Diversity, life, and the ability to do a cartwheel are some of the aspects of myself that I will contribute to FASP as a future scholar. Let's go in order. Diversity has become widespread where almost no one is a purebred - except me. Both my parents were born in Lebanon and are both full, pure Lebanese which (if we do the math) means I am also. In having parents that are the prideful Lebo's they are each child knows the traditional step line dance – dabke - and speak fluent Arabic. Among other things, I hope to also wear the hijab as a freshman in college just to spark a change within myself and within those around me. FASP will definitely impact me in the same way I will impact them because everybody is different. One scholar could be Italian, another Australian. Their way of life, their ethics, their opinions will ultimately shape me to be a better-rounded person and open the door for a diverse way of thinking.
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Especially for someone who has never been a part of a cheer team, gymnastics, or regular exercise in general. I grew up within a family apprehensive towards the outside world and in my younger years, stayed inside most of the time. This sheltered environment resulted in me never learning how to do a proper cartwheel. Within the harsh and cliquey elementary school community, being able to cartwheel was what defined "coolness" and if you were the most flexible, you had the most friends. So I was a loner. But as middle school approached, I refused to remain a loner despite the fact no one cared if you could do a cartwheel anymore. So I practiced in my front yard, in my back yard, in my living room, Walmart anywhere really until I had a semi-cartwheel going for me. Come freshman year, I tried out for the volleyball team - made B team nonetheless - and did cartwheels in the gym after practice. After years of loneliness and discrimination, I mastered the cartwheel and conquered what I could not
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Especially for someone who has never been a part of a cheer team, gymnastics, or regular exercise in general. I grew up within a family apprehensive towards the outside world and in my younger years, stayed inside most of the time. This sheltered environment resulted in me never learning how to do a proper cartwheel. Within the harsh and cliquey elementary school community, being able to cartwheel was what defined "coolness" and if you were the most flexible, you had the most friends. So I was a loner. But as middle school approached, I refused to remain a loner despite the fact no one cared if you could do a cartwheel anymore. So I practiced in my front yard, in my back yard, in my living room, Walmart anywhere really until I had a semi-cartwheel going for me. Come freshman year, I tried out for the volleyball team - made B team nonetheless - and did cartwheels in the gym after practice. After years of loneliness and discrimination, I mastered the cartwheel and conquered what I could not