As a child, my family liked to say, “Dr. Igbikiowubo, our future MD.” I was grateful that they believed in me, but I did not yet understand the pressure that came with that title. I grew up in rooms filled with conversations about patients, sleepless nights, sacrifice, and care. Long before I considered what I wanted, a future in medicine had been imagined for me. On my sixteenth birthday, my Aunty gave me a suture kit and said, “This is for our MD.” I remember taking it to my room, sitting on my bed, and staring at it in silence. For the first time, I separated who I was from who others expected me to become. I realized that wanting to help people was not the same as wanting a title. That realization frightened me, but it also gave me permission to search for purpose. I began seeking internships, earning my phlebotomy and patient care technician certifications, shadowing in hospitals, and speaking with nurses about their experiences. Over time, I came to understand that nurses live in the space between moments. They are present when fear is loud and answers are unclear. Nursing is rooted in listening, advocating, observing, and staying close. I realized it was not authority that drew me to healthcare, but proximity; not distance, but devotion. If you asked why I want to be a nurse, I might say that I am fascinated by the human body and want to guide people through life, illness, and recovery. But on a deeper level, I want to stand between someone’s fear of today and their hope for tomorrow. I believe compassion is more than a feeling; it is a discipline. I want to care for people who feel unseen or unheard and offer support that honors their humanity. I witnessed this kind of care while shadowing at Memorial Hermann Hospital. In the emergency department, I watched a nurse care for an elderly patient who had been waiting for hours and had become anxious. Instead of dismissing her concerns, the nurse pulled over a chair, explained what was happening, and listened to fears that went beyond the medical chart. She could not immediately change the situation, but her presence gave the patient back a sense of control. That moment showed me how powerful intentional care can be. My academic journey has not been easy. Chemistry and microbiology challenged my confidence, and chemistry humbled me. When I did not earn the grade I needed, I returned to the beginning. I changed my study habits, watched lectures, asked for help, and reminded myself that one setback did not have the authority to decide my future. Retaking the course and earning an A transformed doubt into conviction. I stayed because nursing is not a path I inherited; it is one I have fought to claim. Looking ahead, I hope to work in emergency nursing, where urgency meets empathy, while remaining open to other specialties such as pediatrics and labor and delivery. My long-term goal is to earn my DNP and become a nursing professor. My anatomy professor, Dr. Nazanin Hebel, challenged me while reminding me of my potential when I doubted myself. I hope to offer future students that same balance of rigor, patience, and belief. I once thought purpose was something others could assign to me. Now I understand that it is something I must choose deliberately. Nursing is a commitment I have questioned, grown into, and accepted intentionally. I am prepared for its weight, urgency, and sacrifice because I have learned what it means to begin again, remain committed, and stay.

As a child, my family liked to say, “Dr. Igbikiowubo, our future MD.” At the time, I was happy they believed in me, but I never grasped the expectations that title carried. I grew up surrounded by conversations about patients, sleepless nights, sacrifice, and care. My path toward becoming a physician seemed predetermined long before I had the chance to consider it for myself. On my sixteenth birthday, my aunt gave me a suture kit and said, “This is for our MD.” I remember sitting on my bed, staring at it, and listening inward. For the first time, I separated who I was from who others expected me to be. In that quiet moment, I realized that the desire to provide healing is not the same as wanting a title. That realization motivated me to seek internships, earn my phlebotomy and patient care certifications, and speak with nurses about their experiences. Over time, I came to understand that nurses live in the space between moments.They are present when fear is loud, and answers are unclear. Nursing is rooted in listening, advocating, and observing. I realized it wasn’t authority that drew me to healthcare, but proximity, not distance, but devotion. In nursing, I saw a reflection of how I naturally show up for others. If you asked me why I want to be a nurse, I would tell you that I am fascinated by the human body and want to guide people through their relationships with life, sickness, and death. On a deeper level, however, I believe that being the mediator between someone’s fear of today and hope for tomorrow is one of the greatest responsibilities a person can hold. Healing may not always be possible, but compassion is always a choice. I want to offer care that honors the dignity of every human being. I witnessed that kind of presence while shadowing at Memorial Hermann Hospital. One day in the emergency department, I watched a nurse care for an elderly patient who had been waiting for hours and appeared anxious. Instead of rushing past, she pulled up a chair, explained each step of the process, and listened to concerns that extended far beyond the medical chart. In that moment, I realized how small acts of attentiveness can restore a sense of control during vulnerable times. It showed me that nursing is as much about humanity as it is about medicine. My academic journey has also strengthened my commitment to this profession. Chemistry and Microbiology challenged me in ways I had never experienced before. When I did not earn the grade I needed in Chemistry, I started over. I rebuilt my study habits, sought additional resources, and reminded myself that setbacks are growth opportunities. Passing the course transformed doubt into conviction. Looking ahead, my goal is to earn my DNP, work in emergency medicine, and eventually become a nursing professor. My Anatomy professor, Dr. Nazanin Hebel, inspired me through her combination of rigor, compassion, and belief in her students. She challenged me academically while reminding me of my potential, and I hope to one day do the same for future nurses. I once believed my purpose was something others saw in me. Now I understand it is something I must choose for myself. Nursing is not an inheritance; it's a commitment I have wrestled with, grown into, and chosen intentionally. I am prepared for its weight, urgency, and sacrifice because I have learned what it means to begin again and stay. And I will continue to stay. I found this scholarship through bold.org!

As a child, my family liked to say, “Dr. Igbikiowubo, our future MD.” At the time, I was happy my family believed in me, but I never grasped the pressure or expectations that title came with. I grew up where rooms were filled with discussions of patients, sleepless nights, making sacrifices, and providing care. My path towards being a physician was predetermined long before I considered it. To most of the people in my life, there was never a doubt about my future. On my 16th birthday, my Aunty gave me a suture kit, saying, “This is for our MD”. I remember taking it to my room, sitting on my bed, staring at it, and spacing out, simply listening inward. For the first time, I separated who I was from who others expected me to be. In that quiet moment, I realized that the desire to provide healing is not the same as wanting a title. The realization scared me, but it clarified what I’d never allowed myself to question. It motivated me to seek out internships, earn my phlebotomy and patient care certifications, and speak to nurses about their experiences. Over time, I came to understand that nurses live in the space between moments. They’re present when fear is loud, and answers are unclear. Nursing is rooted in listening, advocating, and observing. I realized it wasn’t authority that drew me to healthcare, but proximity, not distance, but devotion. In nursing, I saw a reflection of how I naturally show up for others. If you asked me why I want to be a nurse, I'd probably tell you that I'm intrigued by the human body and I want to guide people through their relationship with life, sickness, and death. But if you asked me on a deeper level, I'd say that being the mediator between someone's fear of today and hope for tomorrow is the greatest responsibility one can hold. While healing is a choice, compassion is a discipline. I want to be a nurse to aid the unseen and unheard, and to offer care that honors every human. I witnessed that presence firsthand while shadowing at Memorial Hermann Hospital. Watching nurses move through their departments, with steady hands, calm voices, and unwavering presence, I saw everything I’d ever imagined for myself. I saw critical thinking, urgency, teamwork, and humanity under pressure. One day, specifically in the ER, I watched a nurse take care of an elderly patient who’d been waiting for several hours and seemed anxious. Instead of dismissing the patient, she brought a chair and softly spoke, explaining each step, while listening to the patient's concerns that were beyond what the medical chart showed. I realized the power of intentional presence, how small acts of attentiveness can restore a sense of control during vulnerable times. That day gave me clarity, but clarity alone didn’t guarantee smooth progress. My academic journey was nothing short of challenging. Chemistry and Microbiology were the first times when my efforts felt in vain. Chemistry, specifically, humbled me. When I didn’t earn the grade I needed, I went back to the beginning. I regrouped. I watched more lectures, built new study habits, and reminded myself that this was not rejection, but redirection. Finally passing the class transformed doubt into conviction. I stayed because nursing isn’t a path I inherited; it’s one I’ve fought to claim. Having this scholarship would relieve a tremendous financial burden as I continue on toward higher levels of education in my pursuit of being a nurse, both through the nursing program and ultimately at my DNP. Working through higher levels of education while planning for an eventual career in healthcare requires a lot of emotional and financial sacrifice. This would allow me to focus more time and energy on my educational advancement, clinical experience, and service opportunities rather than the financial stress involved with educational expenses. In addition, it would be a reminder that people believe in the nurse I am working toward becoming. My goals and values support the legacy Ms. Briller left behind. I would love to continue that dedication, compassion, perseverance, and service for others. When I can, I want to promote those values in every patient I've ever had, every classroom that I've ever attended, and every state I will ever have to promote advocacy, comfort, and reassurance. Looking forward, my goal is to earn my DNP and work in the emergency department, where urgency meets empathy. Beyond clinical practice, I aspire to become a nursing professor. My Anatomy professor, Dr. Nazanin Hebel, left an impact on me that I’ve never forgotten. She challenged me but reminded me of my own potential when I doubted myself. She taught with both rigor and grace, and I hope to one day embody the same presence for future healthcare professionals. My strengths lie in my perseverance, empathy, and ability to remain grounded under pressure. I’m observant and deeply committed to growth. I’m also learning to soften my self-criticism, to understand that excellence is built through persistence and compassion for oneself. I once believed my purpose was something others saw in me. Now I understand it's something I alone can decide. It’s not an inheritance but rather a commitment I have wrestled with, grown into, and chosen intentionally. I’m prepared for the weight of it, the urgency, and the sacrifice because I’ve learned what it means to begin again and stay. And I will continue to stay.

If you asked me why I want to be a nurse, I'd probably tell you that I'm intrigued by the human body and I want to guide people through their relationship with life, death, and sickness. But if you asked me on a deeper level, I'd say that being the mediator between someone's fear of today and hope for tomorrow is the greatest responsibility one can have. The ambition to find hope and heal someone is a choice everyone is given, but only some can achieve. Simply put, I want to be a Nurse to aid the unseen and unheard. To give the care every human deserves. Throughout my life, two things have been evident for as long as I can remember: my race and my weight. Their impact showed in every aspect of my life, from my relationships with my peers to my relationship with myself and, inevitably, my relationship with hospitals and my health. Hospital visits were a nightmare because I knew as soon as I walked through those doors, I would stand in contrast to the clear white walls. I never felt welcome at hospitals and endured every visit with the gnawing feeling that physicians there were judging me for things I couldn't control. I witnessed stark disparities and ignorance in healthcare, particularly within the Black community. I learned Black women in the U.S. are three to four times more likely to die from pregnancy-related causes. I read studies showing that Black patients are less likely to receive pain medication compared to white patients and are 7.9 times more likely to be admitted to a low-quality hospital. These findings fueled my desire to enter the medical field and create a conducive environment for everyone. To me, becoming a nurse is giving a voice to my younger self. It’s bridging these gaps and providing the care and attention often lacking. During high school, I took a class called Health Science Practicum with Clinical Theory, where I honed my phlebotomy and bedside manner skills and earned my Phlebotomy Technician and Patient Care Technician licensures, allowing me to work directly with patients. Seeing patients in real-time changed my life; witnessing their struggles, hearing their stories, and sometimes being there for their last words to nurses shaped my understanding of what it means to be a Nurse. These moments made me a better human being; they taught me empathy, compassion, and the importance of providing emotional support and advocating for a patient. Two years later, I'm now a sophomore at Texas State University with a major in Honors pre-nursing, beginning nursing school next fall, and my drive comes from knowing I can create a reality where hospital visits are far from a nightmare, leading people to better care for their health because they know they have access to adequate medical care and a staff member who will advocate in their best interest. My ultimate goal is to become an ER DNP, where I can make a significant difference in the fast-paced, critical environment of the emergency room. I want to bring my background and experiences to the ER to provide compassionate, comprehensive care to those in urgent need. I hope to eventually move into a leadership role where I can advocate for better healthcare policies and practices, particularly for underrepresented communities. By addressing systemic issues and promoting equitable care, I hope to ensure that no one has to endure feelings of neglect and judgment and that everyone receives the high-quality care they deserve.

If you asked me why I want to be a nurse, I'd probably tell you that I'm intrigued by the human body and I want to guide people through their relationship with life, death, and sickness. But if you asked me on a deeper level, I'd say that being the mediator between someone's fear of today and hope for tomorrow is the greatest responsibility one can have. The ambition to find hope and heal someone is a choice everyone is given, but only some can achieve. Simply put, I want to be a Nurse to aid the unseen and unheard. To give the care every human deserves. Throughout my life, two things have been evident for as long as I can remember: my race and my weight. Their impact showed in every aspect of my life, from my relationships with my peers to my relationship with myself and, inevitably, my relationship with hospitals and my health. Hospital visits were a nightmare because I knew as soon as I walked through those doors, I would stand in contrast to the clear white walls. I never felt welcome at hospitals and endured every visit with the gnawing feeling that physicians there were judging me for things I couldn't control. I witnessed stark disparities and ignorance in healthcare, particularly within the Black community. I learned Black women in the U.S. are three to four times more likely to die from pregnancy-related causes. I read studies showing that Black patients are less likely to receive pain medication compared to white patients and are 7.9 times more likely to be admitted to a low-quality hospital. These findings fueled my desire to enter the medical field and create a conducive environment for everyone. To me, becoming a nurse is giving a voice to my younger self. It’s bridging these gaps and providing the care and attention often lacking. During high school, I took a class called Health Science Practicum with Clinical Theory, where I honed my phlebotomy and bedside manner skills and earned my Phlebotomy Technician and Patient Care Technician licensures, allowing me to work directly with patients. Seeing patients in real-time changed my life; witnessing their struggles, hearing their stories, and sometimes being there for their last words to nurses shaped my understanding of what it means to be a Nurse. These moments made me a better human being; they taught me empathy, compassion, and the importance of providing emotional support and advocating for a patient. Two years later, I'm now a sophomore at Texas State University with a major in Honors pre-nursing, beginning nursing school next fall, and my drive comes from knowing I can create a reality where hospital visits are far from a nightmare, leading people to better care for their health because they know they have access to adequate medical care and a staff member who will advocate in their best interest. My ultimate goal is to become an ER DNP, where I can make a significant difference in the fast-paced, critical environment of the emergency room. I want to bring my background and experiences to the ER to provide compassionate, comprehensive care to those in urgent need. I hope to eventually move into a leadership role where I can advocate for better healthcare policies and practices, particularly for underrepresented communities. By addressing systemic issues and promoting equitable care, I hope to ensure that no one has to endure feelings of neglect and judgment and that everyone receives the high-quality care they deserve.

If you asked me why I want to be a nurse, I'd probably tell you that I'm intrigued by the human body and I want to guide people through their relationship with life, death, and sickness. But if you asked me on a deeper level, I'd say that being the mediator between someone's fear of today and hope for tomorrow is the greatest responsibility one can have. The ambition to find hope and heal someone is a choice everyone is given, but only some can achieve. Simply put, I want to be a Nurse to aid the unseen and unheard. To give the care every human deserves. Throughout my life, two things have been evident for as long as I can remember: my race and my weight. Their impact showed in every aspect of my life, from my relationships with my peers to my relationship with myself and, inevitably, my relationship with hospitals and my health. Hospital visits were a nightmare because I knew as soon as I walked through those doors, I would stand in contrast to the clear white walls. I never felt welcome at hospitals and endured every visit with the gnawing feeling that physicians there were judging me for things I couldn't control. I witnessed stark disparities and ignorance in healthcare, particularly within the Black community. I learned Black women in the U.S. are three to four times more likely to die from pregnancy-related causes. I read studies showing that Black patients are less likely to receive pain medication compared to white patients and are 7.9 times more likely to be admitted to a low-quality hospital. These findings fueled my desire to enter the medical field and create a conducive environment for everyone. To me, becoming a nurse is giving a voice to my younger self. It’s bridging these gaps and providing the care and attention often lacking. During high school, I took a class called Health Science Practicum with Clinical Theory, where I honed my phlebotomy and bedside manner skills and earned my Phlebotomy Technician and Patient Care Technician licensures, allowing me to work directly with patients. Seeing patients in real-time changed my life; witnessing their struggles, hearing their stories, and sometimes being there for their last words to nurses shaped my understanding of what it means to be a Nurse. These moments made me a better human being; they taught me empathy, compassion, and the importance of providing emotional support and advocating for a patient. Two years later, I'm now a sophomore at Texas State University with a major in Honors pre-nursing, beginning nursing school next fall, and my drive comes from knowing I can create a reality where hospital visits are far from a nightmare, leading people to better care for their health because they know they have access to adequate medical care and a staff member who will advocate in their best interest. My ultimate goal is to become an ER DNP, where I can make a significant difference in the fast-paced, critical environment of the emergency room. I want to bring my background and experiences to the ER to provide compassionate, comprehensive care to those in urgent need. I hope to eventually move into a leadership role where I can advocate for better healthcare policies and practices, particularly for underrepresented communities. By addressing systemic issues and promoting equitable care, I hope to ensure that no one has to endure feelings of neglect and judgment and that everyone receives the high-quality care they deserve.

To me, education is power. It’s the difference between being stuck in silence and standing tall with a voice that can’t be ignored. It’s not just about earning degrees or passing exams, it’s about rising. Education is how I fight back against every closed door, every “no,” every system that said I didn’t belong. It’s my way of creating something greater, not just for myself, but for everyone who comes after me. I am a Nigerian girl who came to America carrying the weight of dreams too big to be boxed in by borders or limited by my circumstances. I’ve seen the cracks in the system, especially for people who look like me, speak like me, or come from where I come from. I’ve felt the sting of being overlooked and the pain of watching opportunities slip away simply because of things beyond my control. But through it all, education became my armor. My weapon. My fuel. Knowledge is the one thing no one can take from me. It’s what gives me the courage to speak up, the wisdom to lead, and the determination to fight for something better. I want to be a nurse not just because I love medicine, but because I believe deeply in what care should look like: honest and inclusive. I want to be in the ER, where life moves fast and every second matters, because I know what it means to live in chaos and still bring calm. I want to lead with compassion, and eventually shape healthcare policy so it reflects the voices of those too often left out of the conversation. My goal isn’t just to succeed, I want to leave a mark. I want to be remembered as someone who stood up, spoke out, and never backed down. Someone who didn’t just survive her struggles, but transformed them into purpose. I want to mentor young girls like me, girls who’ve been told “you can’t” and show them that they absolutely can. I want to launch health outreach programs in underserved neighborhoods, give people access to knowledge and care, and create safe spaces where hope lives. My legacy will be one of impact, courage, and elevation. I want to leave behind a trail of doors that I kicked open, so the next girl with big dreams and a heavy heart doesn’t have to break through them alone. When I rise, I rise with the voices of my community, my culture, and my purpose echoing with me. Education is the key. And I’m holding it tight,because with it, I’m unlocking a future no one can stop me from building.

My name is Valerie Ibinabo Nneka Igbikiowubo, I am a Nigerian girl who came to America with big dreams and the intent of fulfilling a heart full of purpose. I bear my name, my roots, and my story with pride. Becoming a nurse isn’t just a career choice for me, it’s the most honest expression of who I am and what I believe in. If you asked me why I want to be a nurse, I’d tell you that I’ve always been fascinated by the human body and how it works, how a tiny cell becomes a heartbeat, how a wound can heal, how hope can still live in someone’s eyes even in their most painful moments. But deeper than that, I want to be the person who stands in the gap between someone’s fear of today and their hope for tomorrow. My journey has been shaped by what I’ve lived and seen. I’ve experienced the injustice and the silence that can exist in healthcare, especially for Black and immigrant communities. I’ve seen people turned away, spoken over, or simply not heard at all. That pain doesn’t leave you. It fuels you. For me, it’s what lit the fire to become the kind of nurse who not only treats but advocates. I see myself working in the ER, where life can change in seconds. I love the intensity, the urgency, and the connections that come with those moments. I want to be the calm during the storm, with steady hands, and a heart that shows people they are not alone. I also know and believe my calling doesn’t stop at the bedside. I want to grow into leadership. I want to earn my master's and doctorate in nursing to become a DNP and eventually use my voice to help shape health policies. The system isn’t always fair, and I want to change that. I want to be a voice for the ones who feel unseen, the underinsured, and the overlooked. No one should be denied care because of their background or income. Making a difference in my community means never forgetting where I come from. It means going back to lift others, remembering the community that supported me when I believed all odds were against me. I want to mentor young girls who feel like the odds are stacked against them as well, and show them that they can and will. I want to start local health outreach programs, offering free education, screenings, and resources. I want to and will sit in rooms with decision-makers and speak up for those who can’t. I want to lead with compassion and help shift the culture in hospitals and clinics toward one that truly values equity, dignity, and cultural understanding. To create a ripple effect because when one of us rises, we all rise. My dream is big, it’s personal, but it’s real. I know many challenges lie ahead, but I believe I can overcome them and use them as motivation. I’ve faced obstacles, felt unseen, and had doors closed in my face, but I’m still here, still striving for greatness, and dreaming. With every step I take, I become closer to being the nurse, the leader, and the change-maker I was meant to be.

My name is Valerie Ibinabo Nneka Igbikiowubo, I am a Nigerian girl who came to America with big dreams and the intent of fulfilling a heart full of purpose. I bear my name, my roots, and my story with pride. Becoming a nurse isn’t just a career choice for me, it’s the most honest expression of who I am and what I believe in. If you asked me why I want to be a nurse, I’d tell you that I’ve always been fascinated by the human body and how it works, how a tiny cell becomes a heartbeat, how a wound can heal, how hope can still live in someone’s eyes even in their most painful moments. But deeper than that, I want to be the person who stands in the gap between someone’s fear of today and their hope for tomorrow. My journey has been shaped by what I’ve lived and seen. I’ve experienced the injustice and the silence that can exist in healthcare, especially for Black and immigrant communities. I’ve seen people turned away, spoken over, or simply not heard at all. That pain doesn’t leave you. It fuels you. For me, it’s what lit the fire to become the kind of nurse who not only treats but advocates. I see myself working in the ER, where life can change in seconds. I love the intensity, the urgency, and the connections that come with those moments. I want to be the calm during the storm, with steady hands, and a heart that shows people they are not alone. I also know and believe my calling doesn’t stop at the bedside. I want to grow into leadership. I want to earn my master's and doctorate in nursing to become a DNP and eventually use my voice to help shape health policy. The system isn’t always fair, and I want to fight to change that. I want to be a voice for the ones who feel unseen, for the undocumented, the underinsured, the overlooked. No one should be denied care because of their background or income. Making a difference in my community means never forgetting where I come from. It means going back to lift others, mentoring young girls who feel like the odds are stacked against them, and showing them that they can and will. I want to start local health outreach programs, offering free education, screenings, and resources in underserved neighborhoods. I want to sit in rooms with decision-makers and speak up for those who can’t. I want to lead with compassion and help shift the culture in hospitals and clinics toward one that truly values equity, dignity, and cultural understanding. I want to create a ripple effect because when one of us rises, we all rise. My dream is big. It’s personal, but it’s real. I know many challenges lie ahead, but I believe I can overcome them and use them as motivation. I’ve faced obstacles, felt left out, and had doors closed in my face, but I’m still here, still striving for greatness, and dreaming. With every step I take, I become closer to being the nurse, the leader, and the change-maker I was meant to be.

If you asked me why I want to be a nurse, I'd probably tell you that I am intrigued by the human body and I want to guide people through their relationship with life, death, and sickness. But if you asked me on a deeper level, I'd say that being the mediator between someone's fear of today and hope for tomorrow is the greatest responsibility one can have. The ambition to find hope and heal someone is a choice everyone is handed but only some can reach. Simply put, I want to be a Nurse to aid the unseen and unheard and give them the care every human deserves. Throughout my life, two things have been evident for as long as I can remember: my race and my weight. Their impact showed in every aspect of my life, from my relationships with my peers to my relationship with myself and, inevitably, my relationship with hospitals and my health. Hospital visits were a nightmare because I knew as soon as I walked through those doors, I would stand in contrast to the clear white walls. I never felt welcome at hospitals and endured every visit with the gnawing feeling that everyone there was judging me for things I could not control. I witnessed stark disparities and negligence in healthcare, particularly within the Black community. I learned Black women in the U.S. are three to four times more likely to die from pregnancy-related causes compared to white women. I found studies showing that Black patients are less likely to receive pain medication compared to white patients and are 7.9 times more likely to be admitted to a low-quality hospital. These findings fueled my desire to enter the medical field and create a conducive environment for people of color. To me, becoming a nurse is giving a voice to my younger self. It’s bridging these gaps and providing the care and attention often lacking. During high school, I took a class called Health Science Practicum with Clinical Theory, where I honed my phlebotomy and bedside manner skills and earned my Phlebotomy Technician and Patient Care Technician licensures, allowing me to work directly with patients. Seeing patients in real-time profoundly impacted me; witnessing their struggles, hearing their stories, and sometimes being there for their last words to nurses shaped my understanding of what it means to be a caregiver—these moments made me a better human, teaching me empathy, compassion, and the importance of providing medical care and emotional support. My drive comes from knowing I can create a reality where hospital visits are far from a nightmare, leading people to better care of their health because they know they have access to adequate medical care and a staff member who will advocate in their best interest. I currently attend Texas State University majoring in Honors Nursing; a minor in business administration with aspirations of returning to grad school to earn my master’s in nursing. My ultimate goal is to become an ER nurse, where I can make a significant difference in the fast-paced, critical environment of the emergency room. I want to bring my background and experiences to the ER to provide compassionate, comprehensive care to those in urgent need. I hope to eventually move into a leadership role where I can advocate for better healthcare policies and practices, particularly for underrepresented communities. By addressing systemic issues and promoting equitable care, I hope to ensure that no one has to endure feelings of neglect and judgment and that everyone receives the high-quality care they deserve.

With challenges, whether physical or mental, my journey toward achieving my career goals has been far from straightforward. Yet, with each obstacle, I’ve discovered resilience and a stronger sense of purpose in the path I’ve chosen. Growing up without documentation has been one of the most significant challenges in my life. It’s a topic I rarely discuss, but it constantly influences my experiences in ways that others may not grasp. Simple tasks, like securing a job as a teenager, applying for financial aid, or even obtaining a driver’s license, were not options for me. One of the toughest moments was when I got accepted into my dream university, only to realize I couldn’t attend because I wasn’t eligible for FAFSA. It felt as if everything I had worked for was slipping away due to circumstances beyond my control. I remember crying that night, overwhelmed by frustration and helplessness. But deep down, I understood that this couldn’t be the conclusion of my story. I began searching for alternative ways to move forward. I applied for as many scholarships as possible, even the smaller ones, and dedicated myself to making my education a reality. Shadowing at Memorial Hermann Hospital for three months marked a significant turning point for me. Walking through those hospital corridors, rotating through various departments, and gaining hands-on experience reignited my passion for healthcare. It became clear that this was more than just a job; it was my calling. That experience fueled my determination to persevere, regardless of the difficulties I faced. Social anxiety has also been a personal struggle I’ve had to confront. It’s not easy to articulate, especially when others perceive me as outgoing or self-assured. However, internally, it’s a different narrative. There were moments when simply attending class or initiating a conversation felt daunting. I’ve had to learn to manage it, to push through that fear, and to remind myself of my purpose and the goals I’m striving to achieve. I know that overcoming this challenge is essential for my growth. My desire to help others has always been strong, but my experiences have made it deeply personal. I know what it feels like to be vulnerable in a hospital bed, relying on the care and expertise of healthcare professionals and feeling judged. That’s the kind of care I aspire to offer to others. Throughout this journey, my family, particularly my mom, has been my anchor. She has stayed up with me during late-night study sessions, encouraged me when I needed a push, and reminded me that every setback is merely a stepping stone. I wouldn’t be where I am today without her unwavering support and sacrifices. She has taught me that no matter how challenging things become, there’s always a way forward, and that’s a lesson I carry with me daily. There have been countless moments when I could have given up. When it seemed like the odds were insurmountable or when the path ahead appeared too foggy, Each challenge has only reinforced my determination. I’ve learned to transform adversity into motivation for my journey. I’ve become more adaptable, resilient, and committed to making a difference in the healthcare sector. Ultimately, my aim isn’t just personal success. I want to be a voice for others, particularly those from underrepresented communities who feel marginalized by the system. I aspire to advocate for improved healthcare policies for those who are often ignored. My journey has been filled with highs and lows, but I wouldn’t exchange it for anything, as it has shaped me into the person I am today—someone who is passionate about making a difference.

Life as an undocumented immigrant is almost like a never-ending joke to eternity: time passed, but life stopped for me, watching it all from the sidelines. I was young when I arrived in this country, I was American in all ways except my name stood in the way of my fully knowing freedom. Every day, I carried the weight of knowing that, despite how hard I worked, I was separated from my peers by invisible barriers. As a teenager, while my friends got their first jobs and began to practice driving, I was the kid excluded from it all. I wasn't allowed to work or get a driver’s license. To live in a town without the freedom to travel- I felt suffocated by these limitations, being stuck in an impossible world of hopeful ambitions. One of the toughest moments was when I got accepted into my dream school. After years of hard work, I found that I was not eligible for FAFSA and could not afford it; it was heartbreaking, to feel my dream slip away from my fingertips. All my time and effort felt in vain. That’s when I decided to go to Texas State University, which has an amazing nursing program. It turned out to be the best decision for my family and me, allowing me to stay on track with my goals without putting an impossible financial burden on us. My parents sacrificed so much for my brother and me to succeed, coming to this country with hopes of a better life. They worked tirelessly to give us the kinds of opportunities they never had. Their belief in education has always been my guiding compass. I was raised with the principle that knowledge is power, and I wholeheartedly believe that a good education is the key to overcoming any adversities and breaking the never-ending cycle of limitation. My desire for education and the will to go to college stems from my aspirations as well as the legacy my parents managed to hand down: a legacy of resilience, hard work, and hope. Winning this scholarship would mean everything to me. It’s not just about financial support; it’s about breaking the stagnation I’ve felt for so long. It would allow me to pursue my dream of becoming a nurse, to give back to a healthcare system that desperately needs compassionate, dedicated professionals. More than that, it would be a chance to honor my parents’ sacrifices, to prove that their hard work was not in vain.The reality of my situation is that after university, my options for citizenship are slim—I will either need to hope for love and marriage or pray for a job sponsorship. Despite these challenges, I refuse to give up. This scholarship represents hope, freedom, and the opportunity to make a difference. With it, I can continue my education, advocate for others in my situation, and build a future I’ve always dreamed of.

If you asked me why I want to be a nurse, I'd probably tell you that I am intrigued by the human body and I want to guide people through their relationship with life, death, and sickness. But if you asked me on a deeper level, I'd say that being the mediator between someone's fear of today and hope for tomorrow is the greatest responsibility one can have. The ambition to find hope and heal someone is a choice everyone is handed but only some can reach. Simply put, I want to be a Nurse to aid the unseen and unheard and give them the care every human deserves. As a Nigerian girl who immigrated to America and as someone who has always been driven to helping people, my vision for myself as a nurse is very personal and based in my experiences. I've known since I was a little girl that I want to change the medical field. I've seen it firsthand: the unfairness of the system, most particularly within the Black community-the too numerous occasions when people are left behind or never get the care they need or deserve. This has further stoked my interest in nursing-not just the treatment of patients, but standing up for those who don't have a voice. I see myself working in emergency medicine, specifically in the ER, where one can be there for the people when they need a shoulder most. There's simply something about the fast pace, intensity, and capability to make an immediate impact that speaks to me. I want to and will be the nurse who, during a crisis, can maintain her calm and provide medical knowledge, compassion, and empathy. I've worked hard to build the resilience and quick thinking that are so important during an emergency, and I look forward to continuing to grow in that regard. My dreams go beyond working in the ER. In addition, I would like to assume major leadership roles such as charge nurse within hospital and become an advocate for underrepresented communities. Something that breaks my heart, which actually keeps me up at night, is when people are unable to get the kind of care they deserve because of their background or financial situation, and I want to try to change that in any way that I can. I want to be one of those voices that will shape health policy to ensure nobody is left behind or forgotten. I believe that the disparities I have faced regarding health care have defined my desire to practice and work toward a system that is truly leveling not only in the care provided but also in its advocacy. This journey is extremely important, and education plays an immense part in it. I am committed to continuing my learning, working toward becoming a Nurse Practitioner, and gathering the tools and knowledge I need to make an even greater positive impact. I know it won't be easy, but challenges were faced earlier, too, and I learned how to tag along no matter how tough it gets. My journey so far has toughened me, and I trust that whatever is thrown my way, I can always overcome. My ultimate vision as a nurse isn't just to become a patient's carer but an advocate, a leader, and a mentor. I want to inspire others, particularly younger generations coming from communities like mine, that they, too, can make any difference in healthcare. I want to lift others up and share what I've learned in order to help create a healthcare system that works for everyone. This is a huge dream, but one I keep close to my heart. With hard work, with compassion, with determination, I do believe I can make it come true.

If you asked me why I want to be a nurse, I'd probably tell you that I am intrigued by the human body and I want to guide people through their relationship with life, death, and sickness. But if you asked me on a deeper level, I'd say that being the mediator between someone's fear of today and hope for tomorrow is the greatest responsibility one can have. The ambition to find hope and heal someone is a choice everyone is handed but only some can reach. Simply put, I want to be a Nurse to aid the unseen and unheard and give them the care every human deserves. Throughout my life, two things have been evident for as long as I can remember: my race and my weight. Their impact showed in every aspect of my life, from my relationships with my peers to my relationship with myself and, inevitably, my relationship with hospitals and my health. Hospital visits were a nightmare because I knew as soon as I walked through those doors, I would stand in contrast to the clear white walls. I never felt welcome or heard at hospitals and endured every visit with the gnawing feeling that everyone there was judging me for things I could not control. I witnessed stark disparities and negligence in healthcare, particularly within the Black community. I learned Black women in the U.S. are three to four times more likely to die from pregnancy-related causes compared to white women. I found studies showing that Black patients are less likely to receive pain medication compared to white patients and are 7.9 times more likely to be admitted to a low-quality hospital. These findings fueled my desire to enter the medical field and create a conducive environment for people of color. To me, becoming a nurse is giving a voice to my younger self. It’s bridging these gaps and providing the care and attention often lacking. During high school, I took a class called Health Science Practicum with Clinical Theory, where I honed my phlebotomy and bedside manner skills and earned my Phlebotomy Technician and Patient Care Technician licensures, allowing me to work directly with patients. Seeing patients in real-time profoundly impacted me; witnessing their struggles, hearing their stories, and sometimes being there for their last words to nurses shaped my understanding of what it means to be a caregiver. These moments made me a better human, teaching me empathy, compassion, and the importance of providing medical care and emotional support. My drive comes from knowing I can create a reality where hospital visits are far from a nightmare, leading people to take better care of their health because they know they have access to adequate medical care and a staff member who will advocate in their best interest. This fall, I am attending Texas State University to major in Honors Nursing, with aspirations of returning to grad school to earn my master’s in nursing. My ultimate goal is to become an ER nurse, where I can make a significant difference in the fast-paced, critical environment of the emergency room. I want to bring my background and experiences to the ER to provide compassionate, comprehensive care to those in urgent need. I hope to eventually move into a leadership role where I can advocate for better healthcare policies and practices, particularly for underrepresented communities. By addressing systemic issues and promoting equitable care, I hope to ensure that no one has to endure feelings of neglect and judgment and that everyone receives the high-quality care they deserve.

My favorite athlete to support when rooting for Team USA is without a doubt, Sydney McLaughlin. Every day, I am inspired and amazed by her talent, commitment, and grace both on and off the track. Sydney is a young Black woman who has achieved amazing things in her sport. She embodies the traits I value most: excellence, tenacity, and leading a balanced life. The contributions Sydney McLaughlin has made to track and field is beyond remarkable. She's shown unmatched talent and dedication time and time again by breaking world records and winning gold medals. It's an exciting experience to watch her race because of her incredible speed and agility. I'm much more impressed by her work ethic, though. Sydney's ascent to the top has been characterized by training and a will to push herself. This dedication serves as a powerful reminder of what can be achieved through hard work and perseverance. My experience as a Black woman is impacted by Sydney McLaughlin's accomplishments. In a field where representation is vitally important, she stands tall as a pioneer. Her accomplishments serve as an inspiration to young Black girls worldwide, demonstrating that they can strive for excellence despite any challenges they may encounter. Track & field athlete Sydney breaks down barriers and provides opportunities for upcoming generations. Her achievement is evidence of the value of diversity and representation in athletics and other fields. I also find McLaughlin's ability to maintain a healthy balance between her personal and professional lives is another quality, I strive to gain. She keeps close ties with her family and loved ones despite the demands of her training and competitive schedule and it shows at every race as her husband and parents are her loudest cheerleaders. McLaughlin has faced difficulties along the way. She has experienced injuries and setbacks, but she has persevered and overcome them with elegance. Her resilience in the face of difficulty is motivating. It reminds me that challenges are a necessary part of any journey and that our ability to overcome them is what makes us strong. Sydney's story serves as a potent reminder of perseverance and the value of having an optimistic outlook no matter what happens. Over the years she's taught me obstacles are a part of any journey and that true strength lies in how we respond to them. Cheering for Sydney McLaughlin on Team USA is more than just supporting an athlete; it's about celebrating a role model who exemplifies excellence, dedication, and balance. Sydney's success as a Black woman at the top of her field is a beacon of hope and inspiration for many, including myself. Her ability to maintain a healthy work-home balance while achieving greatness is a testament to her character and determination. Sydney McLaughlin is not just my favorite athlete; she is a symbol of what it means to strive for excellence while staying true to oneself.

If you asked me why I want to be a nurse, I'd probably tell you that I am intrigued by the human body and I want to guide people through their relationship with life, death, and sickness. But if you asked me on a deeper level, I'd say that being the mediator between someone's fear of today and hope for tomorrow is the greatest responsibility one can have. The ambition to find hope and heal someone is a choice everyone is handed but only some can reach. Simply put, I want to be a Nurse to aid the unseen and unheard and give them the care every human deserves. Throughout my life, two things have been evident for as long as I can remember: my race and my weight. Their impact showed in every aspect of my life, from my relationships with my peers to my relationship with myself and, inevitably, my relationship with hospitals and my health. Hospital visits were a nightmare because I knew as soon as I walked through those doors, I would stand in contrast to the clear white walls. I never felt welcome or heard at hospitals and endured every visit with the gnawing feeling that everyone there was judging me for things I could not control. I witnessed stark disparities and negligence in healthcare, particularly within the Black community. I learned Black women in the U.S. are three to four times more likely to die from pregnancy-related causes compared to white women. I found studies showing that Black patients are less likely to receive pain medication compared to white patients and are 7.9 times more likely to be admitted to a low-quality hospital. These findings fueled my desire to enter the medical field and create a conducive environment for people of color. To me, becoming a nurse is giving a voice to my younger self. It’s bridging these gaps and providing the care and attention often lacking. During high school, I took a class called Health Science Practicum with Clinical Theory, where I honed my phlebotomy and bedside manner skills and earned my Phlebotomy Technician and Patient Care Technician licensures, allowing me to work directly with patients. Seeing patients in real-time profoundly impacted me; witnessing their struggles, hearing their stories, and sometimes being there for their last words to nurses shaped my understanding of what it means to be a caregiver. These moments made me a better human, teaching me empathy, compassion, and the importance of providing medical care and emotional support. My drive comes from knowing I can create a reality where hospital visits are far from a nightmare, leading people to take better care of their health because they know they have access to adequate medical care and a staff member who will advocate in their best interest. This fall, I am attending Texas State University to major in Honors Nursing, with aspirations of returning to grad school to earn my master’s in nursing. My ultimate goal is to become an ER nurse, where I can make a significant difference in the fast-paced, critical environment of the emergency room. I want to bring my background and experiences to the ER to provide compassionate, comprehensive care to those in urgent need. I hope to eventually move into a leadership role where I can advocate for better healthcare policies and practices, particularly for underrepresented communities. By addressing systemic issues and promoting equitable care, I hope to ensure that no one has to endure feelings of neglect and judgment and that everyone receives the high-quality care they deserve.

If you asked me why I want to be a nurse, I'd probably tell you that I am intrigued by the human body and I want to guide people through their relationship with life, death, and sickness. But if you asked me on a deeper level, I'd say that being the mediator between someone's fear of today and hope for tomorrow is the greatest responsibility one can have. The ambition to find hope and heal someone is a choice everyone is handed but only some can reach. Simply put, I want to be a Nurse to aid the unseen and unheard and give them the care every human deserves. Throughout my life, two things have been evident for as long as I can remember: my race and my weight. Their impact showed in every aspect of my life, from my relationships with my peers to my relationship with myself and, inevitably, my relationship with hospitals and my health. Hospital visits were a nightmare because I knew as soon as I walked through those doors, I would stand in contrast to the clear white walls. I never felt welcome at hospitals and endured every visit with the gnawing feeling that everyone there was judging me for things I could not control. I witnessed stark disparities and negligence in healthcare, particularly within the Black community. I learned Black women in the U.S. are three to four times more likely to die from pregnancy-related causes compared to white women. I found studies showing that Black patients are less likely to receive pain medication compared to white patients and are 7.9 times more likely to be admitted to a low-quality hospital. These findings fueled my desire to enter the medical field and create a conducive environment for people of color. To me, becoming a nurse is giving a voice to my younger self. It’s bridging these gaps and providing the care and attention often lacking. During high school, I took a class called Health Science Practicum with Clinical Theory, where I honed my phlebotomy and bedside manner skills and earned my Phlebotomy Technician and Patient Care Technician licensures, allowing me to work directly with patients. Seeing patients in real-time profoundly impacted me; witnessing their struggles, hearing their stories, and sometimes being there for their last words to nurses shaped my understanding of what it means to be a caregiver—these moments made me a better human, teaching me empathy, compassion, and the importance of providing medical care and emotional support. My drive comes from knowing I can create a reality where hospital visits are far from a nightmare, leading people to better care of their health because they know they have access to adequate medical care and a staff member who will advocate in their best interest. This fall, I am attending Texas State University to major in Honors Nursing, with aspirations of returning to grad school to earn my master’s in nursing. My ultimate goal is to become an ER nurse, where I can make a significant difference in the fast-paced, critical environment of the emergency room. I want to bring my background and experiences to the ER to provide compassionate, comprehensive care to those in urgent need. I hope to eventually move into a leadership role where I can advocate for better healthcare policies and practices, particularly for underrepresented communities. By addressing systemic issues and promoting equitable care, I hope to ensure that no one has to endure feelings of neglect and judgment and that everyone receives the high-quality care they deserve.

I have drive, ambition, and passion. I know my reasoning for wanting to pursue a nursing degree and I know that every patient that comes my way will be heard, seen, and advocated for. My name is Valerie Ibinabo Nneka Igbikiowubo and I am a proud Nigerian Immigrant. I grew up in a Catholic household where the sayings "rejection is God's redirection" and "rejection is God's protection" were heavily preached. I write this to show I've grown up with the ideology that when one door shuts another opens. Simply put, I believe I should be chosen for this scholarship because I am more than determined, I do not take no for an answer, and I continuously demand the best of myself and others around me. As I said earlier my family and I are immigrants. I moved to this country at the age of 5 in 2011 through my father's visa. My parents raised my brother and me to believe if we did well in school, scholarships would pour in abundantly. Unfortunately for us that was not the case at all. I did well in school, maintained a good GPA, was very active in student organizations, and gained acceptance into prestigious universities. However, I wasn't able to afford them nor was I eligible for FASFA as a non-citizen or permanent resident of the U.S.. When my parents sat me down and explained I wouldn't be able to attend my dream university, I felt like my entire world crumbled, I had done everything expected of me yet my hard work was not rewarded. It seemed as though I was being punished for being lower-income, as though because my family did not have wealth I was a second-class citizen in terms of education. This scholarship would be a means for me to make my dreams come through. I want to better myself, to give back to the community that has made me who I am today. The EGB Nursing Scholarship would aid my wonderful parents who are working day and night to put my brother and me through university. Recently I came across research showing Black women in the U.S. are three to four times more likely to die from pregnancy-related causes compared to other women. I found studies showing that Black patients are less likely to receive pain medication compared to white patients and are 7.9 times more likely to be admitted to a low-quality hospital. These findings fuel my desire to enter the medical field and create a conducive environment for people of color. Once I become a nurse is I will aid the unseen and unheard, and give them the care every human deserves. I will do my very best to begin bridging these gaps and providing the care and attention often lacking. My ultimate goal is to become an ER nurse, where I can make a significant difference in the fast-paced, critical environment of the emergency room. I want to bring my background and experiences to the ER to provide compassionate, comprehensive care to those in urgent need. I hope to eventually move into a leadership role where I can advocate for better healthcare policies and practices, particularly for underrepresented communities. By addressing systemic issues and promoting equitable care, I hope to ensure that no one has to endure feelings of neglect and judgment and that everyone receives the high-quality care they deserve.

I have drive, ambition, and passion. I know my reasoning for wanting to pursue a nursing degree and I know that every patient that comes my way will be heard, seen, and advocated for. My name is Valerie Ibinabo Nneka Igbikiowubo and I am a proud Nigerian Immigrant. I grew up in a Catholic household where the sayings "rejection is God's redirection" and "rejection is God's protection" were heavily preached. I write this to show I've grown up with the ideology that when one door shuts another opens. Simply put, I believe I should be chosen for this scholarship because I am more than determined, I do not take no for an answer, and I continuously demand the best of myself and others around me. As I said earlier my family and I are immigrants. I moved to this country at the age of 5 in 2011 through my father's visa. My parents raised my brother and me to believe if we did well in school, scholarships would pour in abundantly. Unfortunately for us that was not the case at all. I did well in school, maintained a good GPA, was very active in student organizations, and gained acceptance into prestigious universities. However, I wasn't able to afford them nor was I eligible for FASFA as a non-citizen or permanent resident of the U.S.. When my parents sat me down and explained I wouldn't be able to attend my dream university, I felt like my entire world crumbled, I had done everything expected of me yet my hard work was not rewarded. It seemed as though I was being punished for being lower-income, as though because my family did not have wealth I was a second-class citizen in terms of education. This scholarship would be a means for me to make my dreams come through. I want to better myself, to give back to the community that has made me who I am today. The EGB Nursing Scholarship would aid my wonderful parents who are working day and night to put my brother and me through university. Recently I came across research showing Black women in the U.S. are three to four times more likely to die from pregnancy-related causes compared to other women. I found studies showing that Black patients are less likely to receive pain medication compared to white patients and are 7.9 times more likely to be admitted to a low-quality hospital. These findings fuel my desire to enter the medical field and create a conducive environment for people of color. Once I become a nurse is I will aid the unseen and unheard, and give them the care every human deserves. I will do my very best to begin bridging these gaps and providing the care and attention often lacking. My ultimate goal is to become an ER nurse, where I can make a significant difference in the fast-paced, critical environment of the emergency room. I want to bring my background and experiences to the ER to provide compassionate, comprehensive care to those in urgent need. I hope to eventually move into a leadership role where I can advocate for better healthcare policies and practices, particularly for underrepresented communities. By addressing systemic issues and promoting equitable care, I hope to ensure that no one has to endure feelings of neglect and judgment and that everyone receives the high-quality care they deserve.

If you asked me why I want to be a nurse, I'd probably tell you that I am intrigued by the human body and I want to guide people through their relationship with life, death, and sickness. But if you asked me on a deeper level, I'd say that being the mediator between someone's fear of today and hope for tomorrow is the greatest responsibility one can have. The ambition to find hope and heal someone is a choice everyone is handed but only some can reach. Simply put, I want to be a Nurse to aid the unseen and unheard and give them the care every human deserves. Throughout my life, two things have been evident for as long as I can remember: my race and my weight. Their impact showed in every aspect of my life, from my relationships with my peers to my relationship with myself and, inevitably, my relationship with hospitals and my health. Hospital visits were a nightmare because I knew as soon as I walked through those doors, I would stand in contrast to the clear white walls. I never felt welcome or heard at hospitals and endured every visit with the gnawing feeling that everyone there was judging me for things I could not control. I witnessed stark disparities and negligence in healthcare, particularly within the Black community. I learned Black women in the U.S. are three to four times more likely to die from pregnancy-related causes compared to white women. I found studies showing that Black patients are less likely to receive pain medication compared to white patients and are 7.9 times more likely to be admitted to a low-quality hospital. These findings fueled my desire to enter the medical field and create a conducive environment for people of color. To me, becoming a nurse is giving a voice to my younger self. It’s bridging these gaps and providing the care and attention often lacking. During high school, I took a class called Health Science Practicum with Clinical Theory, where I honed my phlebotomy and bedside manner skills and earned my Phlebotomy Technician and Patient Care Technician licensures, allowing me to work directly with patients. Seeing patients in real-time profoundly impacted me; witnessing their struggles, hearing their stories, and sometimes being there for their last words to nurses shaped my understanding of what it means to be a caregiver. These moments made me a better human, teaching me empathy, compassion, and the importance of providing not just medical care but emotional support as well. My drive comes from knowing I can create a reality where hospital visits are far from a nightmare, leading people to take better care of their health because they know they have access to adequate medical care and a staff member who will advocate in their best interest. This fall, I am attending Texas State University to major in Honors Nursing, with aspirations of returning to grad school to earn my master’s in nursing. My ultimate goal is to become an ER nurse, where I can make a significant difference in the fast-paced, critical environment of the emergency room. I want to bring my background and experiences to the ER to provide compassionate, comprehensive care to those in urgent need. I hope to eventually move into a leadership role where I can advocate for better healthcare policies and practices, particularly for underrepresented communities. By addressing systemic issues and promoting equitable care, I hope to ensure that no one has to endure feelings of neglect and judgment and that everyone receives the high-quality care they deserve.

If you asked me why I want to be a nurse, I'd probably tell you that I am intrigued by the human body and I want to guide people through their relationship with life, death, and sickness. But if you asked me on a deeper level, I'd say that being the mediator between someone's fear of today and hope for tomorrow is the greatest responsibility one can have. The ambition to find hope and heal someone is a choice everyone is handed but only some can reach. Simply put, I want to be a Nurse to aid the unseen and unheard and give them the care every human deserves. Throughout my life, two things have been evident for as long as I can remember: my race and my weight. Their impact showed in every aspect of my life, from my relationships with my peers to my relationship with myself and, inevitably, my relationship with hospitals and my health. Hospital visits were a nightmare because I knew as soon as I walked through those doors, I would stand in contrast to the clear white walls. I never felt welcome at hospitals and endured every visit with the gnawing feeling that everyone there was judging me for things I could not control. I witnessed stark disparities and negligence in healthcare, particularly within the Black community. I learned Black women in the U.S. are three to four times more likely to die from pregnancy-related causes compared to white women. I found studies showing that Black patients are less likely to receive pain medication compared to white patients and are 7.9 times more likely to be admitted to a low-quality hospital. These findings fueled my desire to enter the medical field and create a conducive environment for people of color. To me, becoming a nurse is giving a voice to my younger self. It’s bridging these gaps and providing the care and attention often lacking. During high school, I took a class called Health Science Practicum with Clinical Theory, where I honed my phlebotomy and bedside manner skills and earned my Phlebotomy Technician and Patient Care Technician licensures, allowing me to work directly with patients. Seeing patients in real-time profoundly impacted me; witnessing their struggles, hearing their stories, and sometimes being there for their last words to nurses shaped my understanding of what it means to be a caregiver. These moments made me a better human, teaching me empathy, compassion, and the importance of providing not just medical care but emotional support as well. My drive comes from knowing I can create a reality where hospital visits are far from a nightmare, leading people to take better care of their health because they know they have access to adequate medical care and a staff member who will advocate in their best interest. This fall, I am attending Texas State University to major in Honors Nursing, with aspirations of returning to grad school to earn my master’s in nursing. My ultimate goal is to become an ER nurse, where I can make a significant difference in the fast-paced, critical environment of the emergency room. I want to bring my background and experiences to the ER to provide compassionate, comprehensive care to those in urgent need. I hope to eventually move into a leadership role where I can advocate for better healthcare policies and practices, particularly for underrepresented communities. By addressing systemic issues and promoting equitable care, I hope to ensure that no one has to endure feelings of neglect and judgment and that everyone receives the high-quality care they deserve.

The person who has supported me the most in reaching my educational goals is my mother. Her unwavering support, relentless encouragement, and boundless love have been the cornerstone of my journey, transforming my dreams into reality. She has been my guiding light, my rock, and my biggest cheerleader, providing the strength and determination I needed to face every challenge that came my way. As an immigrant from Nigeria, I have seen firsthand the immense sacrifices my mother has made for our family. Moving to a new country, she faced countless hurdles with unwavering resilience, always prioritizing our well-being and future. Finding balance in a new environment, she worked tirelessly to provide for us, ensuring my brother and I had access to the best academic resources possible. She instilled in us, the belief that education was the key to unlocking a brighter future and that we can reach our fullest potential if we only dared. In high school, my mother was my loudest supporter as I pursued my dream of entering the medical field. She celebrated every success, no matter how small, and was always there to lift me when I stumbled. Her faith in me never wavered, even during moments of doubt and uncertainty. When I decided to earn my Phlebotomy Technician and Patient Care Technician licensures, she stood beside me, encouraging me to persevere through the demanding coursework and clinical rotations. One vivid memory encapsulating my mother's support occurred during a particularly challenging semester. I was always told Junior year of High school was sink or float and I never truly understood but God did I find out what that meant. I was constantly overwhelmed with multiple projects and essays, the pressure mounting to unbearable levels. Recognizing my stress and the toll it began to take on me physically and mentally, my mother would stay up past midnight with me, offering moral support and companionship. My mother would make me sandwiches when I got hungry, brew me coffee to stay awake, and let me sleep in when I took power naps. Her presence made the long hours of studying more bearable, and her words of encouragement fueled my determination. My mother's influence extended beyond academic support. She was the strict hand when I needed tough love, instilling in me the values of discipline and hard work. Her expectations were high, but her belief matched them in my abilities. This combination of love, discipline, and belief created a nurturing environment that allowed me to thrive. As I embark on my journey at Texas State University this fall, majoring in Honors Nursing (pre-med), I carry my mother's teachings and support with me. Her sacrifices and dedication have paved the way for my success. My ultimate goal is to become an Emergency Medicine Physician and advocate for better healthcare policies, particularly for underrepresented communities. This dream is deeply rooted in my mother's lessons about resilience, compassion, and the importance of giving back. In every step of my journey, my mother has been a constant source of strength and inspiration. She is the reason I continue to strive for excellence, and her love and support will forever be the foundation upon which I build my future. To my mother, Rita Nkechi Igbikiowubo, the driving force behind my passion for medicine and my commitment to making a difference in the world, I love you beyond words. Thank you for your sacrifices and for making me the woman I am today.

Growing up, I faced numerous challenges that have shaped my resilience and determination. Moving from Nigeria to the United States was a culture shock for my family and I. We left behind familiar surroundings, friends, and extended family to start anew in a country with different cultural norms and expectations. The journey was filled with uncertainties and obstacles, but it was also an opportunity for growth and learning. One of the most challenging aspects of this transition was navigating the educational system in America. Adapting to a new curriculum and overcoming the language barrier required effort and perseverance. However, I was determined to excel academically. I sought help from teachers, participated in study groups, and spent countless hours studying to ensure I understood the material. This hard work paid off, and I earned my Phlebotomy Technician and Patient Care Technician licenses in high school, setting a strong foundation for my future healthcare career. Unfortunately, I grew to learn about the healthcare disparities and neglect that often occurred within the Black community. Experiencing firsthand the biases and inadequate care that Black patients often receive fueled my passion to make a difference. Instead of feeling defeated by these systemic issues, I channeled my frustration into action. I became involved in health education initiatives and volunteer work, aiming to bridge the gap in healthcare access and quality for marginalized communities. As I embark on my journey at Texas State University, majoring in Nursing, I am committed to using my education and experiences to help my community. My ultimate goal is to become an ER nurse and later a Nurse Practitioner, where I can provide compassionate, high-quality care to those in urgent need. My background has instilled in me a deep understanding of the importance of empathy and patient advocacy, especially for those who feel unseen and unheard. In the future, I plan to establish health education programs in underserved areas. These programs will focus on preventive care, healthy living, and the importance of regular medical check-ups. By educating community members, I hope to empower them to take control of their health and well-being. Additionally, I aim to create mentorship opportunities for young people interested in healthcare careers. Sharing my journey and experiences can inspire and guide them, ensuring a new generation of healthcare professionals dedicated to equitable care. I also intend to advocate for better healthcare policies and practices. By taking on leadership roles, I will work to address systemic issues within the healthcare system and promote equitable care for all. My efforts will focus on ensuring that marginalized communities receive the high-quality care they deserve and that healthcare professionals are trained to provide culturally competent care. Overcoming adversity has taught me resilience, determination, and the importance of giving back to my community. My experiences have fueled my passion for healthcare and my commitment to addressing disparities within the system. By pursuing a career in nursing and actively contributing to community health and education, I aim to create a lasting impact. My vision is to build a future where everyone, regardless of their background, has access to compassionate, high-quality healthcare and the opportunity to lead healthy, fulfilling lives.

My journey began in Nigeria, where I was born and raised amidst a vibrant culture rich in history and community values. From a young age, I was instilled with a strong sense of responsibility and the importance of contributing to those around me, I was raised to live you give back when you can. Moving to America presented challenges and opportunities, shaping my perspective on healthcare and community involvement. In Nigeria, I saw firsthand the disparities in healthcare and how these gaps affected people’s lives. In high school, I immersed myself in the Health Science Practicum with Clinical Theory class, where I honed my phlebotomy and bedside manner skills. Earning my Phlebotomy Technician and Patient Care Technician licensures allowed me to provide hands-on care and learn the intricacies of patient interactions. My family has always been my anchor. I actively contribute by helping my younger cousins with their studies, emphasizing the importance of education and perseverance. I also assist my parents with household responsibilities, ensuring a supportive and nurturing home environment. My role in the family extends beyond daily tasks; I strive to be a role model, demonstrating the values of hard work, empathy, and resilience. In my community, I am deeply involved in various initiatives to improve healthcare awareness and access. I volunteer at local health clinics, and centers offering my skills to support healthcare professionals and assist patients. My involvement in health awareness campaigns focuses on educating people about preventive care and healthy living practices. Knowledge is a powerful tool, and by sharing it, we can empower individuals to take charge of their health. Additionally, I participate in community clean-up events such as organizing blood and food drives and working alongside neighbors to create a safe and nurturing environment for everyone. These activities have strengthened my connection to the community and reinforced my commitment to service. This fall, I will be attending Texas State University to major in Honors Nursing. My academic journey is driven by a desire to gain the knowledge and skills necessary to make a significant impact in the healthcare field. My ultimate goal is to become an ER nurse, where I can provide critical care to those in urgent need. I plan to continue my education by earning a master's degree in nursing and becoming a Nurse Practitioner. This advanced training will equip me with the expertise to take on leadership roles and advocate for better healthcare policies and practices, particularly for underrepresented communities. My ultimate goal includes establishing health education programs in underserved areas, providing resources and support for preventive care, and creating mentorship programs for young people interested in healthcare careers. I aim to address systemic issues and promote equitable care, ensuring that everyone receives the high-quality care they deserve. I plan to collaborate with local organizations to implement community health initiatives that focus on actively teaching members of the community about themselves, mentally and physically.

If you asked me why I want to be a nurse, I'd probably tell you that I am intrigued by the human body and I want to guide people through their relationship with life, death, and sickness. But if you asked me on a deeper level, I'd say that being the mediator between someone's fear of today and hope for tomorrow is the greatest responsibility one can have. The ambition to find hope and heal someone is a choice everyone is handed but only some can reach. To simply put it, I want to be a Nurse to aid the unseen and unheard and give them the care every human deserves. Throughout my life, two things have been evident for as long as I can remember: my race and my weight. Their impact showed in every aspect of my life, from my relationships with my peers to my relationship with myself and, inevitably, my relationship with hospitals and my health. Hospital visits were a nightmare because I knew as soon as I walked through those doors, I would stand in contrast to the clear white walls. I never felt welcome at hospitals and endured every visit with the gnawing feeling that everyone there was judging me for things I could not control. I witnessed stark disparities and negligence in healthcare, particularly within the Black community. I learned Black women in the U.S. are three to four times more likely to die from pregnancy-related causes compared to white women. I found studies showing that Black patients are less likely to receive pain medication compared to white patients and are 7.9 times more likely to be admitted to a low-quality hospital. These findings fueled my desire to enter the medical field and create a conducive environment for people of color. To me, becoming a nurse is giving a voice to my younger self. It’s bridging these gaps and providing the care and attention often lacking. During high school, I took a class called Health Science Practicum with Clinical Theory, where I honed my phlebotomy and bedside manner skills and earned my Phlebotomy Technician and Patient Care Technician licensures, allowing me to work directly with patients. Seeing patients in real-time profoundly impacted me; witnessing their struggles, hearing their stories, and sometimes being there for their last words to nurses shaped my understanding of what it means to be a caregiver. These moments made me a better human, teaching me empathy, compassion, and the importance of providing not just medical care but emotional support as well. My drive comes from knowing I can create a reality where hospital visits are far from a nightmare, leading people to take better care of their health because they know they have access to adequate medical care and a staff member who will advocate in their best interest. This fall, I am attending Texas State University to major in Honors Nursing, with aspirations of returning to grad school to earn my master’s in nursing. My ultimate goal is to become an ER nurse, where I can make a significant difference in the fast-paced, critical environment of the emergency room. I want to bring my background and experiences to the ER to provide compassionate, comprehensive care to those in urgent need. I hope to eventually move into a leadership role where I can advocate for better healthcare policies and practices, particularly for underrepresented communities. By addressing systemic issues and promoting equitable care, I hope to ensure that no one has to endure the feelings of neglect and judgment, and that everyone receives the high-quality care they deserve.

In the shadowy corridors of my mind, I often found myself entangled in the relentless embrace of anxiety and depression, like vines weaving through the garden of my thoughts. Each day felt like a tumultuous sea, waves of unease crashing against the shores of my consciousness. The weight of despair settled on my shoulders, a heavy cloak that obscured the vibrant hues of life. At first, my journey through this mental landscape resembled a dimly lit labyrinth, its twists and turns leaving me disoriented and vulnerable. Anxiety, the masterful puppeteer, manipulated my every step with invisible strings, pulling me towards the edge of apprehension. Depression, a silent storm, clouded the skies of my optimism, casting a perpetual gloom over the landscape of my emotions. In the early stages, my mind resembled a fractured mirror, reflecting distorted images of self-doubt and fear. The mirror, once a pristine surface, now bore the scars of internal battles, a mosaic of shattered dreams and fragmented aspirations. Each shard held a story of a moment lost to the clutches of mental turmoil. Yet, amid the darkness, I discovered the resilient seed of self-awareness taking root within the soil of my soul. It burgeoned into a metaphorical sapling, its tender leaves reaching for the light of understanding. Through introspection, I learned to decipher the intricate language of my emotions, recognizing the whispers of anxiety and the somber echoes of depression. As I confronted the turbulent seas within, I envisioned myself as a sailor navigating treacherous waters. The storms were inevitable, but with newfound strength, I learned to navigate my ship through the tempest. Each wave became an opportunity for growth, a chance to cultivate resilience in the face of adversity. In the garden of my mind, I planted seeds of mindfulness, watching as they blossomed into vibrant flowers of self-love. The petals unfurled, revealing the beauty that lay dormant beneath the layers of despair. Like a gardener tending to delicate blooms, I nurtured my mental well-being, cultivating a sanctuary of tranquility amid the chaos. The canvas of my emotions transformed into a painting of contrasts, blending the dark hues of struggle with the vibrant strokes of resilience. I became an artist, crafting my narrative with the palette of experience. The strokes of anxiety and depression were no longer chaotic splatters but intentional brushstrokes contributing to the masterpiece of my life. The journey was not without setbacks, for mental health is a dynamic landscape, ever-changing and unpredictable. Yet, armed with newfound knowledge and coping mechanisms, I faced each challenge with the unwavering spirit of a phoenix rising from the ashes. The flames of adversity tempered my resolve, molding me into a stronger, more resilient version of myself. In the symphony of my emotions, I discovered a harmonious balance, each note contributing to the melody of my existence. Anxiety and depression, once cacophonous dissonance, became integral parts of the composition, adding depth and nuance to the soundtrack of my life. As the sun began to pierce through the clouds of my struggles, I realized that growth was not a linear path but a cyclical journey of self-discovery. The scars of my battles became badges of honor, proof that I had weathered the storms and emerged stronger on the other side. In the tapestry of my existence, the threads of anxiety and depression were no longer frayed ends threatening to unravel the fabric. Instead, they were intricately woven into the fabric of my being, creating a mosaic that told the story of resilience, growth, and the transformative power of self-love.

If given the opportunity I would create a non-profit organization called "Art for All Hearts". It would be founded upon the belief that Art is a universal language that transcends barriers, a language that communicates emotions, ideas, and perspectives, allowing us to express ourselves in ways words often can't. The fundamental mission of "Art for All Hearts" would be to democratize the world of art and allow people from all walks of life to express themselves. However, I’m aware not everyone has access to the tools needed to engage in this form of expression. Some can't afford art supplies, while others may not have the opportunity to learn how to safely express themselves. That's where "Art for All Hearts" would step in, providing free art supplies and workshops virtually to those who otherwise wouldn't have access to them. These workshops would be led by experienced artists who are passionate about sharing their knowledge. They would cover a range of techniques and styles, from the basics of drawing to more advanced painting techniques. The goal would be to provide a comprehensive art education that caters to all skill levels. “Art For All Hearts” would provide a safe, inclusive space where people can explore their creativity, and release their worries. This non-profit organization would aim to promote the therapeutic benefits of art. Creating art can be a form of self-care, a way to process emotions and cope with stress, anxiety, and depression. This would lead to increased self-awareness, and improved mental health.

If given the opportunity I would create a non-profit organization called "Art for All Hearts". It would be founded upon the belief that Art is a universal language that transcends barriers. It's a language that communicates emotions, ideas, and perspectives, allowing us to express ourselves in ways words often can't. The fundamental mission of "Art for All Hearts" would be to democratize the world of art. It's a world that has the potential to be a great equalizer, a common ground where people from all walks of life can meet and express themselves. This non-profit would be the haven that allows self-expression and the idea that grants freedom to individuals who feel trapped. However, I’m aware not everyone has access to the tools needed to engage in this form of expression. Some people can't afford art supplies, while others may not have the opportunity to learn how to safely express themselves. That's where "Art for All Hearts" would step in, providing art supplies and workshops virtually and in-person to those who otherwise wouldn't have access to them. These workshops would be led by experienced artists who are passionate about sharing their knowledge. They would cover a range of techniques and styles, from the basics of drawing to more advanced painting techniques. The goal would be to provide a comprehensive art education that caters to all skill levels. “Art For All Hearts” would provide a safe, inclusive space where people can explore their creativity, learn new skills, and connect with others. By making art accessible to everyone, we'd be encouraging diverse voices to be heard. This would lead to a greater understanding and appreciation of different cultures and perspectives. This non-profit organization would aim to promote the therapeutic benefits of art. Creating art can be a form of self-care, a way to process emotions and cope with stress, anxiety, and depression. By promoting this aspect of art, I hope to contribute to the mental well-being of my community. This would lead to increased self-awareness, improved mental health, and stronger community bonds. In essence, "Art for All Hearts" would be more than just a non-profit. It would be a movement, a mission to make the world of art accessible to everyone and to harness its power to heal, connect, and empower. It's about expressing one's inner world, making sense of emotions, and connecting with others. Providing the tools and opportunities to engage in the art, "Art for All Hearts" would be helping people to tap into this powerful form of self-expression.

From the day I could walk I knew I wanted to help others, to make a difference in people's lives. My entire life I’ve seen people sick, from my paternal grandfather passing from diabetes to my maternal grandfather beating leukemia, and my aunt passing from metastatic breast cancer. I knew at a very young age I wanted to help people in terrible situations. At first, I didn’t know how, but one day in elementary school I went to my school nurse because my stomach hurt and I remember her telling me, that her job is to make me feel better. From that day forward I knew I wanted to do something in the medical field. Whether it’s to make people's last days comfortable or to save a life, I know this is what God has put me on this earth for. To make my dreams a reality I plan to attend a four-year university to receive a bachelor's degree in nursing. After I hope to return to graduate school to receive my master's and become a nurse practitioner or apply to medical school and become an emergency medicine doctor. Throughout my career, if there’s one effect I have on patients, I hope they know I will be their voice. I want my legacy to be a health care worker who put her blood, sweat, and tears into her career. To be a woman that cared about her patient's rights and well-being. I want my passion to shine through, and while I know it may not be easy, I want to always be remembered as a helping hand, someone who went down trying, the person who gave a 100% even when things got tough. In today's time I know many are not as fortunate as others and I hope to give back to the community that shaped me into who I am. I want to save lives and help those who have been turned away. I believe the medical field builds character, and as I continue to learn and grow I aspire to handle myself with grace and class and have a healthy balance between family, church, and work. I hope my perseverance, integrity, and professionalism, all allow me to make a difference one day. I know I can be a person to count on, the doctor that will sit with patients and slowly explain anything they would like to know. My mother once said kindness takes nothing and to be a health care worker is to be kind and understanding.

From the day I could walk I knew I wanted to help others, to make a difference in people's lives. My entire life I’ve seen people sick, from my paternal grandfather passing from diabetes to my maternal grandfather beating leukemia, and my aunt passing from metastatic breast cancer. I knew at a very young age I wanted to help people in terrible situations. At first, I didn’t know how, but one day in elementary school I went to my school nurse because my stomach hurt and I remember her telling me, that her job is to make me feel better. From that day forward I knew I wanted to be a nurse. Whether it’s to make people's last days comfortable or to save a life, I know this is what God has put me on this earth for. To make my dreams a reality I plan to attend a four-year university to receive a bachelor's degree in nursing. After I plan to return to graduate school to receive my master's and become a nurse practitioner. Throughout my career, I hope if there’s one effect I have on patients, I hope they know I truly care. I want my legacy to be a health care worker who put her blood, sweat, and tears into her career. I want my passion to shine through, and while I know it may not be easy, I want to be remembered as the nurse who never gave up, the nurse who went down trying, the nurse who gave a 100% even when things got tough. While I never had the opportunity to meet Mrs.Cindy Visser, I believe I can carry her legacy by showing each patient kindness and empathy. The way she handled herself with grace and class, she had a healthy balance between family, church, and work. Her perseverance, integrity, and professionalism, are all things as I grow I aspire to have. I know I can be a person to count on, the nurse that will sit with patients and slowly explain anything they would like to know. My mother once said kindness takes nothing and to be a nurse is to be kind and understanding.