Aortic Dissection: How My Family Changed My Life

I realize that there have been many things that have influenced my growth as an individual. However, because I am so often drawn to ideas in math and science, I’d have to conclude that these two fields of study pose the most compelling as far as personal development. My interest in these fields have impacted who I am today. As a younger student I did not really care much about school. In fact, my second grade teacher pronounced me a failure, but my parents believed in my strengths, and gradually school turned a corner for me. By the end of my sophomore year I had begun watching lectures of theoretical physics, and deep space astronomy from the World Science Festival. I went into my Junior year very ambitious and self motivated! My cumulative GPA within

After several weeks of my Grandmother passing, I came to realize she wasn’t coming back. The feeling of shock had left and now I felt intense amount of emotional suffering. The continuous feeling of pain and unanswered questions lingered about in my mind. I began to wonder how it could have happened and what people could have done differently. At this time, my whole family was grieving over the loss as well.

I had no idea what to think. Plane crashes only happened in TV shows where the characters landed more or less safely on some sort of magical, deserted island. This shocked my simple, easy-going 9-year-old world and was quite frightening for me. I thought that this would just be a strange anomaly, but it was not. A year later, I lost another friend, a boy who could have gone on to be the next Messi, died unexpectedly to a malicious cancer. Two years after that, another childhood friend to a swimming accident. All of these were accidents, horrible tragedies that occurred to young kids just as healthy and normal as I was. Nothing about these boys gave any hint to their tragedies that would cut their lives short, yet in almost the blink of an eye, their lives were. This made the idea of death very real to me. Before them, the only death’s I had really known were that of my great-grandparents. However, in this case, my great-grandparents’ deaths were expected, while those three boys’ were not. While death had become more of a reality to me, it still did not come across as something that could really affect me, but more of just a fear hidden somewhere in the back of my head. Come my 8th grade year in middle school, however, all of this would

When I turned 11-years-old my whole childhood began to change my life went from being perfect to everything but perfect. One day I came home to hear the news my father, my best friend; my hero was diagnosed with stage 3 colon cancer. Not knowing the struggle my family was about to take on I just began to cry. I had a million things running through my head what’s going to happen? Will everything be okay? Why him? What is going to happen? With all these things rushing through my head all I could do was cry not knowing this was least worse to come.

As long I can remember, my parents believed education was key to everything great in life. I grew up in a small town in Girgi, Ethiopian. My father was the only electrician in the neighborhood. He was the person that everyone would come to when they needed any electronic devices to be fixed. It was very exciting when someone brings there broken divice to our house. I vividly remember many nights that we spend fixing up TV’s, VHS and DVD players. I used to think that it was very interesting looking at the circuit boards wondering what any of the colorful doted do, and how can makes up to a TV or radio. Thus, when the time comes to choose a major that I wanted pursue, it was an easy decision for me. The first time that I had the chance to learn about it was my first two months of college in Ethiopia, but it was short lived because my family had the opportunity to come to America for a better life.

I will not dream about success I’ll always work for it. As the only child in the family I knew that I have a massive responsibility on my shoulders. My parents knew the value of education and they sent me to one of the prestigious colleges in the country. From a youthful age my heart was in the Science and Technology field. Constantly back in my primary schooling age I have reminded my mother “mother, I want be a scientist someday”. Whenever I found a chance to explore electrical equipments like toy cars I didn’t hesitate. However as I became more matured and started to grasp the concepts of mathematics hence my ambition of becoming a scientist took a turn towards engineering. On the other hand I believe my father also made a high impact on me to

But, I had a sort of thirst for it. A yearning. An aching. I began to read anything I could find on the topics that I wanted to understand. One thing was missing. A teacher. I turned to my Dad, being a former student of Purdue University and a Wyotech graduate, and looked to him for help in my struggle to obtain the knowledge and tools to continue unlocking my imagination. He told me time and time again that he had already given me everything that he could but I continued to feel a deep sense of dissatisfaction. For me, my dreams and world filled with wonders was now behind a thick sheet of glass. At times my motivation wavered, my grades struggled, my world of wonders became clouded and gloomy. But each and every time I begin to shake and stumble, I cling to the one phrase that remained constant and unwavering through it all. “Justification for higher education.” It echoed through my life. Now I’m in the final years of my high school career, looking through the sheet of glass keeping me from my world of wonders, muttering to myself the one phrase that holds the keys to my dreams. The keys to my world filled with

My goal was to become a biomedical engineer in drug development so I could help children with rare blood disorders like my brother. I had earned a full scholarship and was able maintain higher than a 4.0 GPA in high school so I was confident I could do the same in the College of Engineering. Going through my first and second year I quickly realized the STEM courses were very challenging and realized that their was a huge gab in education that I received from the public schools I attended. It was also very challenging being the only minority in many of my classes and having to work while in school. Even though these things were true, so what. I had to continue to let my strong work ethic and grit shine through and find balance and community (diverstiy). I spent countless hours at the Think Tank Tutoring Center, and in my professors office hours. I was determined to perform better and thing eventually started to improve. I participated in Student Medical and Dental Enrichment Program (SMDEP), performed research, earned two publications, and I even found community through various clubs. As things began to get better, my father had a heart attacked and needed to have to triple bypass surgery immediately. I decided to help assist him in his recovery process. This period in my life was valuable because I was forced to learn how to balance different things in my life; as a physician I understand

Computers and technology have played an important role in my life (in both amazing ways, and in lesser ways). Ever since I was a kid and played my first video game, I have had a great interest in technology and the many things that could be done by them. Although at the time it seemed like “magic” to me, as I grew up and I started learning about the components, I realized that it wasn't "magic", it was amazing . Now that I’m older, my mind is clearer when it comes to knowing that I want technology to stick with me and I want to play a role in doing wondrous things with it. Currently, I’m still trying to conclude on what exactly I’d like to work with, and surely, with the opportunities that the Engineering Honors have to offer, I feel as though I will know what I'm meant to do.

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In my house I told my parents that I might want to major in Engineering or Business or Philosophy. They cheered me on throughout my decision and would support me in the end. But the source, my teachers and parents always indoctrinated me with “You can be whoever you want to” or “Shoot for the stars”, this lead to a mental image of a future made out of marble, I was the sculpture, I held the chisel. But what I didn’t realize until I got to college, many people weren’t the sculptor and almost no one, to hold the chisel. My ethnocentric view was challenged and changed the first day with a short conversation with an international student from Taiwan, who came to study Industrial Design. We’ll call him ‘Andy’, Andy challenged me when I asked him a simple question “What do you want to major in?” to which I got back a ground shaking response. His response detailed how Andy’s parents took control not only what classes he would have to take throughout middle school and even into college, Andy didn’t hold the chisel. This idea of not holding the chisel, shakes the foundation of my views but

At the age of 14, both of my parents were pronounced dead. One because of exsanguination, the other inability to feel their mate dying. Leaving little old me orphaned and a little sister to take care of.

My family struggled financially, with one income for five people, and an with a education that was practically useless, my father went to school and starting studying petroleum engineering. It broke my heart to see my father starting all over, just so he could support his family, which lead me to vow to myself that I would make him proud, and not let his sacfriced end in vain. My father stresses the importance of education, and while I did struggle with my grades, i noticed my strengths and weaknesses at a young age. My favorite subject growing up was Science, more specifically biology. I loved studying about life, which made me recognize my passion for studying the human body. In High School my favorite unit in biology was learning about the human body. I memorized all the hormones and every body system, and when it came to test my abilities, I would write down the answers

I have literally known what I want to be since I was a toddler. Of course, as a three-year old putting together Legos, I could not have verbalized that I want to be a mechanical engineer. However, it was at that time that I began to develop and use the skills that I will need for my desired career. I began to consider how parts went together and the different components necessary to build and sustain various systems. Part of the inspiration was the simple fun that I had while putting together these small toys, but part of my inspiration was my father. He was a maintenance turn-around coordinator at an oil refinery, which led to my own desire to work as a mechanical engineer in a refinery one day. As I grew older, my interest in mechanical engineering remained constant, though I expanded my interest beyond the oil refineries. In fact, after attending a pre-college program, Jackling Introduction to Engineering, offered by Missouri Science and Technology in Rolla, Missouri in the summer of 2011, I realized that engineering was the perfect way to exercise my curiosity and inventiveness in a constructive and productive manner.

My whole life I have always wanted to become a successful engineer, and graduate from the University of Cincinnati. Some of my goals in life are to go to the University of Cincinnati. Another one of my goals is to become some type of engineer. But as of right now I would like to be a aerospace engineer. To be honest I really don’t know what influenced me to want to become and engineer. But something about engineering always appealed to me for some reason. But lately my engineering teacher has had a positive impact on me and is really making me like engineering and the overall field. So I guess that Mr. Smith has influenced me into being an engineer. My plan b is to be an engineer too. But this type of engineering would just be easier to