1 1 1 2 1 1 2 1 1 1 1 1 2 2 1 "A five-year-old could tell you what the next line is," my teacher said, offering us a hint to solve this seemingly difficult math problem. Maybe we thought he was joking or maybe we were too stubborn to believe him, but along with my peers, I continued my complex mathematical approach to the problem. Seeing numbers in the diagram, I assumed math should be involved. Additionally, because everyone was deeply concentrating to find the solution, I thought it would be a...

I came a long way before deciding to study philosophy in college. I grew up with curiosity always at the back of mind. At an early age, despite all that I was taught, I still heard many "I told you so's" from my mom when I insisted on testing my fingers on a hot pot of soup. But my curious state is not just a child's inquisitive nature. I am more curious now than I ever was. I love to...

Coming to the U.S. at nine years old and not speak a word of English, I still believe my first day at an American school is by far the most frightening and lonely day. I grew frustrated with every word that I did not comprehend from my teachers and classmates. Worst, each time I got lost in the maze of English words, I thought about being in the third grade; I was held back two grades because I did...

I had a change of heart the summer before my senior year when I attended the LEDA Scholars Program at Princeton University. Always overly prepared, I had decided my college list before the summer began. Although I knew about Brown before LEDA, I thought it was too far from home....