The Best Out Of His Life

Uncle Mike was a graduate; he was two courses away from a master’s degree. He went into the military as infantry. In high school he was outgoing and popular. He was always trying to go out of his way to help someone in need. In his teenage years he was a paperboy, worked in the press and graveyard. Uncle Mike was hard working, he also did side jobs for money such as, babysitting, washing cars, and cutting

My mother worked four jobs at once to make financial ends meet, while always stressing the importance of education and financial independence to my brother and myself. My grandmother only achieved a second grade education due to the financial constraints on her family at a young age, but still in the end managed to make certain that of her children and grandchildren had what was needed to flourish and become successful, educated members of the community. The tenacity and history of these two women I still carry with me today. Their struggles have inspired to me to only want more from life, but also serve as a positive role model for the younger members of my community. I observed from other family members how an education can open a multitude of doors and opportunities. I want to make the biggest and most significant on my community and on my family as possible, and the only foreseeable path is to achieve a college education to gain the necessary skills, knowledge and connections needed to flourish and implement positive

worked at a paper mill as a supervisor, managing 6 people. Although he worked as a journeyman

for instance, he only went to the university where his hometown was, no Harvard, no extra school no nothing just brains and willpower. for instance, the university he went to to get his BS institution was Indiana university in 1917. he got into Cornell university in which was a bit difficult but he eventually got his Ph. D

Throughout my upbringing, college was always on my mind. Even though my grandma was well into her career and was

My hero, Kurt Swaton, he inspires me to give it my best and good things will happen to those who do their best. Kurt is not just a great runner or a great student, but he is a great person too, Kurt is an outstanding brother to me and a excellent friend to all of the people he knows. I can just see kurt at the start line of the regionals race, down in Indiana right before the gun goes off, you get that feeling that all the hard work and all the miles he has put into this race will pay off today and great things will

Generally, it was not easy to compare my and Mike’s educational journeys because we were born and educated in absolutely different ways. I always had a serious attitude to education and was completely focused, but Mike did not do this at all. However, Mike had

My grandparents did not have the opportunity to attend college. In fact, I learned that both of my grandfathers did not even complete high school since they were needed to help on the farm with their fathers. My mother and father were the first to leave home and attend college, with my father pursing a business degree and my mother an education degree.

From birth we are conditioned to strive for success. We hear stories of people who turned themselves into Wall Street wonders or self made millionaires. My story proves the road from riches to rags is just as, if not more so, character-changing than the one from rags to riches. My father was one of these “success” stories. He was fascinated by the idea of rags to riches ever since he was kid. This became the drive of his life that would foretell my family’s future. My sister and I were the youngest with two older brothers, so by this time my father had achieved his dream: a big house, a successful career as a doctor, and money was never an issue. Around the year 2000, my father developed tremors. Being an ER physician, this deemed him incapable to work. It was not long before the stress to maintain a luxurious lifestyle got the best of him. The following years would consist of periodic house visits from the local authorities. These were due to my father's alcoholism and outrageous parental arguments.

In the 19th century someone quoted that, “Money doesn’t grow on trees.” Whoever this person was; He or she was very wise. In 2013, I was going to college for culinary, but decided that it was not for me. Finishing my second quarter, my dad asks me if I wanted to go work with him in North Dakota. Without second guessing it, I told him “Yes.” I had not lived with my dad in six years. Do not get me wrong, he came around once in a while whenever he could, but I didn’t know my dad very well. Moving to North Dakota changed the way I looked at life and has helped guide me to learn my true worth.

The two people I chose are Bobbi Brown, by Didi, and Eugene Schueller, by Mackenzie. I chose Eugene Schueller because he is the founder of a business that my mom loves and the story of how the business came to be was very inspiring, I also chose Bobbi Brown because I love her makeup products. I think that both entrepreneurs have very inspiring stories behind the creation of their brands. What stood out to me about Eugene Schueller was that he started off as a chemist and when he discovered the formula for hair dyes and makeup in school he began to invent many different formulas and dyes in his kitchen and had branched off since then. He started by selling to local salons and years later when others all over started to hear about his products

Life challenges us and we, intuitively, will try to make decisions facing the obstacles in the least possible burden. After completing my associate degree as an honor student at Houston Community College in May 2014, my family took priority over my studies and I had to work full time instead of going to school. After my father was diagnosed with arteriosclerosis I started working full time as research assistants in a biochemistry lab at Rice University and attending graduate level courses till fall 2015.

Twenty-four years ago, my dad boarded a one-way flight to the U.S. He was coming to a new country filled with vocational opportunities his homeland could not provide. He was not limited by his place of birth or the reality that no one else in his family had ever left their village. He trusted his gut and took a leap of faith. A year later he called for my mother and I to join him in the U.S. and we left our life in Kenya and my future was ultimately changed. Throughout my life, I have been keenly aware that had my father limited himself to only opportunities that he could see, I would have never even been able to consider opportunities such as the UNC Medical Center Administrative Fellowship.

Growing up in a family in which both my parents had master's degrees, it was naturally expected that I would go to college, and for both my own benefit as well as pleasing my parents, I chose to pursue so-called "higher education". Stepping up to this "higher" plateau is no small matter, however.

Without the support of my father and the drastic change in my life, I understood that the only way to improve my quality of life was to study and find the passion to which I was going to dedicate the rest of my life. After careful thought, I decided to move to the United States. Leaving my family, I came to this country in search of knowledge, contacts and “greater opportunities”. During these years, I have been confronted with many obstacles, but I have been able to resolve them thanks in part to my dedication. When it comes to achieving my goals, I find it in myself to push myself until that goal it met. I consider that there is no lack of opportunities for someone that believes in their capabilities and is aware that nothing comes without sacrifice, meaning that hard work and dedication are required in order to achieve goals.