What’s your elevator pitch?
What excites me about my life is breaking down expectations. I like to observe and learn by osmosis. Sometimes that leads to interesting insights and ideas, and that’s what I’d like to share with the world.
I grew up as the middle child in a family with 3 daughters. As such, my life’s been full of a lot of push and pull between my older and younger sisters. Maybe what I know most about is tolerance.
I want to surprise myself in challenging the unchallenged. I want to bring people along on my journey so they can see through my eyes too. I want to challenge others to break barriers and expectations to surprise themselves.
What’s one thing you’re proud of?
It’s 8th grade. Mr. Galvin calls me to his desk. He points to a place on a page and waits for me to realize what it means.
A moment of disbelief and I look at him and he looks at me and smiles. I don’t even think we said anything to each other. Maybe I hugged him before going back to my seat.
This might not be a big deal to a lot of people, but I remember the day that I found out that I was accepted into my high school. It’s one of those magnet schools with an exam. I had taken the exam for a different school a few years before that and didn’t get in. But this time I took the exam and I got in!
What do people thank you for?
In the last year, I’ve put time into helping younger players in my ultimate teams. It’s a sport that I really believe in, and have been playing for 15 years.
It’s a community. It’s a passion. It’s a competition. It’s all of those things.
What makes me angry about the world?
This is an interesting one. I don’t want to be angry, but I do get angry or frustrated sometimes when others are taken advantage of.
I get mad when people aren’t treated fairly, or when it seems that the system is so heavily in favor of one group above the others.
Sometimes I don’t know what to do with these feelings. I know that in my life I don’t want to let any real or perceived barriers keep me from doing what I want to do.
One thing that frustrates me to no end is the way that academia is structured. There are so many issues with how it functions, that I don’t know if I want to even try to get into the industry. There are a lot of reasons why I don’t care to get into academia, but I’m a believer in you can’t change a system from outside of it. So that’s my dilemma.
My story wouldn’t really be my story if I didn’t also mention my parents’ stories.
In a way, all children of immigrants have a similar story. Our parents gave up something to start their lives in a new place, often without knowledge of the language there and with no job prospects. They may have worked long hours, or several jobs, so that we could attend a good school or go to college.