My life and journey towards Cornell has been one characterized by struggle. Throughout my childhood, I was raised in two families which highly valued critical thinking and education. As such, I was always expected to ask “Why?” “Why?” was the question that could bring me an education. “Why?” could help me learn more about my surroundings and how I could improve them. I also asked that question when my mother and birth father divorced. I questioned why my father left and why my mom and I moved. What I realize now is that, without my parents divorcing, I could not have received the opportunities afforded to me. A few years after my mom got divorced, she remarried and I gained a man who I now call my dad. These two people always wanted …show more content…
In my junior year, I began spending more intimate time with my biological father’s family. During this time, I grew close to my grandfather. Right as our relationship was blossoming, he succumbed to leukemia and died eleven days before my birthday. This event challenged who I thought I was and questioned what was important to me. I struggled to recovery from his death but decided I would get an education in his honor. Life curveballed this desire when I moved to Maine. My family bought a farm which needed significant repair work. The repairs took almost four months to complete which delayed my schooling. My mother also had a stroke which left me with my duties on the farm and my responsibility to help her recover. Once my mom recovered enough that I could continue my schooling, I managed to enter my senior year of high school. This lead into the final stage of my journey to Cornell. During the fall of my senior year of high school, I sent out an application to Bates College for their undergraduate program in Biochemistry. For reasons unknown to me, they denied my application. I instead began my college career at Central Maine Community College. This lead to my eventual application as a transfer student to Cornell University. Events like these in my life helped shape my life. I am who I am because of the different events that connected the people around me. Who am I? I am
Tragedy marred my childhood, I witnessed my two baby brothers die as infants. My mother passed away when I was only 14 years old. And my father died three years later. However, my aunt orphaned us which helped my sister and I obtain an excellent education, which was unusual for women in
I realized that I wanted to succeed and not fall prey to circumstances and bad choices. My background, while adverse, provided me with the skills to nurture my abilities and make the best of difficult situations. I learned to push forward in times of upset or distress. Once I entered high school, I immediately hit the ground running and, for the first time, I made honor roll in my first term as a Freshman. At the end of my first year of high school, I earned no less than a B in all of my classes.
I was devastated to learn my last surviving grandfather had passed away and I had not been back in recent years to see him. After his death, I found my calling to go back and help my fellow
Disappointment can come with your biggest success or legacy. As for me it had to come at the wrong time. I am a true dedicated wrestler and have great vibes when it comes to the mat. I have had my biggest upsets and my achievements, and to be in that situation is unbearable. My junior year I was ranked no.2 all year, and for that it gave me pride to do my best and outwork everybody.
My decisions have shaped me to who I am today, a 17 year old teenage girl wanting to create a future for herself. A future involving what I love: forensics, biology, and psychology. My passion for science has been there ever since I was young and in elementary school. I’m a curious girl, always looking things up wanting to know just so I know why things do the things they do.
Imagine announcing a weather report for the fiercest blizzard of all time. Now imagine waiting under grey skies and icy winds for a bus that 's purpose is to drive you through it. It was a cloudy day in Boston and I was waiting for a ride home. All methods of public transportation were delayed. I 've always disliked having to take the metro and longed for the day I could drive myself, not having to depend on anyone.
I was born in Cochin, a city in Kerala and just when I turned 2 months old, I went to Dubai with my mom and elder sister to stay with my dad. So I wasn 't born in Dubai but I had spent the last 20 years of my life in that country. I had witnessed Dubai growing through the years and Dubai had also helped me to become the individual that I am today. Dubai had started with very few resources and more of desert regions which made it very difficult to make a living.
I was so excited for the opportunity to go to college because my father didn’t believe in higher education for woman. My head was filled with so many questions, I was so eager to meet someone for answers. I dropped my kids off to school and daycare and took the train to Brooklyn and walked into the campus village. I signed lots of papers and returned 2 days later took a few tests, met an adviser and was set to start college the following week.
Looking back, I recall that I was accepted to go to a mortuary science program in Boston to be a mortician upon graduation. With enthusiasm, I was planning to take the train to school. Believe me, I worked with the guidance counselor and thought, and this was my plan. Sadly, I remember the day my father told me that they could not afford to send me to Boston and instead, they wanted me to attend a local community college first to take classes, and they would help me in the next couple years. Thinking back, I was crushed; I expected to be able to attend the college of choice for my friends.
My life has been full of adversity. At the age, of 10, I lost my beloved brother Tim to cancer and I watched him suffer, cry, and fight for his life until he finally passed away. I went through years of not understanding why this happened to me. Confusion took over my life and I did not know how to move on from this tragedy. I was just a little boy, who experienced a devastating loss on March 19th, 2008.
My Junior Year Born and raised in Mississippi, I grew up playing tennis when my father introduced the sport to me at age four. It was a slow process in the beginning while I played several other sports including basketball, soccer, and swimming. At some point, I chose to give up the other activities to put all of my focus on one sport: the sport I enjoyed the most, tennis. I played around the city with everyone up until my junior year, when I realized my resources in Mississippi were limited compared to other people living in different states. I elected to give up my life, friends, and family to jump out of my comfort zone and see if I could reach my full potential at a tennis academy called Randy Pate Tennis Academy in Winston-Salem, North
I grew up in Green Bay as the eldest of three girls. The pioneer of my siblings, I often faced life ignorant, forced to learn and explore with an open-mind. And while such objectivity strengthened my ability to think and question the world around me, it also hindered my confidence and I became very introverted. Surrounded by affable girls, for a long time I thought it impossible to be both my true self and successful. I thought I was lacking some trait that was keeping me from normality.
I’m not a talented person, but I try my best to do everything and never give up. My English skills is not very well, as a result, I get into trouble in the first year I come to America. In school, I spent much more time in studying than many student in my class but I still got terrible grades since it is really difficult for me to memorize things I do not understand, and on the end of the first year, my name was placed on academic probation because my GPA was lower than 2.0. In my daily life, I had to learn many things I never did at home before I come here. Changing money paper, installing Internet, Fixing bicycle, cooking, and even how to clean a cat’s shit, I was at a loss when I first did these things, but after one year, I did everything
It was at this time that I noticed family is all that I needed and truthfully speaking all I had. All the times I would angrily talk back to my parents and blame them for the life we live they would consistently respond with “you’ll thank us both one day”. I didn 't notice it at the time but they were right. My eyes were finally opened shortly after and I was able to see the purpose in my parents actions.
Grandmother died from cancer when I was four, grandfather died when I was ten from a massive heart attack. My sister died in a tragic downing, she was two I was six. This also has helped me understand life is short and important. I feel as though I am a survivor, and will never give up on my goals and