In eighth grade, my parents asked me if I would like to move to Arizona for a new job opportunity for my dad. Considering my love of the outdoors and the mountainous terrain of that region, my parents expected nothing but excitement and, if anything else, a slight bittersweet feeling for the friends that I would lose. However, I strongly refused to move away from my home in New Jersey not because of a love of my hometown or a fear of making new friends, but rather because the transition from one place to another would completely destroy that which matters most to me, the concept of a home...
For the past seven years, I have experienced the amazing opportunity of traveling to a camp in Maine where I live in a wooden cabin far away from society and can enjoy the outdoors for seven weeks. Over the years, it has become difficult to explain all the ways in which this place, known as Manitou, has influenced me, for it has truly been my second home...
I have always possessed a desire to benefit society, but it was only in recent years that I discovered an area of science that continuously piques my interest, the science of energy. During family ski vacations as a small child, my dad would often joke about how in a few decades the sport of skiing may cease to exist due to global warming...
For as long as I can remember, I have been obsessed with Ancient Egypt. When I was little, I tied together two rocking chairs and a cardboard box, piled in all of my books on Egypt, and called it the Egyptmobile. A friend and I dressed as reincarnated pharaohs and queens, mummified our Barbies, and acted out our favorite myths...
Maybe it started when I read Laura Ingalls Wilder’s books about her journey as a young girl from Wisconsin to various settlements in the western territories. Or maybe it has been the result of my 13 years at a school that introduced rigorous education for young women at a time when every other option was a finishing school...
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