The date “August 8” marked my transition to adulthood. This day shifted my entire life in a direction I never could have imagined. My entire high school plans were destroyed and my lifestyle needed to be completely readjusted.
I woke on August 8, 2012 to the sound of my mother crying on the phone repeatedly asking, in her broken English, "is he going to be okay?" and not being given an answer. My father was in the hospital after feeling sick at Menards. When my mother and I took a taxi to see him we found out this wasn 't just a flu or a bloody nose; we found out he had a stroke.
I will never forget the heartaching moment when my father was life flighted to the University of Michigan. My neighbors drove my family and I one hour to Ann Arbor, …show more content…
I did not realize how competitive my dream schools were until beginning my junior year. Now that I finally had access to transportation, I finally could be involved in my school and my community. I started volunteering for the local hospital to gain experience in my then-intended field of study, health. I tested numerous clubs the community had to offer. My entire life I’ve been interested in the stock market, so my friend and I started the Investment Club, where I shared my knowledge of the stock market with students, and held investing contests. After losing two years of high school involvement engendered by absence of transportation, I wanted to make sure no student would experience this by working with our principal to resurrect a discontinued mentoring system where seniors mentored freshmen both academically and extracurricularly. Most recently, I’ve been working with my high school and local community organizations to begin a grant committee focused on improving low-income students’ achievement opportunities by providing these students with resources to help their academics. My intentions were to harness my struggles and experiences to help students who are in similar
I woke on August 8, 2012 to the sound of my mother crying on the phone repeatedly asking, in her broken English, "is he going to be okay?" and not being given an answer. My father was in the hospital after feeling sick at Menards. When my mother and I took a taxi to see him we found out this wasn 't just a flu or a bloody nose; we found out he had a stroke.
I will never forget the heartaching moment when my father was life flighted to the University of Michigan. My neighbors drove my family and I one hour to Ann Arbor, …show more content…
I did not realize how competitive my dream schools were until beginning my junior year. Now that I finally had access to transportation, I finally could be involved in my school and my community. I started volunteering for the local hospital to gain experience in my then-intended field of study, health. I tested numerous clubs the community had to offer. My entire life I’ve been interested in the stock market, so my friend and I started the Investment Club, where I shared my knowledge of the stock market with students, and held investing contests. After losing two years of high school involvement engendered by absence of transportation, I wanted to make sure no student would experience this by working with our principal to resurrect a discontinued mentoring system where seniors mentored freshmen both academically and extracurricularly. Most recently, I’ve been working with my high school and local community organizations to begin a grant committee focused on improving low-income students’ achievement opportunities by providing these students with resources to help their academics. My intentions were to harness my struggles and experiences to help students who are in similar