentle man accused of a heinous crime he did not commit. Despite his intimidating size, John Coffey possesses a childlike innocence and an incredible supernatural ability to heal others by taking their pain upon himself. Through Paul’s interactions with John, the film challenges perceptions of good and evil, showing that appearances can be deceiving and that the justice system is far from perfect. It teaches the famous saying “Never judge a book by to cover” One of the most powerful themes in The Green Mile is injustice. John Coffey, a Black man in the south during the 1930s, is wrongly convicted of murder and sentenced to death. This resonated with me deeply because it made me reflect on how unfair life can be. It was heartbreaking to watch a kind and selfless man suffer simply because of society’s prejudices. It made me think about how many people in history, and even today, have been judged unfairly based on factors beyond their control. When I had watched this film, I was only 13. This realization matured me in ways I didn’t expect, making me more aware of human nature and how we really act. Another theme that struck me was kindness and sacrifice. John Coffey had the power to take away people’s pain, but in doing so, he suffered himself. He healed Paul’s bladder infection, cured a woman of cancer, and even revived a fellow inmates pet mouse. John was full of pure kindness despite being wrongly accused and placed on death row. His personality reminded me of the importance of selflessness and compassion. In my own life, I strive to be someone who helps others, whether it’s my younger brothers, my grandparents, or my peers. The Green Mile also changed the way I see people. Before watching it, I never fully understood the weight of injustice or the depth of human kindness in the face of cruelty. This film dove deep into the two opposite sides of human nature, good and evil. This movie made me more empathetic, more aware of the struggles people go through, and more determined to make a difference in my own way. Even though The Green Mile is nearly three hours long, every moment is worth it. It is a movie that lingers in your mind and heart long after the credits roll. It made me appreciate the value of life, the pain of injustice, and the beauty of kindness. It changed my perspective and, in many ways, helped shape the person I am today.

One of the most pressing issues in American Samoa is the overwhelming litter problem. Too often, after people eat, they toss their wrappers onto the ground, turning our beautiful island into a landfill. This issue is not just an eyesore—it’s an environmental crisis. The ocean surrounds our home, and much of our food comes from its waters, whether it's fish or crustaceans. The litter that covers our land inevitably makes its way to the sea, polluting the waters, harming marine life, and ultimately threatening our island's food supply. If we don’t take action, the consequences will be devastating for both our environment and our people. I am deeply passionate about addressing this issue and believe that through education and leadership, I can make a difference. In my church youth, we often have weekends where we not only clean the church but also clean up around our village. There's always a devastating amount of trash found thrown by teenagers and even adults. There have been efforts to stop this by putting up signs or scolding from elders, but it has not been efficient enough to stop littering. My involvement in organizations like HOSA and FBLA has shown me the power of teamwork, planning, and advocacy. These leadership experiences have equipped me with the skills to raise awareness, organize community initiatives, and push for policies that will help combat the litter crisis in American Samoa. One way I envision tackling this issue is through educational programs targeted at youth. Many people don’t realize the long-term damage that littering causes, so fostering awareness at an early age is crucial. I want to work with my school and other schools to implement environmental education into the curriculum, ensuring that children grow up with a sense of responsibility for their surroundings. By making proper waste disposal second nature, we can break the cycle of littering in future generations. In addition to education, I want to lead community clean-up projects that not only remove waste but also encourage a culture of accountability. If people see firsthand the damage that litter causes and take part in restoring the environment, they will be more likely to change their habits. Furthermore, I believe that social media and public campaigns can be powerful tools in spreading awareness and inspiring collective action. Beyond just American Samoa, I hope that my efforts can set an example for other island communities facing similar problems. By developing sustainable waste management solutions, such as better recycling programs and stricter enforcement of litter laws, we can create a model that other islands can follow. Our island may be small, but the impact of our actions can be global. Protecting the ocean from pollution is not just a local issue; it is a global responsibility, as marine ecosystems connect us all. My education will play a key role in making these solutions a reality. By studying environmental science, policy-making, or public health, I can gain the knowledge necessary to implement effective strategies for waste management and environmental protection. Scholarships like this one will help me pursue my education so that I can bring these skills back home and create lasting change. American Samoa is my beautiful island with a rich culture and deep connection to the ocean. It deserves to be preserved, not polluted with trash. With the right education, leadership, and community action, I know that we can restore our island and inspire others to do the same. I am committed to using my skills to make a cleaner, healthier future for American Samoa and beyond.

One of the most pressing issues in American Samoa is the overwhelming litter problem. Too often, after people eat, they toss their wrappers onto the ground, turning our beautiful island into a landfill. This issue is not just an eyesore—it’s an environmental crisis. The ocean surrounds our home, and much of our food comes from its waters, whether it's fish or crustaceans. The litter that covers our land inevitably makes its way to the sea, polluting the waters, harming marine life, and ultimately threatening our island's food supply. If we don’t take action, the consequences will be devastating for both our environment and our people. I am deeply passionate about addressing this issue and believe that through education and leadership, I can make a difference. In my church youth, we often have weekends where we not only clean the church but also clean up around our village. There's always a devastating amount of trash found thrown by teenagers and even adults. There have been efforts to stop this by putting up signs or scolding from elders, but it has not been efficient enough to stop littering. My involvement in organizations like HOSA and FBLA has shown me the power of teamwork, planning, and advocacy. These leadership experiences have equipped me with the skills to raise awareness, organize community initiatives, and push for policies that will help combat the litter crisis in American Samoa. One way I envision tackling this issue is through educational programs targeted at youth. Many people don’t realize the long-term damage that littering causes, so fostering awareness at an early age is crucial. I want to work with my school and other schools to implement environmental education into the curriculum, ensuring that children grow up with a sense of responsibility for their surroundings. By making proper waste disposal second nature, we can break the cycle of littering in future generations. In addition to education, I want to lead community clean-up projects that not only remove waste but also encourage a culture of accountability. If people see firsthand the damage that litter causes and take part in restoring the environment, they will be more likely to change their habits. Furthermore, I believe that social media and public campaigns can be powerful tools in spreading awareness and inspiring collective action. Beyond just American Samoa, I hope that my efforts can set an example for other island communities facing similar problems. By developing sustainable waste management solutions, such as better recycling programs and stricter enforcement of litter laws, we can create a model that other islands can follow. Our island may be small, but the impact of our actions can be global. Protecting the ocean from pollution is not just a local issue; it is a global responsibility, as marine ecosystems connect us all. My education will play a key role in making these solutions a reality. By studying environmental science, policy-making, or public health, I can gain the knowledge necessary to implement effective strategies for waste management and environmental protection. Scholarships like this one will help me pursue my education so that I can bring these skills back home and create lasting change. American Samoa is my beautiful island with a rich culture and deep connection to the ocean. It deserves to be preserved, not polluted with trash. With the right education, leadership, and community action, I know that we can restore our island and inspire others to do the same. I am committed to using my skills to make a cleaner, healthier future for American Samoa and beyond.

Growing up, I have always understood the importance of financial responsibility, even if I wasn’t directly taught it in school. Through my experiences and aspirations, I have come to see financial literacy as an essential tool not just for personal success but for the success of my community. I know that understanding finances will allow me to achieve my goals of returning to American Samoa and making a lasting impact on my people, particularly in the healthcare sector. My journey with financial education truly began when I took an interest in business math. Learning about deductions, net pay, and budgeting gave me a real-world perspective on how money moves in everyday life. I also gained experience in leadership roles for our FBLA club; being the state officer and treasurer for the club also furthered my knowledge. Picking up these roles in my school opened my eyes to the real financial struggles everyone faces. We had mini fairs and canteens, and our club sold food and items. These roles helped me recognize the importance of strategic planning, resource allocation, and financial management, skills that are critical for any profession, especially in healthcare and community service. My current work experiences have also shaped my understanding of finances. Last year, I worked a summer job in child care, which taught me the value of hard work and financial independence. Now, I am applying for a job at a cinema, another opportunity that will help me build responsibility and money management skills. These experiences have shown me firsthand how earnings, taxes, and savings play a crucial role in shaping one’s future. As I continue to grow academically and professionally, I want to use my financial knowledge to ensure that I can achieve my long-term goal of returning to American Samoa and strengthening its healthcare system. I recognize that financial literacy is not just about personal budgeting but also about understanding how money can be used to create opportunities for others. Whether it’s managing hospital budgets, securing funding for new medical equipment, or helping families navigate sneaky healthcare costs, financial expertise is critical in making meaningful changes. Beyond the hospital, I also want to support the overall economic development of American Samoa. Many in my community struggle with financial instability, limited access to quality healthcare, and a lack of resources for education and career growth. These first-hand experiences have been obstacles I've also had to overcome, but it wasn't all bad. Through these lessons, I've learned it takes guts and dedication to want to make a difference. Ultimately, financial education is not just about securing a stable future for myself, it is about empowering my community and creating lasting change. Money makes the world go round, and making the most of my financial knowledge would help me with my long-term goal. With the right knowledge and opportunities, I know I can return to American Samoa and contribute to improving healthcare, supporting families, and helping young people see a future where financial stability and success are within reach. This scholarship would help me take the next step in making that vision a reality.

Fentanyl. It was one pill, April was just a little under the weather. My aunt had passed away in 2021, I was her pele (baby in Samoan). The way she cared for me was as if she was my second mother. Whenever my aunt would visit, she would pick me up and we’d drive around for hours trying all of her favorite burger joints. One day the home phone rang, we were all sat in the living room and my mom shouted at me to grab the phone. I rolled my eyes and walked to the counter and answered with an annoyed “Hello? Who is it?” The person on the phone asked for my mom, so I sluggishly walked over and handed it to my mother. I sat back down with my back to her and continued on with my show. In less than 10 seconds, I heard the most heartbreaking scream come out of my mother’s mouth, my heart had never dropped so fast. Her funeral was held 2 weeks later. I have so many regrets. I couldn’t even walk up to the casket. My cousins and I were sat in the second row and I just stared at her face. Her makeup was not as good as how she used to do it. Her lipstick wasn’t as bright as the one she would wear. Her nails were painted and her hair brushed. The only thing I could focus on, was her eyes. I thought to myself “Why won’t they open?” It felt weird with her eyes closed. Her pretty brown eyes used to shine whenever we would tell jokes and laugh at my mom’s jokes, or when we watched Minions in the theaters for the first time. Her eyes were closed. I kept staring and staring, thinking they would open. I couldn’t even kiss her goodbye, it just didn’t feel right. After she had passed, I had vowed to never touch drugs and do everything she would have wanted me to. Whenever I was stuck on my Algebra homework I’d run to Aunty April. She was the smartest person I ever knew, she always put her education first. In honor of her, I want to achieve my goals and pursue higher education. Now and then I visit our spots, and think of the time we spent together. It inspires me to keep going and to make use of every opportunity that comes my way.

One of the most inspiring people in my life is my grandmother. Her journey with education is remarkable, and it has greatly influenced my own perspective on learning. My grandmother completed her high school education in 1972 and, after earning her associate’s degree and bachelors degree in 1979, she took a break from her studies to focus on raising her children. However, in 2024, at the age of 72, she completed her master’s degree in business management. The fact that she returned to school at such an advanced age to earn a degree is a testament to her dedication and love for learning. What inspires me most about my grandmother is not just her academic achievements, but her incredible resilience and ambition. As valedictorian of her high school class in 1972, she proved her intellectual potential, but life took her in a different direction as she started a family and worked various jobs. Yet, she never gave up on the idea of education. Even after years of being out of the classroom, she found a way to finish what she started. Her pursuit of a master’s degree at 72 teaches me that age should never be a barrier to learning. It doesn’t matter how many years have passed; there is always room to grow and expand your knowledge. Her story shows me that education is a lifelong pursuit. My grandmother’s achievements are proof that it’s never too late to chase your dreams. It also taught me the importance of persistence and hard work. She didn’t just finish her degrees; she balanced her responsibilities as a mother, worked hard to provide for her family, and still made time to continue her education. That kind of determination is something I try to carry with me in everything I do, especially when it comes to my own academic pursuits. In addition to my grandmother’s influence, my decision to join the debate club, Close Up, stems from a similar desire to expand my knowledge and voice my opinions. Debating allows students to explore a wide range of topics, especially those of today. The beauty of debating is that it encourages respectful dialogue, where people with different perspectives can come together to discuss important issues. It pushes me to think critically, and be quick on my feet. It also helps me form well-reasoned arguments, and listen to others in a way that leads to mutual understanding. In a world that is increasingly divided, I believe participating in speech and debate is essential. Teenagers, like myself, we have strong opinions about the world, and through debate, we can voice them while also understanding other perspective's. It’s not just about winning an argument, it’s about developing a better understanding of the world we live in. My grandmother’s example of perseverance and her belief in the value of education have inspired me to seek out opportunities like this. Ultimately, my grandmother’s story continues to fuel my passion for education. Her journey reminds me that knowledge is powerful at any age, and that education is a tool we can use to change our lives and the world around us. Her perseverance, combined with my own desire to seek out and to understand different perspectives, has shaped my path toward furthering my education. Just as my grandmother showed me that it’s never too late to learn, I hope to carry that same mindset in everything I do, including my participation in speech and debate. Through these experiences, I believe I will continue to grow and eventually inspire others the way my grandmother has inspired me.

Growing up in American Samoa, I have always been surrounded by a strong sense of community. In our villages, the church is not just a place of worship, it is the heart of Samoan society. Our culture teaches us that respecting and caring for our surroundings is a way of honoring both God and our ancestors. That is why one of my favorite local community events is the village and church cleanups we organize. These cleanups are more than just a way to maintain our environment, these cleanups also bring together the youth and the elders of the village. Every few weeks, members of our church and village come together to clean the church grounds, decorate for Sunday services, and pick up surrounding litter. We trim overgrown plants, sweep the floors, arrange fresh flowers, and make sure that everything is presentable for worship. Not only do we keep ur church in shape, we help maintain our village, where we all live, as well. We extend this work into the village itself, picking up trash along the roads, clearing debris from areas of land, and making sure that our environment reflects our pride. These acts of service remind us that we are all responsible for the well-being of our community, and they reinforce the values of fa’aaloalo (respect) and tautua (service) that are deeply rooted in Samoan culture. What makes these cleanups so meaningful to me is the way they bring people together. Everyone, from children to elders, participates. We talk, laugh, and bond, which doesn’t happen often. These community events strengthen relationships that hold our village together. The sense of accomplishment we feel at the end of the day is a reward in itself. We see our church shining, the village looking beautiful, and knowing that we have done something good for our home. These moments remind me of the importance of working together, and they make me proud to be part of a community that values service. However, one major issue continues to affect our villages, littering and pollution. Our village has one of the most used beaches on the island. Many people use it for events and birthday parties, nonetheless, where there is people, there’s trash. Despite our efforts, trash continues to build up along the roads and in our ocean. It is heartbreaking to see plastic bottles, wrappers, and chip bags scattered across our village. The ocean, which has provided for our people for generations, is being polluted by carelessness. This is why I believe community cleanups should become more frequent and widespread, not just in my village but across our entire island. If we all worked together, we could create a real and lasting change. Imagine if every village made an effort to clean up its surroundings, not just once in a while, but regularly. The impact would be immediate and powerful. The more we show pride in our environment, the more others will follow our example. I would love to see more schools and youth groups get more involved in these efforts, teaching younger generations the importance of keeping our island clean.

I moved to American Samoa, a small island in the Pacific, at the age of 14. It has been hard to adapt, but I have grown to love this community. Growing up here, I wanted to focus on a job where I could help other people and learn along the way. Although the medical field is tough, I believe I am able to push myself and reach my goals. Going to high school here made me realize, there aren’t many opportunities on island so I would like to specialize in a certain medical field and come back to help my home. Our hospital lacks in many areas and the facilities are not up to date. People here dread going to the hospital and avoid it at all costs, putting their health at risk. I would like to change that. With this scholarship i can achieve my goals and dreams. Freshman year I was struggling with what I wanted to do which made sense, I was just entering high school and unsure. With some debating and thinking, I decided to study sonography and become a radiologist. Radiology is a big factor in the medical field and helps in many areas. A radiology degree isn’t the only thing I am after. If I am able to study medical management, I would also be able to help our islands hospital on a wide scale. With a manager or director position I can influence widespread change through the islands health fields. If I am able to achieve this dream and come back to help my island, it would benefit my community. There have been many setbacks, I’ve got distracted at points, but I always keep my goals straight. This past year I took the SAT in past December I scored 1160 next year, I will retake it aim higher because I know I can do better. These past few months, I have been devoted to looking for scholarships and observing colleges to see where I want to go. Ivy League is always anybody’s aim, if not, there are my safety schools to consider. Money is, sadly, one of the keys to education, and one thing most students lack. This scholarship will be a stepping stone in my path and help me onto my goals. School is important to me and this scholarship will help me achieve my goal. The world revolves around money and college is expensive, with this scholarship it will help carry me throughout my college years.

Growing up in a single-parent household shaped me in ways I didn’t fully understand until later. Ever since I was three, it was just my mom and me. She worked tirelessly to provide for us, balancing long hours while still managing to be there for every school event, competition, and even the little things—helping with homework, listening to my stories, and cheering me on. I was lucky to have her unwavering love and support, but as I got older, I realized that something was missing. Being an only child had its advantages. I never had to compete for attention, and my mom could focus on giving me the best life possible. But deep down, I knew I lacked something, a father figure. I saw my friends with their dads, learning from them, sharing experiences I could only imagine. My mom did her best to fill that role, but there was always an empty space I couldn’t quite define. That changed when my mom remarried. Suddenly, I had someone to call my dad, someone who guided me, supported me, and helped me see the world from a different perspective. It wasn’t an instant adjustment, but over time, I realized how much I had gained. That missing piece in my life was no longer empty. This experience taught me that family isn’t just about who you start with, it’s really about the people who step in and show up for you. Through all of this, school became my constant. No matter what challenges I faced, I threw myself into my education. My mom’s sacrifices motivated me to push forward, to work hard, and to make her proud. One of my biggest accomplishments was being accepted into the National Honor Society. It wasn’t just a club, it was validation for every late night spent studying, every assignment I completed with dedication, and every challenge I overcame. From elementary school through to my sophomore year, I worked tirelessly, knowing that my future depended on my efforts. When I finally got in, it was proof that hard work pays off. That moment gave me a new understanding of myself. I realized that despite the obstacles I faced—growing up in a single-parent home, I had the strength to overcome. I saw how my mother’s resilience shaped me into who I am today, and how the support of my stepfather helped me achieve my goals and work for my dreams.

I moved to American Samoa, a small island in the Pacific, at the age of 14. It has been hard to adapt, but I have grown to love this community. Growing up here, I wanted to focus on a job where I could help other people and learn along the way. Although the medical field is tough, I believe I am able to push myself and reach my goals. Going to high school here made me realize, there aren’t many opportunities on island so I would like to specialize in a certain medical field and come back to help my home. Our hospital lacks in many areas and the facilities are not up to date. People here dread going to the hospital and avoid it at all costs, putting their health at risk. I would like to change that. With this scholarship i can achieve my goals and dreams. Freshman year I was struggling with what I wanted to do which made sense, I was just entering high school and unsure. With some debating and thinking, I decided to study sonography and become a radiologist. Radiology is a big factor in the medical field and helps in many areas. A radiology degree isn’t the only thing I am after. If I am able to study medical management, I would also be able to help our islands hospital on a wide scale. With a manager or director position I can influence widespread change through the islands health fields. If I am able to achieve this dream and come back to help my island, it would benefit my community. There have been many setbacks, I’ve got distracted at points, but I always keep my goals straight. This past year I took the SAT in past December I scored 1160 next year, I will retake it aim higher because I know I can do better. These past few months, I have been devoted to looking for scholarships and observing colleges to see where I want to go. Ivy League is always anybody’s aim, if not, there are my safety schools to consider. Money is, sadly, one of the keys to education, and one thing most students lack. This scholarship will be a stepping stone in my path and help me onto my goals. School is important to me and this scholarship will help me achieve my goal. The world revolves around money and college is expensive, with this scholarship it will help carry me throughout my college years.

I moved to American Samoa, a small island in the Pacific, at the age of 14. It has been hard to adapt, but I have grown to love this community. Growing up here, I wanted to focus on a job where I could help other people and learn along the way. Although the medical field is tough, I believe I am able to push myself and reach my goals. Going to high school here made me realize, there aren’t many opportunities on island so I would like to specialize in a certain medical field and come back to help my home. Our hospital lacks in many areas and the facilities are not up to date. People here dread going to the hospital and avoid it at all costs, putting their health at risk. I would like to change that. Freshman year I was struggling with what I wanted to do which made sense, I was just entering high school and unsure. With some debating and thinking, I decided to study sonography and become a radiologist. Radiology is a big factor in the medical field and helps in many areas. A radiology degree isn’t the only thing I am after. If I am able to study medical management, I would also be able to help our islands hospital on a wide scale. With a manager or director position I can influence widespread change through the islands health fields. If I am able to achieve this dream and come back to help my island, it would benefit my community. My grades reflect my resilience, with keeping a 3.9 GPA throughout high school, also joining HOSA and NHS, I’ve kept myself busy. I’ve joined science fair and got the highest score in the math competition, although I just see these as past times. There have been many setbacks, I’ve got distracted at points, but I always keep my goals straight. This past year I took the SAT in past December I scored 1160, my senior year, I will retake it aim higher. These past few months, I have been devoted to looking for scholarships and observing colleges to see where I want to go. Ivy League is always anybody’s aim, if not, there are my safety schools to consider. Money is, sadly, one of the keys to education, and one thing most students lack. This scholarship will be a stepping stone in my path and help me onto my goals. School is important to me and this scholarship will help me achieve my goal. The world revolves around money and college is expensive, with this scholarship it will help carry me throughout my college years

I moved to American Samoa, a small island in the Pacific, at the age of 14. It has been hard to adapt, but I have grown to love this community. Growing up here, I wanted to focus on a job where I could help other people and learn along the way. Although the medical field is tough, I believe I am able to push myself and reach my goals. Going to high school here made me realize, there aren’t many opportunities on island so I would like to specialize in a certain medical field and come back to help my home. Our hospital lacks in many areas and the facilities are not up to date. People here dread going to the hospital and avoid it at all costs, putting their health at risk. I would like to change that. Freshman year I was struggling with what I wanted to do which made sense, I was just entering high school and unsure. With some debating and thinking, I decided to study sonography and become a radiologist. Radiology is a big factor in the medical field and helps in many areas. A radiology degree isn’t the only thing I am after. If I am able to study medical management, I would also be able to help our islands hospital on a wide scale. With a manager or director position I can influence widespread change through the islands health fields. If I am able to achieve this dream and come back to help my island, it would benefit my community. My grades reflect my resilience, with keeping a 3.9 GPA throughout high school, also joining HOSA and NHS, I’ve kept myself busy. I’ve joined science fair and got the highest score in the math competition, although I just see these as past times. There have been many setbacks, I’ve got distracted at points, but I always keep my goals straight. This past year I took the SAT in past December I scored 1160, my senior year, I will retake it aim higher. These past few months, I have been devoted to looking for scholarships and observing colleges to see where I want to go. Ivy League is always anybody’s aim, if not, there are my safety schools to consider. Money is, sadly, one of the keys to education, and one thing most students lack. This scholarship will be a stepping stone in my path and help me onto my goals.

In 2021, at the age of 14, I found myself navigating the scary waters of change. When my family moved from Arizona to the culturally rich yet unfamiliar shores of American Samoa. The move was very sudden, leaving me with the discomfort of adapting to a new environment and a school where I knew very few others. I haven’t been back on the island for a while, all the people I vaguely remember were completely different. I knew the coming years were going to be tough but what could I do. Initially, every day felt like an uphill battle. Many obstacles stood, with language barriers as well as looking different. Although I once lived here, the comforting kindness of others from my childhood was gone. Not only was this my first year back after a while off-island but, it was my first year in highschool. A bunch of teenagers I barely knew in a new building with new teachers. I also had no one to sympathize with, to tell them how I felt because no one understood. Everybody already had their groups and I didn’t fit in. Not only did I struggle to fit in at school, it was even worse with my family that had been living here. They expected so much from me, yet I was new to this culture stuff. I didn’t know I was supposed to wait on hand and foot for the elders and serve people. I was constantly struggling without someone to help me. I have nobody around the same age as me to tell me. Only adults to scold me when I am wrong, which isn’t the best way to learn sometimes. However, as the days turned into weeks, I started to see the beauty in the diversity around me. In the states everybody is so cold and distant, everybody kept their distance and cared for themselves. Here the closer you are the better. Everyone around you is family no matter where you are from, American Samoa is known for open arms. I learned to appreciate the distinct Samoan culture, finding joy in the spirit and warm embraces that gradually and slowly welcomed me. Adapting to the new school environment proved to be a journey of self-discovery. In my freshman year, I took a Samoan Language class. At first, I had no interest in reciting the samoan alphabet for the 40th time. I then learned new words and was able to semi-understand Samoan conversation. When I got home, I would use the new words I was taught in sentences and show to my family how much I had learned. I embraced the chance to forge new friendships, realizing not everybody wants to be your friend but it doesn’t hurt to be kind. While it wasn't easy, each challenge became a stepping stone toward personal growth. Looking back, I now see how this transition, though initially scary, became a transformative chapter in my life. The struggle to adapt was testimony to my strength, resilience, and ability to navigate change. The once foreign faces at school are now cherished friends. Living on an island is a privilege in itself. Being so close to the ocean and the laid back vibe is very relaxing. While in the states, everything is moving so fast and it's hard to keep up. To those currently grappling with change, especially the young souls finding themselves in unfamiliar territories, I offer these words: Embrace the discomfort, for within it lies the opportunity for growth.

My father was undoubtedly present throughout my early years. We hopped around apartments and homes, never truly settling down. After we left the apartment and never returned, my mother never mentioned him again. One day, I became interested in him and began to Google him. The words "County Jail" appeared next to his name when it appeared on the internet. It implies that he had been incarcerated and has  prison experience. Though I haven't asked my mother about it since, I now know why we had moved away. Though I think he's guilty of a few misdemeanors and felonies, I could never bring myself to click on the link that had his name. It's awkward when people inquire about my father, and I never answer with his name thinking that they would look him up online and see his profile. I'm guessing that he just led a horrible lifestyle and hung out with bad people. He occasionally sent me a message, but my mother always advises me not to respond. She always says, I have "Better father figures in my life". The role that my biological father left has been filled by my uncles, stepfather, and grandfathers. I'm thankful that I have other father figures in my life and avoid focusing too much on the fact that he is not here. You might say that I'm spoiled, which I guess is true. So far, I’ve made sure to walk the straight line in life and not take after my father. I do my best in school and good results come of it. Though I am thankful of my intelligence, school hasn't been particularly difficult for me. However, I was unable to get this far on my own. My parents and grandparents have always supported me and have provided me with a lot of guidance. At the end of the day, I don't want to resemble either my mother or my father. It is common for children to want to make their parents proud, and parents want the best for their children. My goals are not only to make my parents proud but to also make myself proud. Life is very hard and put my best efforts forward in creating a life I want and also being able to be myself. I've learned that in choosing your career, you must choose a job you would do for free and make it your occupation.

If I were to choose one character from "The Office '', I'd choose Jim Halpert. He is very aware of his surroundings and just a likable character overall. In this series, he's very hardworking but also having fun at the same time. Jim is also always playing jokes on Dwight, which is hilarious. Funny thing is, Jim is always making jokes about Dwight. Regardless of the difficulties he causes for his friend Dwight, he consistently completes his work. In addition, he is a hard worker and was among the Dunder Mifflin employees with one of the highest sales volume. He offers the viewers comic relief and makes the show worth watching. It’s almost as if Jim is a breath of fresh air from Dwight's craziness and Michael's unrelenting unfunny jokes.When he began to fall for Pam, it was adorable. Those two were so cute together, despite Pam's long-time, deadbeat fiance at the time. Jim knew her so well and even knew her favorite yogurt flavor. He is a very well-rounded character and most of the time seems to be the only man with a working brain. Jim is just a very fun character and has amazing character development throughout the series.

"Dr. Stone" is a mesmerizing anime that has captured the hearts of millions worldwide. This captivating series is not only a thrilling ride, but it also delves into the complexities of human nature, exploring themes of friendship, sacrifice, and the power of human imagination. From its intriguing premise to its captivating characters, "Doctor Stone" is an anime that will leave you hooked from start to finish. STEM is the main focus of Dr. Stone. It is a story about how awesome the power of science and technology is. The series follows Senku, a genius high school student who awakens from a 3,700-year-old stone slumber, determined to revive humanity and restore the world to its former glory. Alongside his friends, including Yuzuriha, Taiju, and Chrome, Senku embarks on a perilous journey to rebuild society using ancient knowledge and modern technology. One of the most striking aspects of "Doctor Stone" is its blend of science fiction and fantasy elements. The show seamlessly integrates cutting-edge concepts like nanotechnology and biotechnology with ancient environments and new surroundings, creating a captivating world that is both familiar and unknown. The show's attention to detail is impressive, with each episode revealing new insights and information into the science behind the magic. Each character is meticulously crafted, with their own motivations, fears, and desires moving the plot forward. Senku's unwavering deadpan humor and determination are inspiring, while Yuzuriha's loyalty and Chrome's scientific knowledge make them equally compelling. The supporting characters add depth and variation to the story, making it easy to become invested in their struggles and triumphs. Ultimately, "Dr. Stone" is a must-watch anime, its unique blend of science fiction, fantasy, and adventure elements makes it a standout series that will leave you eager for more. With its intriguing plot and many diverse well-written characters, "Dr. Stone" is an anime that will stay with you long after the credits roll.

In 2021, at the age of 14, I found myself navigating the scary waters of change. When my family moved from Arizona to the culturally rich yet unfamiliar shores of American Samoa. The move was very sudden, leaving me with the discomfort of adapting to a new environment and a school where I knew very few others. This sudden migration was mentally challenging and overall scary. Of course, this took a toll on how I felt everyday. I became distant and uncomfortable around people, which was the exact opposite of how I normally felt. My online presence started to fade as I saw old friends posting exciting photos of themselves going to new places and shopping at malls. Where I live was the exact opposite, nothing new, nothing changing. The island of American Samoa is tiny and has few resources. Although there were many tight-knit communities in this culture, I didn't always agree with them. There are plenty of strict customs in place and very distasteful types of people. I'm still trying to adjust because it's really difficult right now, but sometimes I believe I just don't belong here. My family coming here seemed like some kind of punishment, and I felt like the odds were up against me and I had lost. I began to grow jealous of everyone in the states and I wanted to get out of here. School was strenuous and the days felt long, it was also hard to relate to others. Everyone graduated middle school here and moved onto high school with their friends. My goals have altered completely. Living here made me become more family oriented. I want to do well in school and try my best at life. Before I'd just play around in school and not do my work diligently. This move made me realize my family is always there for me. I want to do my best to give back to them and help them as much as they helped me. This experience will definitely stay with me for the rest of my life. I'll always bring it up in conversations and try to get people to visit American Samoa. I understand the world differently now, living here helped me realize how people around the world live. Here people are more understanding and humble, the traditions and customs are to serve the elders. The time I am spending here, I will take in the most knowledge I can and apply it to myself from now on. Despite how much easier it seems, adjusting to a new school setting turned out to be a journey of self-discovery. The advantages of living on a small island are evident. It's difficult to keep up with everything in the United States since it moves so quickly. I say this to all the people who are struggling with change right now, especially the young people who are traveling to new places: welcome the discomfort because it is a chance to grow.

In 2021, at the age of 14, I found myself navigating the scary waters of change. When my family moved from Arizona to the culturally rich yet unfamiliar shores of American Samoa. The move was very sudden, leaving me with the discomfort of adapting to a new environment and a school where I knew very few others. This sudden migration was mentally challenging and overall scary. Of course, this took a toll on how I felt everyday. I became distant and uncomfortable around people, which was the exact opposite of how I normally felt. My online presence started to fade as I saw old friends posting exciting photos of themselves going to new places and shopping at malls. Where I live was the exact opposite, nothing new, nothing changing. The island of American Samoa is tiny and has few resources. Although there were many tight-knit communities in this culture, I didn't always agree with them. There are plenty of strict customs in place and very distasteful types of people. I'm still trying to adjust because it's really difficult right now, but sometimes I believe I just don't belong here. My family coming here seemed like some kind of punishment, and I felt like the odds were up against me and I had lost. I began to grow jealous of everyone in the states and I wanted to get out of here. School was strenuous and the days felt long, it was also hard to relate to others. Everyone graduated middle school here and moved onto high school with their friends. I am going to be a Junior next year, and I am still trying to cope. I made plenty of new friends and I am doing very well in school. The struggle to adapt was testimony to my strength, resilience, and ability to navigate change. I discovered that you must be open to new experiences and individuals. Being able to step outside of your comfort zone as well. Despite how much easier it seems, adjusting to a new school setting turned out to be a journey of self-discovery. The advantages of living on a small island are evident. It's difficult to keep up with everything in the United States since it moves so quickly. I say this to all the people who are struggling with change right now, especially the young people who are traveling to new places: welcome the discomfort because it is a chance to grow.

In 2021, at the age of 14, I found myself navigating the scary waters of change. When my family moved from Arizona to the culturally rich yet unfamiliar shores of American Samoa. The move was very sudden, leaving me with the discomfort of adapting to a new environment and a school where I knew very few others. I haven’t been back on the island for a while, all the people I vaguely remember were completely different. I knew the coming years were going to be tough but what could I do. Initially, every day felt like an uphill battle. Many obstacles stood, with language barriers as well as looking different. Although I once lived here, the comforting kindness of others from my childhood was gone. Not only was this my first year back after a while off-island but, it was my first year in highschool. A bunch of teenagers I barely knew in a new building with new teachers. I also had no one to sympathize with, to tell them how I felt because no one understood. Everybody already had their groups and I didn’t fit in. Not only did I struggle to fit in at school, it was even worse with my family that had been living here. They expected so much from me, yet I was new to this culture stuff. I didn’t know I was supposed to wait on hand and foot for the elders and serve people. I was constantly struggling without someone to help me. I have nobody around the same age as me to tell me. Only adults to scold me when I am wrong, which isn’t the best way to learn sometimes. However, as the days turned into weeks, I started to see the beauty in the diversity around me. In the states everybody is so cold and distant, everybody kept their distance and cared for themselves. Here the closer you are the better. Everyone around you is family no matter where you are from, American Samoa is known for open arms. I learned to appreciate the distinct Samoan culture, finding joy in the spirit and warm embraces that gradually and slowly welcomed me. Adapting to the new school environment proved to be a journey of self-discovery. In my freshman year, I took a Samoan Language class. At first, I had no interest in reciting the samoan alphabet for the 40th time. I then learned new words and was able to semi-understand Samoan conversation. When I got home, I would use the new words I was taught in sentences and show to my family how much I had learned. I embraced the chance to forge new friendships, realizing not everybody wants to be your friend but it doesn’t hurt to be kind. While it wasn't easy, each challenge became a stepping stone toward personal growth. Looking back, I now see how this transition, though initially scary, became a transformative chapter in my life. The struggle to adapt was testimony to my strength, resilience, and ability to navigate change. The once foreign faces at school are now cherished friends. Living on an island is a privilege in itself. Being so close to the ocean and the laid back vibe is very relaxing. While in the states, everything is moving so fast and it's hard to keep up. To those currently grappling with change, especially the young souls finding themselves in unfamiliar territories, I offer these words: Embrace the discomfort, for within it lies the opportunity for growth.