Rutgers University Scholarship Essay

My father is going to retire in some years and my mother is a house wife. They both have invested in their house heavily therefore these reasons might affect my family’s ability to fund my college tuition.

I believe that my scholarship, citizenship, character, and willingness to serve and lead will be a great addition to the NJHS. When completing work, I am able to finish it diligently and efficiently. Whether it be volunteering at a race for wounded veterans, or doing classwork, I do it to the best of my ability. I would like to gain service experience through the NJHS. In the leadership aspect, I have knowledge from workshops. I am able to be a leader without being controlling in small and large group activities. When working individually I am able to keep my self-control, with a teacher around or not. This includes acting in a respectful manor towards teachers and students. I treat all of my peers with kindness, respect

Througout my academic career, I have learned as much about myself as I have learned in school, whether it be from high school, to community college, and my journey that lead me to Arizona State University. I can honestly say as my parents did, that I wish I would’ve tried harder in high school. I scraped by taking the easiest classes possible and choosing to take the easy way out. Looking at my transcript makes me cringe, because I know that I am capable of so much more. I wish that I would’ve taken the honor classes and tried so that I would’ve been able to apply to a college other than a community college. My time at Mohave Community College was a significant improvement from my experience in high school. Not only did I graduate with near honors (3.49), I had made the Dean’s list and Honors List for three out of my four semesters, the first time this had happened since middle school. I had never felt more motivated and focused in my life. I was taking 16 credits and prospering and had a balance of work, school, and a social life. I had never felt more proud of my self in my life. As I sit here and write this paper, I question my time here at ASU as I try to plan the nex chapter of my life. I wonder where I am supposed to go and what I am supposed to do.School for the first time had become a priority, however, it began to consume my life. I would spend hours and hours on end doing homework and studying, and although there seems to be nothing wrong with this, I wouldn’t go

During my career at SUNY Orange, I have grown by leaps and bounds. I have mastered my short comings, earned a 3.5 GPA, made the Dean’s list three semesters and running, earned the Peter Albergani Inspirational Scholarship, and I was selected to attend the Exploring Transfer Program at Vassar College. SUNY Orange has opened many doors for me, doors I did not even know existed. I was not sure that I wanted to attempt to get my Bachelor’s degree, seeing as just getting my Associates degree was more than I ever imagined I would accomplish. That all changed when I was given the opportunity to experience what it would be like to attempt learning at a four year institution.

In 2010, at age 19, I was accepted into Moody Bible Institute. The time I spent there changed my life. Although I did not graduate from the undergraduate program I was enrolled in, the semesters I spent there shaped who I am as a person, a Christian, and a student. The day I received my acceptance email was filled with mixed emotions. I had planned to go to the school’s campus in Chicago, IL. The email revealed that there was no room for me there, but I was accepted to the secondary campus in Spokane, WA. I was disappointed and wondered if this meant I should not go at all. However, I did a great deal of praying and talking to advisors and eventually decided to go. The years I spend there were some of the best and hardest years of my life. I discovered my academic

Ever since I was a young kid I have always been interested in movies. My grandma, who was full of the wise the life experience left, always knew about my interest in movies. She feed my vain for the art. Even though her religion, she professed Adventist of seven-day religion, didn't let her go to the cinema, she always found the way to took me to the cinema. She and I enjoyed watch movies. We used to sit in the darkness room, with our faces illuminated from the reflection of the light which rebooted from the screen, both absorbs in the plot of the movie which made us laughed or cried. After the movie, while we went back to her home, she started to talk about the movie. She had a particular point of view where the main story

“You got into UCLA! How? When? Why?” The path to attend my dream university peaked when I was admitted to UCLA. This quote, however, was only a minimal representation of what my four years of high school were actually like. There were many external negative forces that would hinder my ability to succeed. These external forces led to many of my negative internal forces. Alongside the institutional barriers and bureaucratic obstacles, I reached a point where I did not want to make my dream a reality. Nevertheless, I had much more positive external forces that I believe allowed me to prosper and attain my goal.

Seeking a well-fitting school for higher education is a multi-faceted endeavor. I have made lamentable mistakes at the beginning my collegiate career; but now I know that I am back on track to achieve my aspirations. Through all of the experiences I have detailed above, I realize that obtaining a robust education and fostering strong bonds with my classmates at a fine institution that will propel me forward. While my mosaic is not yet completed, I am begin to the form it will take. My perseverance hard work and passion will never subside; all I need is a chance to prove

On March 31st, this year, I received my acceptance letter from Berklee College of Music, one of the world’s best contemporary music schools. I was passionate about music since the age of nine, and this passion drove me towards pursuing a career in music. Despite of my family’s urge for me to take the American standardized tests, so that I could apply to universities all across the United States, I remained true to my conviction of applying only to a music school. Thus, my options were few in number. But a (insert metaphor here) of relief struck me when I received my acceptance letter from Berklee. However, looking at the price tag of attending Berklee, I began facing conflict within myself and with my family about attending. Finally, after a lot of thought, I decided not to attend the renowned music school in Boston. My decision to not attend Berklee was a huge set back, but had many advantages and opened doors to many more opportunities.

During the college application process, as I was visiting schools, I was beginning to lose hope. I must have visited over 20 colleges before Ramapo and after leaving each one it left me with a pit in my stomach. Something was missing in each college. However, the moment I stepped foot on Ramapo’s campus, I felt at home. During the campus visit, I never once saw someone lonely. Each student acknowledged one another with warm hellos and smiles. It was peaceful to see how all the students knew each other by name. Today, I absolutely feel like a valued member of the Ramapo community. I realized that the school’s I had visited before Ramapo were not ideal because I felt lost. The campuses were too big and I knew that I would have never created strong

“I wasn’t accepted?” I wondered out aloud as I opened the letter from my dream school. I thought I had everything I needed to reach the goal that I had set years ago. As I normally do, I began overthinking the situation and immediately had many questions. “Will a different college accept me?”, “Did I not accomplish enough in high school?”, “Were my SAT scores not high enough for their standards?” Everything felt open ended and clearly there was no one to get the answers from. The feeling of frustration grew quickly as I tried to figure out where or what went wrong. I began questioning everything. I know that I worked just as hard as everyone else, but the results were short of my goal. One question was at the top of my mind, should top

“Herminia!!” I hear Mama’s voice call from the kitchen. I groan and push myself out of my tiny, yet comfortable bed. “Herminia!” She calls again. “I’m up!!” I yell back. I know mama is just nervous as I am. I’ve been anticipating college for the last few years. While others were out there getting drunk, wasting their time and jeopardizing their futures, I dedicated all my time studying and preparing myself for this day. Mama and papa were thrilled in the day we received my acceptance letter from Boston University, I was very proud of myself, to be honest. All that hard work had finally paid off. They’ve always wanted me to study in the United States, so I could get a good job in there, since our life conditions here in Mexico were not so good.

It was December 16, 2017, the day has finally come, when I saw the UW-Madison letter in the mail. My hands were shaking; I was trembling; tearing the paper, to see the final decision on whether my dream college accepted me. I was extremely nervous, I couldn’t bear to look at the disappointment, I thought I would receive. I passed this important paper to my mother, as I waited anxiously, as she was reading. All I heard was screaming, tears of joy and the definition of success that I always wanted: to make my mother proud. “It is my pleasure to offer you admission as a pre-nursing student.” I was shocked, filled with excitement and happiness, as I will be the first in my family to attend college.

But, it was Belmont that made me feel more at home than I was in my own childhood house. It was during President Fisher’s speech at preview day that I had uncontrollable tears welling in my eyes because I had never felt so sure of something in my life. I knew that as a first generation college student, I wanted to be proud of the school that I choose and there hasn’t been a week since preview day that I haven’t worn my Belmont sweatshirt. I know that I would thrive in Belmont University as my most authentic self and inspire those around me to do the same. I am someone that will never do anything less than succeed. That is why I am confident that not only Belmont University is the perfect fit for me, but that I am the perfect fit for Belmont

Somewhere around the fifth of December is when I completed my admissions application for ECU. Even when I was in middle school I always knew that I wanted to attend East Carolina University and be a pirate. The morning of December 17th as I walked back from my mailbox with tears streaming down my face I recieved the letter that offered me admissions to my dream college. This was the day that marked the huge transition that I was about to make. I was not the person that thought “I am so ready to go to college and get away from my parents” because I have always been considered as a