Yes, I am my parent’s child, I am also the first generation in college, and with this life that they created I am determined to make more than just a simple existence of it. Being granted the Gilman scholarship to study abroad at the American University of Rome in Rome, Italy would be extremely influential to my life. The main impression would entail actually experiencing a first class seat in a world unknown to me. I’m not afraid because it will be more than just a two-hour film in the theaters, more than just picture in a magazine or the music I adore. I will be living the first of my ultimate experiences that will no longer be a dream. Developing my Italian business etiquette, cross cultural communication, vital manners with the people of Italy, and challenging my academic learning process, which would prepare me for my future in grad...
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...story, of course in the world, but more so in focus for the history of my family, our first generation in college. The Gilman Scholarship will permit me to live a life that neither my family nor I would be able to financially afford. I want to live this dream vividly; every second of the air that I breathe in Italy will be forever instilled in the memory of my ambition. I want to look back years from now and say, “yes!”, I am here successful in various ways because of Gilman. I want to do this not only for my advancement, and but to gift my parents with the reality that their goal is being achieved. I want to be the living proof of what happens when you take the initiative and conquer all obstacles that arise from the mist. Even if my duration in Italy is temporary the effects of it will surely be forever, and nothing can interrupt the memory of my experience.
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