When I was a little girl, I used to think, I was sure about what I wanted for my life. From small things to hugs scenarios, that certainty that I was devoted, made feel self determinate and secure about my decisions. For example, in elementary and primary school, I was part of the majority of clubs or extracurricular activities that my school offered. I was part of the government society and the music club. Even I tried sports, an experience that was really challenging due to some health issues. These experiences triggered on me a passion for exploring every face on me. Furthermore, these experiences and the constant support at home for every decision that I took for my life, made me realize that I could be a multifaceted person and be whatever I wanted. In other words, My life had no limit because the only person who could limit it, in fact was myself. This believe continued until my earlier years in high school because there I started to refine my taste. During those years I created a connection with all my classmates and I started to apply all my knowledge and skills to help them. I was totally involved with the student government and the music club because I wanted to create better spaces for my classmates and in general for my school , in Both, in a artistic and social way. Furthermore, I believed it that through them I could chan...
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...udies in a four year institution. I have been applying to different universities in Seattle,Washington. I think, my liberal thinking and my dreams to create a way to make people lives better are going to flourish in these research universities. I would like to continue my studies and to get more involved with the community. I would like to also start todo some volunteering with the United Nations during my summer vacations.
I really want to contribute to make peoples lives better. I want to also fight for justice and humanity as representing peoples needs because I consider the principles fundamentals. I know , that my pathway to reach United Nations is still to long but I want To continue it. I hope, during this pathway, I can find innovative and really meaningful ways in which I can help my community. I also want to make people lives better during this trip.
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