All Within One Lens A compilation of all of my childhood videos. Filled with laughter, vintage clips, and a sense of belonging. Behind the camera, my Father. A man I once trusted with my falls, but now I trust him unsteadily. An array of different clips, maybe my first steps, some at the lake fishing for catfish, a basketball game or a family dinner/birthday party. The camera inches in at the candles blown. A clip for each year. Fast forward fourteen years, the camera follows a home covered in vines and holiday lights. Not white, not rainbow, but navy blue lights to represent the Jewish holiday. In the window, a family gathered by a tree. Two parents, and four children on a humble couch beside the fireplace. An emphasis on the stark contrast of the dull brick and the engaging light from the fire. The tall figure that is my Father presents (me) the main character a wrapped present. As I shred open the box, I open the most important thing to me that still precedes to this day. I didn’t know this would be the last time my family would be together and happy at the same time. Inside the box, a heap of metal, plastic and electronics. I know we’re told that “friends can’t be bought,” but disregarding this advice, I received my first film camera freshman year: a classic 35mm canon ae-1. It has become a reliable friend to aid me in capturing memories and provoking change. Having the tangible evidence of my vision by having film negatives has awakened my love for the creative process. Growing up in a small town as one of the few openly gay kids was a challenge that tested both my resilience and my identity. Prejudices often met me before people even had a chance to speak to me. I became all too familiar with slurs, hate-filled comments, and the feeling of being an outsider. Presenting masculinely and being the only girl to wear a suit to prom were just some of the ways I stood out, which, for many, made me an easy target. Yet, despite the backlash from both my school and the broader community, I’ve never regretted embracing my true self. Over time, I’ve come to understand that my identity, though often misunderstood, is a source of strength and pride. It is this strength that has fueled my desire to give back to my community and help others find their voice. One of the most rewarding ways I’ve given back is by sharing my passion for photography. As a creative outlet, photography has been a means for me to not only document my world but to preserve stories—stories that are often overlooked. In founding my school’s photography club, I’ve created a space where my peers can explore their own creative potential and feel empowered to share their voices. Accessibility to camera equipment is the hardest part of photography, so I have gathered over 10 cameras for my club members to utilize. I am also my student body’s photographer, shooting film instead of digital so we are able to keep our physical negatives forever instead of losing them in an endless digital hub. To further my creative path, last summer I enrolled in a dark room photography class at Art Center college of Pasadena, in a state of the art facility being trained by a college professor. I drove an hour each way in the summer every Saturday to take this class. Although I knew how to shoot film, I was now in the lab developing my craft. I was able to burn and experiment with different printing and exposure. My dark room experience gave me an opportunity to work as a film intern on a pride documentary in June called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. I booked my flight to New York on my own dime, and worked overtime so I could afford it. I collaborated with professionals, and developed a new understanding of my queer community. I’ve even created two zines so far with Adobe software, telling a story within my photos. I’ve sold 20 copies so far online, and currently exhibit them in a local art store. Finally, I am making change with my best friend, which is all I’ve ever wanted. emmabarbernell.com

7 letters, 8.062 billion different meanings. For a surgeon, success might be making it through their shift and not losing a patient. For an unhoused person, success might be finding a place to sleep for the night or affording to eat something. For my dog Levi, a curly labradoodle, success is the moment he gets to go outside to play fetch. For my father, success to him is if all of his children follow the word of god. I believe everyone has a different meaning for success, shaped by their experiences and perspectives. You must be wondering, so.. What does success mean to you? To me, there isn't one right answer but I know that right now success to me means being a first generation graduate from a 4-year university with the knowledge and capability to advocate for those who are silenced. I have commited the entirety of my high school experience to embark on my lifelong plans for advocacy. For starters, I believe I have made tremendous progress to advocate for myself. I believe that if you are unable to advocate for yourself, how are you supposed to advocate for others? I want to be the first in my family to attend college and graduate school. My father refuses to pay any tuition or co-sign my loans because to him college does not mark success. I have grown up in a household where education was never prioritized or emphasized and it has led to persisting challenges. This has required me to change my way of thinking and to develop a sense of self and motivation that will carry me to success later in life. Despite these challenges, I took it upon myself to not only enroll myself in AP classes but pay for the exams myself, to which I received more than passing grades on. In pursuit of college, I received no help from a private counselor or parent. I researched schools myself, developed my essays, built my portfolio, and even requested help from my school counselor to request a fee waiver for my common applications due to my father’s rejection to help pay the application fees. In my community, I have worked as an advocate in providing a safe haven in multiple different spaces. I am the student body's Photographer. As a student leader, I understand the role that comes with it; people look to me. I am outspoken, and never stand for injustice. During student government camp this year, a freshman told me I was the "first lesbian" she had ever known. This could come across as rude, but I am proud to be a symbol of diversity in my small hometown. I believe representation is so important, and that is why I am always authentically myself. As the president of the Photography club, I provide an inclusive environment for my peers to not only express their creativity, but have community and support. Locally, the current school board chair member pushed legislation that directly affected my community. Lisa Davis worked to push religious ideals onto the school board, with movement toward book banning and an aim to push the parental notification policy. In attempts to move towards a future for students that allows personal expression and safety, I took it upon myself to collaborate with Lisa Davis’ opponent, Sherine Smith, in order to aid her in her campaigning process by providing social media help. I became apart of Dr. Smith's media team, and helped her condense longer videos/interviews into more consumable instagram posts for her personal instagram and on a separate account that already had a large younger following that would reach different audiences, specifically high school Seniors who are of age and recent graduates. Last summer, I got the opportunity to intern for a documentary called Sanctuary, which explores LGBTQ+ inclusivity in spiritual spaces. I documented Pride events with my 35 mm film camera, and got the chance to interview individuals that were taking more modern inclusive approaches within the Church system. As the documentary’s still photographer, I’ve realized the role art can have; to spread a message and to give platforms for silenced communities. I aspire to continue merging my passion for art with a commitment to social justice. So far, I’ve created two zines with Adobe software, each telling a story within my photos. I’ve sold 20 copies so far online, and currently offer them in a local art store. Looking ahead, I am ready to continue my academic journey at a university where I can deepen my artistic skills and knowledge. I've been admitted to 5 schools so far but face tremendous obstacles to afford tuition, this opportunity would make an incredible impact on my pursuit for higher education. Check out my website, https://emmabarbernell.com/

When she speaks I know there is no room for ignorance or arrogance. A mother, a teacher, my mentor, my junior year AP Lang teacher: Mrs. Bennett. I enrolled in AP Lang unsure of how the class would impact me, and I left knowing the importance of knowledge, higher education, and with various new perspectives about the world around me. Mrs. Bennett forever altered my perspective on my education, my surroundings and what I want to pursue in life. She has done more than inspire and encourage me; she single-handedly showed me that my future at a 4 year university was possible. Before her class, I was a writer but she crafted me into a diligent, thoughtful writer. Each day, I was excited for her class each day, as it pushed me and challenged me. I enjoyed the conversations shared in and out of class and during socratic seminars; this is one of the few classes I took that speaking out was encouraged. As I am a pretty talkative, and loud person, this was my favorite part of the class. In the beginning I almost dropped the class because I felt challenged by the timed writing and felt out of place. However, after a few timed writes I started excelling and pushing my limits. Mrs. Bennett gave me powerful insight into my writing and showed me what it meant to think. To think all things through, and to always ask OK, now what.. How does this connect? I grew so much over the course of the year. I knew that when I walked into that aux gym to take the AP test, nervous and cold, that I was prepared to score to the best of my abilities because of the powerful teachings she gave, and I did — I was one of the 9% of students who received a 5. She always spoke with purpose and sought to provide an inclusive environment. In her class, I never felt like I didn't belong. As one of the very few out queer students at my school, I've faced unkind words and the feeling of rejection. Mrs. Bennett was always there for me when I needed support from an adult, or just someone to talk to when I felt like it wasn't safe to talk to my parents. Before her class, I was unsure of my future. My parents never emphasized education, and didn't graduate college themselves. They never looked at my grades or engaged with my education. Now looking back, I realize how significant Mrs. Bennett and her class was for my future. I have no help with tuition going into college, not even a cosigner, but what I do have is the mastery of writing. Being the youngest of four, always overshadowed by my older siblings, I had to be loud. But now, I am loud with purpose. I joined my school newspaper while simultaneously taking Lang. In my articles I express my opinion on news, pop-culture, and love for creative endeavors (film and photography). My newfound literary community allows me to collaborate with others who are just as passionate as I am about writing and creative expression. Still today, I never let my voice fall short, I joined the debate club my junior year with my newfound knowledge and confidence I gained in Mrs. Bennett's class. From debate club, I have gained the power of advocacy and I have seen the beauty of embracing someone — even when they see the world differently than me, and that lesson will stay with me forever.

My best friend is stuck in the 1970’s. A heap of metal, plastic and electronics. I know we’re told that “you can’t buy your friends,” but disregarding this advice, I bought my first film camera freshman year: a classic 35mm canon ae-1. It has become a reliable friend to aid me in capturing memories and provoking change. Last summer, I was given the opportunity to work as a film intern on a pride documentary in June called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. I collaborated with professionals, and developed a new understanding of my queer community. My two most favorite pieces yet were taken on this trip. First, a street photo of a drag queen strutting the streets of New York City with vibrant yellow wings, clashing with a Gyro street truck. Their outfit took up the entire walkway, and it was unlike I had ever seen. A photo taken in an instant turned out to be worth so much to me. The second, a photo taken in Washington Sq. Park of multiple couples embracing each other. The framing of the photo is perfect, and I feel as though it encapsulates true connection and authenticity. Through this work as the documentary’s still photographer, I’ve realized the role art can have; to inspire and be used as a tool for advocacy. Each day I wake up and aspire to continue merging my creativity with a commitment to social justice.

Humiliated. My heart beating beyond measure; my stomach turning and my face red. This is how I felt when opening a secret santa gift at a student government holiday party. Being the only out lesbian in my school has never been a walk in the park, but in my 4 years of high school, I had never felt more disrespected. In a room full of my peers, I opened a secret santa gift from a girl I barely knew. A black shirt with a crude homophobic message, too crude to relay in this essay. As I took the shirt out of the bag, I was recorded, laughed at and made a spectacle of. "Try it on!", I heard. But, I knew this wasn't how someone should be treated. In all my years of highschool, I had committed myself to advocating for others and I owed it to myself to advocate for me for a change. I asked the Student Body president to speak with me and told her my perspective to hopefully initiate change through empathy rather than conflict. Throughout my time at San Clemente High School, I’ve took on student government, newspaper, clubs, and volunteer organizations, while also interning for a local democratic campaign. I have managed a full AP/IB course load alongside my role as a shift lead at South Swell, a local ice cream shop, while babysitting 3 nights a week. To give a little perspective into my family life; my father is a man of tradition, a man of the church. A man of finance. A man who when I told him that I love women told me that it was just a phase and that I’d grow out of it just like he did. To my dad, there’s one right answer. To me, there are many. He doesn't see the importance in higher education and is unwilling to pay any tuition or cosign my loans. As I grew up in a household where education was never prioritized or emphasized, I have faced persisting challenges in my pursuit for higher education. As a means to express myself, I picked up film photographer and freelance my work, while also contributing photos to my school’s events as the student body photographer. In my sophomore year, I founded my school’s photography club to offer a space on campus where my peers could not only explore their creativity but have a space where no matter who they are, they are celebrated. Before my senior year, I enrolled in a darkroom photography summer class at Art Center College of Design in Pasadena where I developed and printed 35mm black-and-white photos. Later, I was given the opportunity to intern for a documentary called Sanctuary; a documentary exploring LGBTQ+ inclusivity in spiritual spaces. I documented Pride events with my 35mm film camera, and got the chance to interview individuals that were taking more modern inclusive approaches within the Church system. Through this work as the documentary’s still photographer, I’ve realized the role art can have. I aspire to continue blending my passion for photography and social justice. So far, I’ve created two zines with Adobe software, each telling a story within my photos ("Pride in the Park & "My Summer of Relaxation and B&W 35 mm film). I've sold 20 copies so far online, and currently offer them in a local art store. As I look towards my future, I am hopeful that I will surpass my financial barriers and continue both my academic and artistic career where each day I be the change I want to see. Check out my website, emmabarbernell.com

Why is everyone so obsessed with labels? (An article for my school newspaper I wrote about about Billie Eilish, hopefully this shows how influential she is to me and others) A time of glamor, excitement and anxiety. The Grammy’s and the Oscars, are places where all the finest celebrities’ and artists’ come together and distribute the awards of the year. After a season of revolutionary media and film, these award ceremonies are going to be pivotal in how we remember this last year in art: a season full of experimental boundary pushing. Billie Eilish, one of the most influential singer/songwriters of our time has been recognized for all of her recent accomplishments. Eilish has been in the public eye since her hit “Ocean Eyes” rose to fame in 2016, just at the young age of 13. People constantly speculated about her sexuality, clothing choices and her melancholy ambiance. She uses music and her style to express herself as many others do. So, why is she being scrutinized so heavily? Although Billie Eilish never came out publicly and addressed her sexuality until recently, the public constantly questioned her and when not met with an answer they labeled her as either lesbian or a queer-baiter. Within the queer community many are quick to label, specifically celebrities, as queer baiters with little to no evidence. It is not just Billie who faced this– the public has speculated on stars like Taylor Swift, One Direction (Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson), Olivia Rodrigo, Ariana Grande and Kit Connor. In a recent interview with Variety, while she was being congratulated on her many nominations and recent successes, Katchy Stephan questioned Eilish on her sexuality to which she responded “I’ve never really felt like I could relate to girls very well, I love them so much. I love them as people. I’m attracted to them as people. I’m attracted to them for real.” During Variety’s Hitmaker’s red carpet event, Eilish was confronted about her recent interview. When asked if her coming out was intentional, she responded “No I didn’t, but I kind of thought, ‘Wasn’t it obvious’? I didn’t realize people didn’t know. I just don’t really believe in it. I’m just like, ‘Why can’t we just exist’? I’ve been doing this for a long time, and I just didn’t talk about it. Whoops. But I saw the article, and I was like, ‘Oh I guess I came out today.’ OK cool. It’s exciting to me because I guess people didn’t know, but it’s cool that they know.” She added: “I am for the girls.” Junior Nara Bacolod commented that, “everyone in the queer community already knew Billie was gay and people are taking things way too far.” Since then, Eilish has come out with negative feelings towards Variety, claiming they have outed her in her recent social media posts. And to be frank, they did. Everyone is so obsessed with labels: a word from my good friend, Jane Lynch, from her iconic fictional role in Glee, “There’s only one person in this world who can tell you what you are,” – “Me?” (Kurt Hummel)- “No. Me. Sue Sylvester.” William Cox, a scientist at UW, stated, “Our brains want our expectations to be supported, because of that reward engagement, we can start becoming addicted, in a way, to stereotyping.” This is a negative and toxic reward cycle that leads us to put people in boxes, limiting self expression. Everyone need to be able to find themselves at their own pace. Coming out is personal. Just let people exist. My TOP3 3. Guess 2. SKINNY 1. my future

Humiliated. My heart beating beyond measure; my stomach turning and my face red. This is how I felt when opening a secret santa gift at a student government holiday party. Being the only out lesbian in my school has never been a walk in the park, but in my 4 years of high school, I had never felt more disrespected. In a room full of my peers, I opened a secret santa gift from a girl I barely knew. A black shirt with a crude homophobic message, too crude to relay in this essay. As I took the shirt out of the bag, I was recorded, laughed at and made a spectacle of. "Try it on!", I heard. But, I knew this wasn't how someone should be treated. In all my years of highschool, I had committed myself to advocating for others and I owed it to myself to advocate for me for a change. I asked the Student Body president to speak with me and told her my perspective to hopefully initiate change through empathy rather than conflict. Throughout my time at San Clemente High School, I’ve took on student government, newspaper, clubs, and volunteer organizations, while also interning for a local democratic campaign. I have managed a full AP/IB course load alongside my role as a shift lead at South Swell, a local ice cream shop, while babysitting 3 nights a week. To give a little perspective into my family life; my father is a man of tradition, a man of the church. A man of finance. A man who when I told him that I love women told me that it was just a phase and that I’d grow out of it just like he did. To my dad, there’s one right answer. To me, there are many. He doesn't see the importance in higher education and is unwilling to pay any tuition or cosign my loans. As I grew up in a household where education was never prioritized or emphasized, I have faced persisting challenges in my pursuit for higher education. As a means to express myself, I picked up film photographer and freelance my work, while also contributing photos to my school’s events as the student body photographer. In my sophomore year, I founded my school’s photography club to offer a space on campus where my peers could not only explore their creativity but have a space where no matter who they are, they are celebrated. Before my senior year, I enrolled in a darkroom photography summer class at Art Center College of Design in Pasadena where I developed and printed 35mm black-and-white photos. Later, I was given the opportunity to intern for a documentary called Sanctuary; a documentary exploring LGBTQ+ inclusivity in spiritual spaces. I documented Pride events with my 35mm film camera, and got the chance to interview individuals that were taking more modern inclusive approaches within the Church system. Through this work as the documentary’s still photographer, I’ve realized the role art can have. I aspire to continue blending my passion for photography and social justice. So far, I’ve created two zines with Adobe software, each telling a story within my photos ("Pride in the Park & "My Summer of Relaxation and B&W 35 mm film). I've sold 20 copies so far online, and currently offer them in a local art store. As I look towards my future, I am hopeful that I will surpass my financial barriers and continue both my academic and artistic career where each day I be the change I want to see. Check out my website, emmabarbernell.com

As a young journalist, this is by far the funniest article I have ever written. Enjoy my silly Saltburn review. Bored rotten tomato users are saying how the movie Saltburn is a bad remake of The Talented Mr. Ripley; however, on the contrary, I am here to say that it is one of the best movies of the year. And with that, the most egregiously misunderstood. It is an adaptation of Greek mythology, starring: Jacob Elordi, 6 feet and 5 inches of pure talent and good looks. This film pushes boundaries, in almost all areas with mystery, sex, and thrill. The way the story is told is similar to a fable or folktale, with symbolism throughout the entirety of the film. The first sweet 30 minutes of the movie led the audience to question whether it was a coming-of-age or possible love story. However, it was neither. Maybe the coming age of a sociopath? The disturbing scenes in the movie, most were left exasperated– some so much that they even left the theater altogether. But isn’t that almost the point of this movie? It is supposed to make you uncomfortable and leave you second-guessing; we watch physiological thrillers and overall dark movies to feel uneasy. This film is not trying to replicate The Talented Mr. Ripley, and although it was definitely an influence, it is more of a dark comedy of pure unadulterated desire. It is a commentary on the the hell-cycle of capitalism that is stopping us from living in a better world. Oliver (the main character) is not impoverished: he is an upper-middle-class individual who craves more and more until he ultimately sells his soul. “It really wasn’t as disturbing as people said it was,” said senior Gisele Galbasini (known for having wild takes on films). “The grave scene was like an average Tuesday for me.” The media raved about Saltburn, creating trends of videos of people’s shocked faces leaving the theater and recording reaction videos to the disturbing scenes. Sophomore Elliot Hastings considered, “Saltburn to be a great conversation starter.” This movie is a very layered and thematically rich film. It is shot beautifully on 35m film, presenting the film in a rich, colorful pictures. Although Saltburn had its jarring moments, it was an entertaining and chaotic watch. My only advice is that you don’t watch this with your parents.

“CUSD elections and its the same but extremists are taking over so its not”- A direct quote from an instagram post made by myself, a group of students, and alumni. In my community, the current school board chair member has pushed homophobic legislation and a movement toward book banning. If the parental notification were to be passed, students in hard situations could be placed in even harder situations. Teachers would be required by law to report reported pronouns or suspicion/information about the student’s sexuality. I am an LGBTQ+ advocate and openly lesbian woman that seeks to provide a safe haven for anyone who may be struggling with their identity. I went through the process of coming out and it was in my own time, everyone is entitled to their own story. In attempts to move towards a future for students that allows personal expression and safety, I took it upon myself to collaborate with Lisa Davis’ opponent, Sherine Smith, in order to aid her in her campaigning process by providing social media help. I helped Dr. Smith with her campaign by condensing longer videos/interviews into more consumable instagram posts for her personal instagram. Next I worked with a group of graduates, alumni and students that were passionate about Sherine Smith’s campaign and movement. We reinvented a inactive school account on Instagram, and utilized the following and audience in order to spread awareness about the upcoming district election with information about both Sherine Smith and Lisa Davis. To appeal to younger audiences and overall gain attention the first post was based on Charli XCX’s album cover. This shock factor raised much needed attention about what actually was going on in the election and educated those in the community, not just parents but students as well. Students need to have a say in their education and that is why this account was created. Within the 3 week time period that the account was actively posting regarding the local election, approximately 60,000 accounts were reached. This is just one example of my commitment to a world that is fair and just. Evidently, Lisa Davis won our local election and Donald Trump took executive office once more. Still, I am hopeful for my future. I know my work as an advocate is not done, for I have just gotten started.

Humiliated. My heart beating beyond measure; my stomach turning and my face red. This is how I felt when opening a secret santa gift at a student government holiday party. Being the only out lesbian in my school has never been a walk in the park, but in my 4 years of high school, I had never felt more disrespected. In a room full of my peers, I opened a secret santa gift from a girl I barely knew. A black shirt with a crude homophobic message, too crude to relay in this essay. As I took the shirt out of the bag, I was recorded, laughed at and made a spectacle of. "Try it on!", I heard. But, I knew this wasn't how someone should be treated. In all my years of highschool, I had committed myself to advocating for others and I owed it to myself to advocate for me for a change. I asked the Student Body president to speak with me and told her my perspective to hopefully initiate change through empathy rather than conflict. Throughout my time at San Clemente High School, I’ve took on student government, newspaper, clubs, and volunteer organizations, while also interning for a local democratic campaign. I have managed a full AP/IB course load alongside my role as a shift lead at South Swell, a local ice cream shop, while babysitting 3 nights a week. To give a little perspective into my family life; my father is a man of tradition, a man of the church. A man of finance. A man who when I told him that I love women told me that it was just a phase and that I’d grow out of it just like he did. To my dad, there’s one right answer. To me, there are many. He doesn't see the importance in higher education and is unwilling to pay any tuition or cosign my loans. As I grew up in a household where education was never prioritized or emphasized, I have faced persisting challenges in my pursuit for higher education. As a means to express myself, I picked up film photographer and freelance my work, while also contributing photos to my school’s events as the student body photographer. In my sophomore year, I founded my school’s photography club to offer a space on campus where my peers could not only explore their creativity but have a space where no matter who they are, they are celebrated. Before my senior year, I enrolled in a darkroom photography summer class at Art Center College of Design in Pasadena where I developed and printed 35mm black-and-white photos. Later, I was given the opportunity to intern for a documentary called Sanctuary; a documentary exploring LGBTQ+ inclusivity in spiritual spaces. I documented Pride events with my 35mm film camera, and got the chance to interview individuals that were taking more modern inclusive approaches within the Church system. Through this work as the documentary’s still photographer, I’ve realized the role art can have. I aspire to continue blending my passion for photography and social justice. So far, I’ve created two zines with Adobe software, each telling a story within my photos ("Pride in the Park & "My Summer of Relaxation and B&W 35 mm film). I've sold 20 copies so far online, and currently offer them in a local art store. As I look towards my future, I am hopeful that I will surpass my financial barriers and continue both my academic and artistic career where each day I be the change I want to see. Check out my website, emmabarbernell.com

Humiliated. My heart beating beyond measure; my stomach turning and my face red. This is how I felt when opening a secret santa gift at a student government holiday party. Being the only out lesbian in my school has never been a walk in the park, but in my 4 years of high school, I had never felt more disrespected. In a room full of my peers, I opened a secret santa gift from a girl I barely knew. A black shirt with a crude homophobic message, too crude to relay in this essay. As I took the shirt out of the bag, I was recorded, laughed at and made a spectacle of. "Try it on!", I heard. But, I knew this wasn't how someone should be treated. In all my years of highschool, I had committed myself to advocating for others and I owed it to myself to advocate for me for a change. I asked the Student Body president to speak with me and told her my perspective to hopefully initiate change through empathy rather than conflict. Throughout my time at San Clemente High School, I’ve took on student government, newspaper, clubs, and volunteer organizations, while also interning for a local democratic campaign. I have managed a full AP/IB course load alongside my role as a shift lead at South Swell, a local ice cream shop, while babysitting 3 nights a week. To give a little perspective into my family life; my father is a man of tradition, a man of the church. A man of finance. A man who when I told him that I love women told me that it was just a phase and that I’d grow out of it just like he did. To my dad, there’s one right answer. To me, there are many. He doesn't see the importance in higher education and is unwilling to pay any tuition or cosign my loans. As I grew up in a household where education was never prioritized or emphasized, I have faced persisting challenges in my pursuit for higher education. As a means to express myself, I picked up film photographer and freelance my work, while also contributing photos to my school’s events as the student body photographer. In my sophomore year, I founded my school’s photography club to offer a space on campus where my peers could not only explore their creativity but have a space where no matter who they are, they are celebrated. Before my senior year, I enrolled in a darkroom photography summer class at Art Center College of Design in Pasadena where I developed and printed 35mm black-and-white photos. Later, I was given the opportunity to intern for a documentary called Sanctuary; a documentary exploring LGBTQ+ inclusivity in spiritual spaces. I documented Pride events with my 35mm film camera, and got the chance to interview individuals that were taking more modern inclusive approaches within the Church system. Through this work as the documentary’s still photographer, I’ve realized the role art can have. I aspire to continue blending my passion for photography and social justice. So far, I’ve created two zines with Adobe software, each telling a story within my photos ("Pride in the Park & "My Summer of Relaxation and B&W 35 mm film). I've sold 20 copies so far online, and currently offer them in a local art store. As I look towards my future, I am hopeful that I will surpass my financial barriers and continue both my academic and artistic career where each day I be the change I want to see. Check out my website, emmabarbernell.com

Humiliated. My heart beating beyond measure; my stomach turning and my face red. This is how I felt when opening a secret santa gift at a student government holiday party. Being the only out lesbian in my school has never been a walk in the park, but in my 4 years of high school, I had never felt more disrespected. In a room full of my peers, I opened a secret santa gift from a girl I barely knew. A black shirt with a crude homophobic message, too crude to relay in this essay. As I took the shirt out of the bag, I was recorded, laughed at and made a spectacle of. "Try it on!", I heard. But, I knew this wasn't how someone should be treated. In all my years of highschool, I had committed myself to advocating for others and I owed it to myself to advocate for me for a change. I asked the Student Body president to speak with me and told her my perspective to hopefully initiate change through empathy rather than conflict. Throughout my time at San Clemente High School, I’ve took on student government, newspaper, clubs, and volunteer organizations, while also interning for a local democratic campaign. I have managed a full AP/IB course load alongside my role as a shift lead at South Swell, a local ice cream shop, while babysitting 3 nights a week. To give a little perspective into my family life; my father is a man of tradition, a man of the church. A man of finance. A man who when I told him that I love women told me that it was just a phase and that I’d grow out of it just like he did. To my dad, there’s one right answer. To me, there are many. He doesn't see the importance in higher education and is unwilling to pay any tuition or cosign my loans. As I grew up in a household where education was never prioritized or emphasized, I have faced persisting challenges in my pursuit for higher education. As a means to express myself, I picked up film photographer and freelance my work, while also contributing photos to my school’s events as the student body photographer. In my sophomore year, I founded my school’s photography club to offer a space on campus where my peers could not only explore their creativity but have a space where no matter who they are, they are celebrated. Before my senior year, I enrolled in a darkroom photography summer class at Art Center College of Design in Pasadena where I developed and printed 35mm black-and-white photos. Later, I was given the opportunity to intern for a documentary called Sanctuary; a documentary exploring LGBTQ+ inclusivity in spiritual spaces. I documented Pride events with my 35mm film camera, and got the chance to interview individuals that were taking more modern inclusive approaches within the Church system. Through this work as the documentary’s still photographer, I’ve realized the role art can have. I aspire to continue blending my passion for photography and social justice. So far, I’ve created two zines with Adobe software, each telling a story within my photos ("Pride in the Park & "My Summer of Relaxation and B&W 35 mm film). I've sold 20 copies so far online, and currently offer them in a local art store. As I look towards my future, I am hopeful that I will surpass my financial barriers and continue both my academic and artistic career where each day I be the change I want to see. Check out my website, emmabarbernell.com

My best friend is stuck in the 1970’s. A heap of metal, plastic and electronics. I know we’re told that “you can’t buy your friends,” but disregarding this advice, I bought my first film camera freshman year: a classic 35mm canon ae-1. It has become a reliable friend to aid me in capturing memories and provoking change. By having film negatives as tangible evidence of memories awakened my love for the creative process. In my local community, I started my school’s photography club, hoping to inspire my peers to express themselves and try a new creative outlet. Since accessibility to camera equipment is the root of why photography is so difficult, I gathered over 10 cameras for my club members to utilize. I am also my student body’s photographer, shooting film instead of digital so we are able to keep our physical negatives forever instead of losing them in an endless digital hub. To further my creative path, last summer I enrolled in a dark room photography class at Art Center college of Pasadena, in a state of the art facility being trained by a college professor. I drove an hour each way in the summer every Saturday to take this class. Although I knew how to shoot film, I was now in the lab developing my craft. I was able to burn and experiment with different printing and exposure. My dark room experience gave me an opportunity to work as a film intern on a pride documentary in June called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. I booked my flight to New York on my own dime, and worked overtime so I could afford it. I collaborated with professionals, and developed a new understanding of my queer community. Finally, I am making change with my best friend, which is all I’ve ever wanted. Through this work as the documentary’s still photographer, I’ve realized the role art can have, specifically in my life. Each day I wake up and hold high aspirations to continue blending my passion for photojournalism with a commitment to social justice. I want to document the ongoing fight for equality, providing visibility to marginalized communities especially during a time where my identity is a debate. My dream is rooted in both my personal experiences and my desire to honor the legacy of those who fought for LGBTQ+ rights before me. So far, I’ve created two zines with Adobe software, each telling a story within my photos. My first zine is a capsule of my work as the still photographer for Sanctuary (a documentary about inclusivity within spiritual spaces) by Autumn McAlpin, capturing pride events. I’ve sold 20 copies so far online, and currently offer them in a local art store. Looking ahead, I am more than ready to continue my academic journey at a university where I can deepen my artistic skills and continue my advocacy for LGBTQ+ rights. I hope to attend a school like Parsons School of Design or Pace University in New York, where I can refine my photojournalism skills and explore the societal impact of art. I want to document the global fight for LGBTQ+ rights everywhere and inspire others to live authentically, just as I’ve learned to. Check out my website, emmabarbernell.com

As a queer student aspiring to be the first in my family to graduate from college, my existence has been shaped by resilience, a passion for art and activism, and a commitment to creating safe spaces. I’ve spent my high school years cultivating a deep passion for both art and activism, working to build a foundation that merges creative expression with social change. Throughout my time at San Clemente High School, I’ve actively engaged in student government, newspaper, clubs, and volunteer organizations, while also interning for a local democratic campaign. I have managed a full AP/IB course load alongside my role as a shift lead at South Swell, a local ice cream shop, and babysitting 3 nights a week. I have applied to hundreds of scholarships and worked 2 jobs to save money for further education. Art and activism are at the core of everything I do. I am a self-taught film photographer, and freelance my work, while also contributing photos to my school’s events. In my sophomore year, I founded my school’s photography club to offer a space on campus where my peers could explore their creativity and feel empowered to express themselves through art. As the Student Body photographer, I capture school events, preserving tangible memories for my class while promoting an inclusive sense of community. Photography has become the best tool for connection, allowing me to challenge perceptions and inspire others. Before my senior year, I took it upon myself to enroll in a darkroom photography summer class at Art Center College of Design in Pasadena, where I developed and printed 35mm black-and-white photos. This experience further led me to intern for a documentary called Sanctuary; a documentary exploring LGBTQ+ inclusivity in spiritual spaces. This documentary followed church systems in a multitude of different states, but I met the crew in New York City during the week of Pride. I documented Pride events with my 35 mm film camera, and got the chance to interview individuals that were taking more modern inclusive approaches within the Church system. Through this work as the documentary’s still photographer, I’ve realized the role art can have; to inspire, provoke thought, and promote inclusivity. Each day I wake up and aspire to continue merging my passion for photojournalism with a commitment to social justice. My goal is to document the ongoing fight for equality, providing visibility to marginalized communities and inspiring others to embrace their authentic selves. My dream is rooted in both my personal experiences and my desire to honor the legacy of those who fought for LGBTQ+ rights before me. So far, I’ve created two zines with Adobe software, each telling a story within my photos. My first zine, a capsule of my work as the still photographer for Sanctuary, capturing pride events. I’ve sold 20 copies so far online, and currently offer them in a local art store. Looking ahead, I am eager to continue my academic journey at a university where I can deepen my artistic skills and amplify my advocacy for LGBTQ+ rights. I hope to attend a school like Parsons School of Design or Pace University in New York, where I can refine my photojournalism skills and explore the societal impact of art. With my education, I plan to gain the tools necessary to amplify marginalized voices and contribute to a more inclusive world. I want to document the global fight for LGBTQ+ rights everywhere and inspire others to live authentically, just as I’ve learned to do. Check out my website, emmabarbernell.com

Growing up in a small town as one of the few openly gay kids was a challenge that tested both my resilience and my identity. Prejudices often met me before people even had a chance to speak to me. I became all too familiar with slurs, hate-filled comments, and the feeling of being an outsider. Presenting masculinely and being the only girl to wear a suit to prom were just some of the ways I stood out, which, for many, made me an easy target. Yet, despite the backlash from both my school and the broader community, I’ve never regretted embracing my true self. Over time, I’ve come to understand that my identity, though often misunderstood, is a source of strength and pride. It is this strength that has fueled my desire to give back to my community and help others find their voice. One of the most rewarding ways I’ve given back is by sharing my passion for photography. As a creative outlet, photography has been a means for me to not only document my world but to preserve stories—stories that are often overlooked. In founding my school’s photography club, I’ve created a space where my peers can explore their own creative potential and feel empowered to share their voices. The club fosters a sense of community, where individuals can connect over their shared love of art and self-expression. As the Student Body’s photographer, I’ve had the privilege of capturing school events and milestones, helping to preserve memories for others in the same way that photography has preserved mine. It’s deeply fulfilling to know that my work has made an impact, whether through sparking a conversation or helping someone see the world from a different perspective. The desire to give back to my community goes beyond simply helping others express themselves through art. Last year, I had the privilege of attending a darkroom photography class at Art Center College, where I learned from a college professor in state-of-the-art facilities. This experience was transformative, but it was my internship on a pride documentary, Sanctuary, that truly reshaped my outlook on the role of art in advocacy. In New York City, I documented pride events and conducted interviews, capturing the stories of LGBTQ+ individuals in their pursuit of equality. Visiting the historic Stonewall Inn and its museum was a profound experience, reminding me of the immense sacrifices my LGBTQ+ ancestors made to secure the freedoms I enjoy today. Their courage inspires me to continue advocating for the LGBTQ+ community through my voice and my art. As a photojournalist, I want to document the global fight for equality, using my lens to raise awareness and inspire others to embrace their authentic selves. My experience with Sanctuary cemented my dream of working as a political photojournalist, where I can merge my passion for storytelling with my commitment to social justice. Through my art, I hope to empower LGBTQ+ youth to live openly and proudly, just as I have learned to do. My college educational goals are centered around deepening my understanding of both the technical and societal impact of art. I hope to attend a diverse, vibrant university where I can learn from professors and peers who share my passion for social change and advocacy. I intend to major in photojournalism, focusing on the intersection of art and activism. I believe that through education, I can gain the tools to amplify my voice and the voices of others who are marginalized. Ultimately, my journey has shown me that life is infinitely more meaningful when lived authentically.

As a first-generation student from a household where education wasn’t emphasized, I deeply understand the struggles many students like myself face. Neither of my parents graduated from college, and they don’t believe in the importance of higher education. Before my junior year, I was unmotivated and uncertain about my academic future. However, taking a Newspaper class and a few AP courses that year opened my eyes to new possibilities. I found myself in classes with seniors, and the topic of college was constantly discussed. I brought up my hopes of attending college to my parents, but they made it clear that they would not fund my tuition or expenses. With three older siblings, none of whom received financial support for their education, I knew I would have to find my own way. I am queer and raised in a religious household. While I love my family, living at home and attending community college isn’t an option for me. I crave an education that allows me to explore new experiences and, most importantly, the freedom to fully embrace who I am. One of the people who has made the biggest impact on my journey is my high school teacher, Mrs. Bennett. She has been a constant source of encouragement and support, and her belief in my potential has inspired me to pursue higher education despite the challenges I face. She noticed my passion for writing and literature early on and pushed me to take on more advanced coursework. As someone who didn’t have the financial support or guidance from home, Mrs. Bennett took it upon herself to mentor me through the college application process. From helping me craft my essays to giving me advice on selecting the right schools, her guidance has been invaluable. When I shared with her that my parents would not be contributing to my education, she helped me find scholarship opportunities and even connected me with other educators and professionals who could offer advice. Her support has made me feel capable of overcoming the financial and emotional barriers that stand in my way. At my high school, I’m deeply involved in the arts, student government, clubs, and volunteer organizations. I also currently intern for a democratic campaign in my town while maintaining a full AP/IB course load. In addition, I work part-time as a shift lead at a local ice cream shop, South Swell. My passion for literature and writing drives much of what I do. Last year, I joined the school newspaper, and now as a senior, I write for my own Substack. I also write poetry and read books for enjoyment. Throughout high school, I’ve been a dedicated film photographer, freelancing my work and taking photos for my school. I’m largely self-taught, aside from a summer class at Art Center Pasadena, where I studied in a state-of-the-art facility with a professor. This year, I’m taking an IB Global Politics class, which has further fueled my passion for democracy and global issues. I’m also helping Dr. Sherine Smith with her social media campaign as she runs for chair of my school district. The current chair has pushed policies that ban books and threaten the rights and privacy of the LGBTQ+ community, making advocacy a cause close to my heart. I hope to overcome my financial obstacles and attend a four-year university next year. Post-graduation, I aspire to establish a career that will allow me to give back—offering scholarships to queer students pursuing art or justice, helping them with college financing.

As a first-generation student from a household where education wasn't emphasized, I deeply understand the struggles many students like myself face. Neither of my parents graduated from college, and they don’t believe in the importance of higher education. Before my junior year, I was unmotivated and uncertain about my academic future. However, taking a Newspaper class and a few AP courses that year opened my eyes to new possibilities. I found myself in classes with seniors, and the topic of college was constantly discussed. I brought up my hopes of attending college to my parents, but they made it clear that they would not fund my tuition or expenses. With three older siblings, none of whom received financial support for their education, I knew I would have to find my own way. I am queer and raised in a religious household. While I love my family, living at home and attending community college isn’t an option for me. I crave an education that allows me to explore new experiences and, most importantly, the freedom to fully embrace who I am. At my high school, I’m deeply involved in the arts, student government, clubs, and volunteer organizations. I also currently intern for a democratic campaign in my town while maintaining a full AP/IB course load. In addition, I work part-time as a shift lead at a local ice cream shop, South Swell. My passion for literature and writing drives much of what I do. Last year, I joined the school newspaper, and now as a senior, I write for my own Substack. I also write poetry and read books for enjoyment. Throughout high school, I’ve been a dedicated film photographer, freelancing my work and taking photos for my school. I’m largely self-taught, aside from a summer class at Art Center Pasadena, where I studied in a state-of-the-art facility with a professor. This year, I’m taking an IB Global Politics class, which has further fueled my passion for democracy and global issues. I’m also helping Dr. Sherine Smith with her social media campaign as she runs for chair of my school district. The current chair has pushed policies that ban books and threaten the rights and privacy of the LGBTQ+ community, making advocacy a cause close to my heart. I believe it’s crucial to keep children and youth safe from bullying, both in-person and online. At school, I advocate for inclusivity by being an ally for LGBTQ+ students and helping foster a supportive environment where everyone feels valued. Online, I work to raise awareness about the dangers of cyberbullying and educate my peers on how to protect themselves while being kind and respectful in online spaces. I also collaborate with teachers and counselors to create workshops and discussions on bullying prevention, aiming to create a safe space for all students to express themselves freely and confidently. I hope to overcome my financial obstacles and attend a four-year university next year. Post-graduation, I aspire to establish a career that will allow me to give back—offering scholarships to queer students pursuing art or justice, helping them with college financing.

As a first-generation student from a household where education wasn't emphasized, I deeply understand the struggles many students like myself face. Neither of my parents graduated from college, and they don’t believe in the importance of higher education. Before my junior year, I was unmotivated and uncertain about my academic future. However, taking a Newspaper class and a few AP courses that year opened my eyes to new possibilities. I found myself in classes with seniors, and the topic of college was constantly discussed. I brought up my hopes of attending college to my parents, but they made it clear that they would not fund my tuition or expenses. With three older siblings, none of whom received financial support for their education, I knew I would have to find my own way. I am queer and raised in a religious household. While I love my family, living at home and attending community college isn’t an option for me. I crave an education that allows me to explore new experiences and, most importantly, the freedom to fully embrace who I am. At my high school, I’m deeply involved in the arts, student government, clubs, and volunteer organizations. I also currently intern for a democratic campaign in my town while maintaining a full AP/IB course load. In addition, I work part-time as a shift lead at a local ice cream shop, South Swell. My passion for literature and writing drives much of what I do. Last year, I joined the school newspaper, and now as a senior, I write for my own Substack. I also write poetry and read books for enjoyment. Throughout high school, I’ve been a dedicated film photographer, freelancing my work and taking photos for my school. I’m largely self-taught, aside from a summer class at Art Center Pasadena, where I studied in a state-of-the-art facility with a professor. This year, I’m taking an IB Global Politics class, which has further fueled my passion for democracy and global issues. I’m also helping Dr. Sherine Smith with her social media campaign as she runs for chair of my school district. The current chair has pushed policies that ban books and threaten the rights and privacy of the LGBTQ+ community, making advocacy a cause close to my heart. I hope to overcome my financial obstacles and attend a four-year university next year. Post-graduation, I aspire to establish a career that will allow me to give back—offering scholarships to queer students pursuing art or justice, helping them with college financing.

As a first-generation student from a household where education wasn't emphasized, I deeply understand the struggles many students like myself face. Neither of my parents graduated from college, and they don’t believe in the importance of higher education. Before my junior year, I was unmotivated and uncertain about my academic future. However, taking a Newspaper class and a few AP courses that year opened my eyes to new possibilities. I found myself in classes with seniors, and the topic of college was constantly discussed. I brought up my hopes of attending college to my parents, but they made it clear that they would not fund my tuition or expenses. With three older siblings, none of whom received financial support for their education, I knew I would have to find my own way. I am queer and raised in a religious household. While I love my family, living at home and attending community college isn’t an option for me. I crave an education that allows me to explore new experiences and, most importantly, the freedom to fully embrace who I am. At my high school, I’m deeply involved in the arts, student government, clubs, and volunteer organizations. I also currently intern for a democratic campaign in my town while maintaining a full AP/IB course load. In addition, I work part-time as a shift lead at a local ice cream shop, South Swell. My passion for literature and writing drives much of what I do. Last year, I joined the school newspaper, and now as a senior, I write for my own Substack. I also write poetry and read books for enjoyment. Throughout high school, I’ve been a dedicated film photographer, freelancing my work and taking photos for my school. I’m largely self-taught, aside from a summer class at Art Center Pasadena, where I studied in a state-of-the-art facility with a professor. This year, I’m taking an IB Global Politics class, which has further fueled my passion for democracy and global issues. I’m also helping Dr. Sherine Smith with her social media campaign as she runs for chair of my school district. The current chair has pushed policies that ban books and threaten the rights and privacy of the LGBTQ+ community, making advocacy a cause close to my heart. I hope to overcome my financial obstacles and attend a four-year university next year.

As a first-generation student from a household where education wasn't emphasized, I deeply understand the struggles many students like myself face. Neither of my parents graduated from college, and they don’t believe in the importance of higher education. Before my junior year, I was unmotivated and uncertain about my academic future. However, taking a Newspaper class and a few AP courses that year opened my eyes to new possibilities. I found myself in classes with seniors, and the topic of college was constantly discussed. I brought up my hopes of attending college to my parents, but they made it clear that they would not fund my tuition or expenses. With three older siblings, none of whom received financial support for their education, I knew I would have to find my own way. I am queer and raised in a religious household. While I love my family, living at home and attending community college isn’t an option for me. I crave an education that allows me to explore new experiences and, most importantly, the freedom to fully embrace who I am. At my high school, I’m deeply involved in the arts, student government, clubs, and volunteer organizations. I also currently intern for a democratic campaign in my town while maintaining a full AP/IB course load. In addition, I work part-time as a shift lead at a local ice cream shop, South Swell. My passion for literature and writing drives much of what I do. Last year, I joined the school newspaper, and now as a senior, I write for my own Substack. I also write poetry and read books for enjoyment. Throughout high school, I’ve been a dedicated film photographer, freelancing my work and taking photos for my school. I’m largely self-taught, aside from a summer class at Art Center Pasadena, where I studied in a state-of-the-art facility with a professor. This year, I’m taking an IB Global Politics class, which has further fueled my passion for democracy and global issues. I’m also helping Dr. Sherine Smith with her social media campaign as she runs for chair of my school district. The current chair has pushed policies that ban books and threaten the rights and privacy of the LGBTQ+ community, making advocacy a cause close to my heart. I hope to overcome my financial obstacles and attend a four-year university next year. Post-graduation, I aspire to establish a career that will allow me to give back—offering scholarships to queer students pursuing art or justice, helping them with college financing.

As a first-generation student from a household where education wasn't emphasized, I deeply understand the struggles many students like myself face. Neither of my parents graduated from college, and they don’t believe in the importance of higher education. Before my junior year, I was unmotivated and uncertain about my academic future. However, taking a Newspaper class and a few AP courses that year opened my eyes to new possibilities. I found myself in classes with seniors, and the topic of college was constantly discussed. I brought up my hopes of attending college to my parents, but they made it clear that they would not fund my tuition or expenses. With three older siblings, none of whom received financial support for their education, I knew I would have to find my own way. I am queer and raised in a religious household. While I love my family, living at home and attending community college isn’t an option for me. I crave an education that allows me to explore new experiences and, most importantly, the freedom to fully embrace who I am. At my high school, I’m deeply involved in the arts, student government, clubs, and volunteer organizations. I also currently intern for a democratic campaign in my town while maintaining a full AP/IB course load. In addition, I work part-time as a shift lead at a local ice cream shop, South Swell. My passion for literature and writing drives much of what I do. Last year, I joined the school newspaper, and now as a senior, I write for my own Substack. I also write poetry and read books for enjoyment. Throughout high school, I’ve been a dedicated film photographer, freelancing my work and taking photos for my school. I’m largely self-taught, aside from a summer class at Art Center Pasadena, where I studied in a state-of-the-art facility with a professor. This year, I’m taking an IB Global Politics class, which has further fueled my passion for democracy and global issues. I’m also helping Dr. Sherine Smith with her social media campaign as she runs for chair of my school district. The current chair has pushed policies that ban books and threaten the rights and privacy of the LGBTQ+ community, making advocacy a cause close to my heart. I hope to overcome my financial obstacles and attend a four-year university next year. Post-graduation, I aspire to establish a career that will allow me to give back—offering scholarships to queer students pursuing art or justice, helping them with college financing.

As a first-generation student from a household where education wasn't emphasized, I deeply understand the struggles many students like myself face. Neither of my parents graduated from college, and they don’t believe in the importance of higher education. Before my junior year, I was unmotivated and uncertain about my academic future. However, taking a Newspaper class and a few AP courses that year opened my eyes to new possibilities. I found myself in classes with seniors, and the topic of college was constantly discussed. I brought up my hopes of attending college to my parents, but they made it clear that they would not fund my tuition or expenses. With three older siblings, none of whom received financial support for their education, I knew I would have to find my own way. I am queer and raised in a religious household. While I love my family, living at home and attending community college isn’t an option for me. I crave an education that allows me to explore new experiences and, most importantly, the freedom to fully embrace who I am. At my high school, I’m deeply involved in the arts, student government, clubs, and volunteer organizations. I also currently intern for a democratic campaign in my town while maintaining a full AP/IB course load. In addition, I work part-time as a shift lead at a local ice cream shop, South Swell. My passion for literature and writing drives much of what I do. Last year, I joined the school newspaper, and now as a senior, I write for my own Substack. I also write poetry and read books for enjoyment. Throughout high school, I’ve been a dedicated film photographer, freelancing my work and taking photos for my school. I’m largely self-taught, aside from a summer class at Art Center Pasadena, where I studied in a state-of-the-art facility with a professor. This year, I’m taking an IB Global Politics class, which has further fueled my passion for democracy and global issues. I’m also helping Dr. Sherine Smith with her social media campaign as she runs for chair of my school district. The current chair has pushed policies that ban books and threaten the rights and privacy of the LGBTQ+ community, making advocacy a cause close to my heart. I hope to overcome my financial obstacles and attend a four-year university next year. Post-graduation, I aspire to establish a career that will allow me to give back—offering scholarships to queer students pursuing art or justice, helping them with college financing.

As a first-generation student from a household where education wasn't emphasized, I deeply understand the struggles many students like myself face. Neither of my parents graduated from college, and they don’t believe in the importance of higher education. Before my junior year, I was unmotivated and uncertain about my academic future. However, taking a Newspaper class and a few AP courses that year opened my eyes to new possibilities. I found myself in classes with seniors, and the topic of college was constantly discussed. I brought up my hopes of attending college to my parents, but they made it clear that they would not fund my tuition or expenses. With three older siblings, none of whom received financial support for their education, I knew I would have to find my own way. I am queer and raised in a religious household. While I love my family, living at home and attending community college isn’t an option for me. I crave an education that allows me to explore new experiences and, most importantly, the freedom to fully embrace who I am. At my high school, I’m deeply involved in the arts, student government, clubs, and volunteer organizations. I also currently intern for a democratic campaign in my town while maintaining a full AP/IB course load. In addition, I work part-time as a shift lead at a local ice cream shop, South Swell. My passion for literature and writing drives much of what I do. Last year, I joined the school newspaper, and now as a senior, I write for my own Substack. I also write poetry and read books for enjoyment. Throughout high school, I’ve been a dedicated film photographer, freelancing my work and taking photos for my school. I’m largely self-taught, aside from a summer class at Art Center Pasadena, where I studied in a state-of-the-art facility with a professor. This year, I’m taking an IB Global Politics class, which has further fueled my passion for democracy and global issues. I’m also helping Dr. Sherine Smith with her social media campaign as she runs for chair of my school district. The current chair has pushed policies that ban books and threaten the rights and privacy of the LGBTQ+ community, making advocacy a cause close to my heart. I hope to overcome my financial obstacles and attend a four-year university next year. Post-graduation, I aspire to establish a career that will allow me to give back—offering scholarships to queer students pursuing art or justice, helping them with college financing.

Growing up in a small town as one of the few openly gay kids has been a challenge. Prejudices meet me before people even speak to me. I've heard it all—the slurs, the hateful comments. Presenting masculinely and being the only girl to wear a suit to prom marked me as different. Yet, despite the backlash from my school and community, I wouldn’t trade my identity for anything. Over time, I’ve found the right people, those who see me for who I truly am. Those who lack the capacity to accept me don’t deserve my energy. I’ve curated a supportive community and strive to inspire others to embrace their true selves. Life is infinitely more meaningful when lived authentically. Last year, I read Stone Butch Blues by Leslie Feinberg—a memoir that changed my life. It deepened my gratitude for the freedom I have to live openly as my true self, a freedom my LGBTQ+ ancestors fought hard to secure. Their sacrifices motivate me to continue their advocacy through my voice and my art. One of my primary creative outlets is 35mm film photography, a passion I’ve nurtured since freshman year. My journey began with a simple point-and-shoot camera, but after seeing my first rolls of film, I was hooked. I’ve since invested in a Canon AE-1, which has become an extension of me. I carry it everywhere, capturing moments and preserving nostalgia. My camera opens doors to conversations, introducing me to people and stories I might never have encountered otherwise. It’s my way of honoring the world around me while honoring my own voice. To share this passion, I founded the photography club at my school, encouraging my peers to express themselves creatively and fostering a sense of community. As the Student Body’s photographer, I’ve captured countless school events, preserving memories for others. Over the summer of 2024, I took a darkroom photography class at Art Center College, learning from a college professor in state-of-the-art facilities. This led to a life-changing internship on a pride documentary, Sanctuary, in New York City. I captured stills on my 35mm camera at pride events and interviews, even visiting the historic Stonewall Inn and its museum. Surrounded by my community, I felt seen and inspired. My dream is to attend a diverse, vibrant university and one day work as a political photojournalist, using my art to document the global fight for equality and to inspire LGBTQ+ youth to embrace their authenticity.

Growing up in a small town as one of the few openly gay kids has been a challenge. Prejudices meet me before people even speak to me. I've heard it all—the slurs, the hateful comments. Presenting masculinely and being the only girl to wear a suit to prom marked me as different. Yet, despite the backlash from my school and community, I wouldn’t trade my identity for anything. Over time, I’ve found the right people, those who see me for who I truly am. I’ve curated a supportive community and strive to inspire others to embrace their true selves. Life is infinitely more meaningful when lived authentically. Last year, I read Stone Butch Blues by Leslie Feinberg—a memoir that changed my life. It deepened my gratitude for the freedom I have to live openly as my true self, a freedom my LGBTQ+ ancestors fought hard to secure. Their sacrifices motivate me to continue their advocacy through my voice and my art. One of my primary creative outlets is 35mm film photography, a passion I’ve nurtured since freshman year. My journey began with a simple point-and-shoot camera, but after seeing my first rolls of film, I was hooked. I’ve since invested in a Canon AE-1, which has become an extension of me. I carry it everywhere, capturing moments and preserving nostalgia. My camera opens doors to conversations, introducing me to people and stories I might never have encountered otherwise. It’s my way of honoring the world around me while honoring my own voice. To share this passion, I founded the photography club at my school, encouraging my peers to express themselves creatively and fostering a sense of community. As the Student Body’s photographer, I’ve captured countless school events, preserving memories for others. Over the summer of 2024, I took a darkroom photography class at Art Center College, learning from a college professor in state-of-the-art facilities. This led to a life-changing internship on a pride documentary, Sanctuary, in New York City. I captured stills on my 35mm camera at pride events and interviews, even visiting the historic Stonewall Inn and its museum. Surrounded by my community, I felt seen and inspired. My dream is to attend a diverse, vibrant university and one day work as a political photojournalist, using my art to document the global fight for equality and to inspire LGBTQ+ youth to embrace their authenticity. Jack Terry’s story is one of incredible resilience. Born in Poland in 1930, he lost his entire family in the Holocaust and endured the horrors of three Nazi concentration camps. Despite these overwhelming odds, Jack worked his way through high school and college, becoming a geological engineer, then a psychoanalyst. While my story is different, I also understand the value of resilience and embracing multiple cultures. Growing up as a Jewish girl, my upbringing was a blend of traditions. Though my father and I sometimes disagree on how to embrace our identities, he taught me openness through food and music. Our family’s Christmas tradition of Chinese food at Meizhou Dongpo exposed me to new cultures, while my childhood included both Christian church camps and Jewish summer camps. I learned Biblical verses in one and Hebrew in the other, celebrating Shabbat dinners while singing worship music. Like Jack, my experiences have made me deeply curious about the world and the people in it. His story of survival and adaptation inspires me to continue learning and sharing my own journey. I want to honor the diversity in my life, just as he honored the diversity of experiences that shaped his own.

Growing up in a small town as one of the few openly gay kids has been a challenge. Prejudices meet me before people even speak to me. I've heard it all—the slurs, the hateful comments. Presenting masculinely and being the only girl to wear a suit to prom marked me as different. Yet, despite the backlash from my school and community, I wouldn’t trade my identity for anything. Over time, I’ve found the right people, those who see me for who I truly am. Those who lack the capacity to accept me don’t deserve my energy. I’ve curated a supportive community and strive to inspire others to embrace their true selves. Life is infinitely more meaningful when lived authentically. Last year, I read Stone Butch Blues by Leslie Feinberg—a memoir that changed my life. It deepened my gratitude for the freedom I have to live openly as my true self, a freedom my LGBTQ+ ancestors fought hard to secure. Their sacrifices motivate me to continue their advocacy through my voice and my art. One of my primary creative outlets is 35mm film photography, a passion I’ve nurtured since freshman year. My journey began with a simple point-and-shoot camera, but after seeing my first rolls of film, I was hooked. I’ve since invested in a Canon AE-1, which has become an extension of me. I carry it everywhere, capturing moments and preserving nostalgia. My camera opens doors to conversations, introducing me to people and stories I might never have encountered otherwise. It’s my way of honoring the world around me while honoring my own voice. To share this passion, I founded the photography club at my school, encouraging my peers to express themselves creatively and fostering a sense of community. As the Student Body’s photographer, I’ve captured countless school events, preserving memories for others. Over the summer of 2024, I took a darkroom photography class at Art Center College, learning from a college professor in state-of-the-art facilities. This led to a life-changing internship on a pride documentary, Sanctuary, in New York City. I captured stills on my 35mm camera at pride events and interviews, even visiting the historic Stonewall Inn and its museum. Surrounded by my community, I felt seen and inspired. My dream is to attend a diverse, vibrant university and one day work as a political photojournalist, using my art to document the global fight for equality and to inspire LGBTQ+ youth to embrace their authenticity.

Growing up in a small town as one of the few openly gay kids has been a challenge. Prejudices meet me before people even speak to me. I've heard it all—the slurs, the hateful comments. Presenting masculinely and being the only girl to wear a suit to prom marked me as different. Yet, despite the backlash from my school and community, I wouldn’t trade my identity for anything. Over time, I’ve found the right people, those who see me for who I truly am. Those who lack the capacity to accept me don’t deserve my energy. I’ve curated a supportive community and strive to inspire others to embrace their true selves. Life is infinitely more meaningful when lived authentically. Last year, I read Stone Butch Blues by Leslie Feinberg—a memoir that changed my life. It deepened my gratitude for the freedom I have to live openly as my true self, a freedom my LGBTQ+ ancestors fought hard to secure. Their sacrifices motivate me to continue their advocacy through my voice and my art. One of my primary creative outlets is 35mm film photography, a passion I’ve nurtured since freshman year. My journey began with a simple point-and-shoot camera, but after seeing my first rolls of film, I was hooked. I’ve since invested in a Canon AE-1, which has become an extension of me. I carry it everywhere, capturing moments and preserving nostalgia. My camera opens doors to conversations, introducing me to people and stories I might never have encountered otherwise. It’s my way of honoring the world around me while honoring my own voice. To share this passion, I founded the photography club at my school, encouraging my peers to express themselves creatively and fostering a sense of community. As the Student Body’s photographer, I’ve captured countless school events, preserving memories for others. Over the summer of 2024, I took a darkroom photography class at Art Center College, learning from a college professor in state-of-the-art facilities. This led to a life-changing internship on a pride documentary, Sanctuary, in New York City. I captured stills on my 35mm camera at pride events and interviews, even visiting the historic Stonewall Inn and its museum. Surrounded by my community, I felt seen and inspired. My dream is to attend a diverse, vibrant university and one day work as a political photojournalist, using my art to document the global fight for equality and to inspire LGBTQ+ youth to embrace their authenticity.

Growing up in a small town as one of the few openly gay kids has been a challenge. Prejudices meet me before people even speak to me. I've heard it all—the slurs, the hateful comments. Presenting masculinely and being the only girl to wear a suit to prom marked me as different. Yet, despite the backlash from my school and community, I wouldn’t trade my identity for anything. Over time, I’ve found the right people, those who see me for who I truly am. I’ve curated a supportive community and strive to inspire others to embrace their true selves. Life is infinitely more meaningful when lived authentically. Last year, I read Stone Butch Blues by Leslie Feinberg—a memoir that changed my life. It deepened my gratitude for the freedom I have to live openly as my true self, a freedom my LGBTQ+ ancestors fought hard to secure. Their sacrifices motivate me to continue their advocacy through my voice and my art. One of my primary creative outlets is 35mm film photography, a passion I’ve nurtured since freshman year. My journey began with a simple point-and-shoot camera, but after seeing my first rolls of film, I was hooked. I’ve since invested in a Canon AE-1, which has become an extension of me. I carry it everywhere, capturing moments and preserving nostalgia. My camera opens doors to conversations, introducing me to people and stories I might never have encountered otherwise. It’s my way of honoring the world around me while honoring my own voice. To share this passion, I founded the photography club at my school, encouraging my peers to express themselves creatively and fostering a sense of community. As the Student Body’s photographer, I’ve captured countless school events, preserving memories for others. Over the summer of 2024, I took a darkroom photography class at Art Center College, learning from a college professor in state-of-the-art facilities. This led to a life-changing internship on a pride documentary, Sanctuary, in New York City. I captured stills on my 35mm camera at pride events and interviews, even visiting the historic Stonewall Inn and its museum. Surrounded by my community, I felt seen and inspired. My dream is to attend a diverse, vibrant university and one day work as a political photojournalist, using my art to document the global fight for equality and to inspire LGBTQ+ youth to embrace their authenticity.

Growing up in a town, where I am one of the very few out gay kids is difficult. People hold prejudice towards me before even speaking to me. I have heard all of the nasty comments, from "dyke" to the f slur. I present myself masculinely, and I was the only girl to wear a suit at prom. But even with the backlash from people at my school/within my community, I wouldn't trade my identity for the world. I found the right people, and those who didn't have the capacity to accept me didn't deserve me. I curated my community and inspire people daily to dress how they want and to be loud about it instead of hiding. Life is so much more meaningful out in the open. Last year I read a memoir by Leslie Feinberg, called Stone Butch Blues. A book that changed my life. I will never take for granted my freedom to be exactly who I want in the open, because my LGBTQ+ ancestors weren't able to. They fought for my freedom and I hope to continue their journey of advocacy with my voice and art. I have been shooting 35mm film photography since freshman year. I am mostly self taught. I bought a point and shoot camera my freshman year, just to try it out and each time I got back my film, I felt so inspired. I began shooting film regularly and invested in a new camera. I bought a canon ae-1 camera and use it everyday. I bring my camera with me everywhere. It’s a way for me to capture people as they want to be captured, and commemorate nostalgia. I’ve also noticed it's a way for me to talk to people I normally wouldn’t. My camera is where my conversation starts. Without my camera I wouldn’t have known so many names. So many stories. That is why I bring my camera everywhere I go. I honor my camera, as I honor my voice. With every roll of film I get back, a new story, memories I'll have forever. I started the photography club at my school to encourage my peers to express themselves creatively and foster a sense of community within my school. I also am the Student Body's photographer and attend events capturing memories. Over the summer of 2024 I signed up for a Dark Room photography class at Art Center College, working in state of the art facilities being taught by a college professor. Every weekend I worked in the dark room, and met so many new faces and stories. My experience in the dark room led me to work as a film intern on a pride documentary called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. I went to the place where the StoneWall riots took place and saw the StoneWall museum. A slice of our history in front of my eyes. At the pride events, I was surrounded by people who I shared something with, I felt accepted and seen. That is why I hope to attend a 4 year university in a city surrounded by diversity and culture. My dream is to work as a political photojournalist documenting the global march towards true equality, acceptance and representation.

My best friend is stuck in the 1970’s. A heap of metal, plastic and electronics. I know we’re told that “you can’t buy your friends,” but disregarding this advice, I bought my first film camera freshman year: a classic 35mm canon ae-1. It has become a reliable friend to aid me in capturing memories and provoking change. Having the tangible evidence of my vision by having film negatives has awakened my love for the creative process. In my local community, I started my school’s photography club, hoping to inspire my peers to express themselves and try a new creative outlet. Accessibility to camera equipment is the hardest part of photography, so I have gathered over 10 cameras for my club members to utilize. I am also my student body’s photographer, shooting film instead of digital so we are able to keep our physical negatives forever instead of losing them in an endless digital hub. To further my creative path, last summer I enrolled in a dark room photography class at Art Center college of Pasadena, in a state of the art facility being trained by a college professor. I drove an hour each way in the summer every Saturday to take this class. Although I knew how to shoot film, I was now in the lab developing my craft. I was able to burn and experiment with different printing and exposure. My dark room experience gave me an opportunity to work as a film intern on a pride documentary in June called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. I booked my flight to New York on my own dime, and worked overtime so I could afford it. I collaborated with professionals, and developed a new understanding of my queer community. I’ve even created two zines so far with Adobe software, telling a story within my photos. I’ve sold 20 copies so far online, and exhibit them in a local art store. Finally, I am making change with my best friend, which is all I’ve ever wanted. My favorite work I've created is the photos I took during NYC Pride 2024, I was alone with my camera capturing my community in their essence. There was nothing stopping anyone from being who they truly were. Just the park, pride, friendship and pure acceptance. Growing up in a conservative town, I had never before experienced a sense of belonging, of overwhelming love and freedom of expression. The first image is my favorite, a drag queen with extravagant wings: dressed in head to toe in yellow, with colorful makeup - clashing with the robust common of the city, a gyro truck. Quite literally clashing, the drag queen's attire was caught on the gyro truck. To be there was to understand the interconnections between the world and identity. Art is so important as a means of expression and documentation. Since I've created a website to display my work with more of my portfolio, emmabarbernell.com

My best friend is stuck in the 1970’s. A heap of metal, plastic and electronics. I know we’re told that “you can’t buy your friends,” but disregarding this advice, I bought my first film camera freshman year: a classic 35mm canon ae-1. It has become a reliable friend to aid me in capturing memories and provoking change. Having the tangible evidence of my vision by having film negatives has awakened my love for the creative process. In my local community, I started my school’s photography club, hoping to inspire my peers to express themselves and try a new creative outlet. Accessibility to camera equipment is the hardest part of photography, so I have gathered over 10 cameras for my club members to utilize. I am also my student body’s photographer, shooting film instead of digital so we are able to keep our physical negatives forever instead of losing them in an endless digital hub. To further my creative path, last summer I enrolled in a dark room photography class at Art Center college of Pasadena, in a state of the art facility being trained by a college professor. I drove an hour each way in the summer every Saturday to take this class. Although I knew how to shoot film, I was now in the lab developing my craft. I was able to burn and experiment with different printing and exposure. My dark room experience gave me an opportunity to work as a film intern on a pride documentary in June called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. I booked my flight to New York on my own dime, and worked overtime so I could afford it. I collaborated with professionals, and developed a new understanding of my queer community. I’ve even created two zines so far with Adobe software, telling a story within my photos. I’ve sold 20 copies so far online, and exhibit them in a local art store. Finally, I am making change with my best friend, which is all I’ve ever wanted. My favorite work I've created is the photos I took during NYC Pride 2024, I was alone with my camera capturing my community in their essence. There was nothing stopping anyone from being who they truly were. Just the park, pride, friendship and pure acceptance. Growing up in a conservative town, I had never before experienced a sense of belonging, of overwhelming love and freedom of expression. The first image is my favorite, a drag queen with extravagant wings: dressed in head to toe in yellow, with colorful makeup - clashing with the robust common of the city, a gyro truck. Quite literally clashing, the drag queen's attire was caught on the gyro truck. To be there was to understand the interconnections between the world and identity. Art is so important as a means of expression and documentation. Since I've created a website to display my work with more of my portfolio, emmabarbernell.com

My best friend is stuck in the 1970’s. A heap of metal, plastic and electronics. I know we’re told that “you can’t buy your friends,” but disregarding this advice, I bought my first film camera freshman year: a classic 35mm canon ae-1. It has become a reliable friend to aid me in capturing memories and provoking change. Having the tangible evidence of my vision by having film negatives has awakened my love for the creative process. In my local community, I started my school’s photography club, hoping to inspire my peers to express themselves and try a new creative outlet. Accessibility to camera equipment is the hardest part of photography, so I have gathered over 10 cameras for my club members to utilize. I am also my student body’s photographer, shooting film instead of digital so we are able to keep our physical negatives forever instead of losing them in an endless digital hub. To further my creative path, last summer I enrolled in a dark room photography class at Art Center college of Pasadena, in a state of the art facility being trained by a college professor. I drove an hour each way in the summer every Saturday to take this class. Although I knew how to shoot film, I was now in the lab developing my craft. I was able to burn and experiment with different printing and exposure. My dark room experience gave me an opportunity to work as a film intern on a pride documentary in June called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. I booked my flight to New York on my own dime, and worked overtime so I could afford it. I collaborated with professionals, and developed a new understanding of my queer community. I’ve even created two zines so far with Adobe software, telling a story within my photos. I’ve sold 20 copies so far online, and exhibit them in a local art store. Finally, I am making change with my best friend, which is all I’ve ever wanted. My favorite work I've created is the photos I took during NYC Pride 2024, I was alone with my camera capturing my community in their essence. There was nothing stopping anyone from being who they truly were. Just the park, pride, friendship and pure acceptance. Growing up in a conservative town, I had never before experienced a sense of belonging, of overwhelming love and freedom of expression. The first image is my favorite, a drag queen with extravagant wings: dressed in head to toe in yellow, with colorful makeup - clashing with the robust common of the city, a gyro truck. Quite literally clashing, the drag queen's attire was caught on the gyro truck. To be there was to understand the interconnections between the world and identity. Since I've created a website to display my work with more of my portfolio, emmabarbernell.com

Growing up in a town, where I am one of the very few out gay kids is difficult. People hold prejudice towards me before even speaking to me. I have heard all of the nasty comments, from "dyke" to the f slur. I present myself masculinely, and I was the only girl to wear a suit at prom. But even with the backlash from people at my school/within my community, I wouldn't trade my identity for the world. I found the right people, and those who didn't have the capacity to accept me didn't deserve me. I curated my community and inspire people daily to dress how they want and to be loud about it instead of hiding. Life is so much more meaningful out in the open. Last year I read a memoir by Leslie Feinberg, called Stone Butch Blues. A book that changed my life. I will never take for granted my freedom to be exactly who I want in the open, because my LGBTQ+ ancestors weren't able to. They fought for my freedom and I hope to continue their journey of advocacy with my voice and art. I have been shooting 35mm film photography since freshman year. I am mostly self taught. I bought a point and shoot camera my freshman year, just to try it out and each time I got back my film, I felt so inspired. I began shooting film regularly and invested in a new camera. I bought a canon ae-1 camera and use it everyday. I bring my camera with me everywhere. It’s a way for me to capture people as they want to be captured, and commemorate nostalgia. I’ve also noticed it's a way for me to talk to people I normally wouldn’t. My camera is where my conversation starts. Without my camera I wouldn’t have known so many names. So many stories. That is why I bring my camera everywhere I go. I honor my camera, as I honor my voice. With every roll of film I get back, a new story, memories I'll have forever. I started the photography club at my school to encourage my peers to express themselves creatively and foster a sense of community within my school. I also am the Student Body's photographer and attend events capturing memories. Over the summer of 2024 I signed up for a Dark Room photography class at Art Center College, working in state of the art facilities being taught by a college professor. Every weekend I worked in the dark room, and met so many new faces and stories. My experience in the dark room led me to work as a film intern on a pride documentary called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. I went to the place where the StoneWall riots took place and saw the StoneWall museum. A slice of our history in front of my eyes. At the pride events, I was surrounded by people who I shared something with, I felt accepted and seen. That is why I hope to attend a 4 year university in a city surrounded by diversity and culture. My dream is to work as a political photojournalist documenting the global march towards true equality, acceptance and representation. My work on the documentary gave me a glimpse into my future, I hope to use my arts (photography) as a means to inspire LGBTQ+ youth to embrace their own journey towards authenticity.

Growing up in a town, where I am one of the very few out gay kids is difficult. People hold prejudice towards me before even speaking to me. I have heard all of the nasty comments, from "dyke" to the f slur. I present myself masculinely, and I was the only girl to wear a suit at prom. But even with the backlash from people at my school/within my community, I wouldn't trade my identity for the world. I found the right people, and those who didn't have the capacity to accept me didn't deserve me. I curated my community and inspire people daily to dress how they want and to be loud about it instead of hiding. Life is so much more meaningful out in the open. Last year I read a memoir by Leslie Feinberg, called Stone Butch Blues. A book that changed my life. I will never take for granted my freedom to be exactly who I want in the open, because my LGBTQ+ ancestors weren't able to. They fought for my freedom and I hope to continue their journey of advocacy with my voice and art. I have been shooting 35mm film photography since freshman year. I am mostly self taught. I bought a point and shoot camera my freshman year, just to try it out and each time I got back my film, I felt so inspired. I began shooting film regularly and invested in a new camera. I bought a canon ae-1 camera and use it everyday. I bring my camera with me everywhere. It’s a way for me to capture people as they want to be captured, and commemorate nostalgia. I’ve also noticed it's a way for me to talk to people I normally wouldn’t. My camera is where my conversation starts. Without my camera I wouldn’t have known so many names. So many stories. That is why I bring my camera everywhere I go. I honor my camera, as I honor my voice. With every roll of film I get back, a new story, memories I'll have forever. I started the photography club at my school to encourage my peers to express themselves creatively and foster a sense of community within my school. I also am the Student Body's photographer and attend events capturing memories. Over the summer of 2024 I signed up for a Dark Room photography class at Art Center College, working in state of the art facilities being taught by a college professor. Every weekend I worked in the dark room, and met so many new faces and stories. My experience in the dark room led me to work as a film intern on a pride documentary called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. I went to the place where the StoneWall riots took place and saw the StoneWall museum. A slice of our history in front of my eyes. At the pride events, I was surrounded by people who I shared something with, I felt accepted and seen. That is why I hope to attend a 4 year university in a city surrounded by diversity and culture. My dream is to work as a political photojournalist documenting the global march towards true equality, acceptance and representation. My work on the documentary gave me a glimpse into my future, I hope to use my arts (photography) as a means to inspire LGBTQ+ youth to embrace their own journey towards authenticity.

When I was 8 years old, my healthy 18 year old brother suffered from a grand-mal seizure and was medically induced into a coma for 3 weeks. When he woke up he was paralyzed from the neck down. He later was diagnosed with a rare disease that causes nerve damage, called Guillain-Barré syndrome. My family was affected greatly, at this point we had only lived in California for 5 years after moving from Michigan. It was a huge financial adjustment. My father was supporting 6 people on a tight salary in one of the most expensive places in California. We qualified for medicare, but that did not cover 24 hour care-giving. My parents could not work, my dad had to take leave and we were barely getting by. We depended on family and friends to provide care for my siblings & I while my parents were taking care of my brother. The extent of his paralysis meant that he needed someone to feed him, clothe him, carry him, etc. During this time period, my Father was having panic attacks that were so severe he thought he was having heart attacks. All of my family was aware of the mental health challenges he faced because we were facing them as well. At a young age I was forced to become self-sufficient and independent, while dealing with the anger I had from the lack of attention I received. I acted out as a child and overall struggled with my mental health. School was a challenge for me, I was absent quite a lot. When I was in 3rd grade we moved to two towns over and I was put into a new school system without my support system. My neighbor, my best friend was not with me at school anymore. Adapting to a new school was extremely challenging as I knew no one. I tried homeschooling but struggled to regulate my emotions and involve myself in the community. I tried therapy and finally felt more confident in my mental health. Going into highschool, I came to terms with my sexuality, it was a hard realization as I was raised in a christian household, attending church services 3x a week. I had genuine fear of my parents finding out of my sexuality because they are extremely religious. I had panic attacks anytime they took my phone in fear they would somehow find out, I didn't want to be sent away. In freshman year I started dating a girl and found the courage to come out. I embraced my style, sexuality and became an advocate for those who hid. Although it was a hard conversation, I believe that you can do anything, and be anyone with confidence. I attend therapy every other week to regulate my emotions and talk through things with a trained professional. I am surrounded by like-minded people and friends and I hope to be an advocate for LGBTQ+ youth in my future. I hope to later write a memoir after school and to inspire kids that things do get better. Over summer I worked as a film intern on a pride documentary called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. My dream is to work as a political photojournalist documenting the global march towards true equality, acceptance and representation. My work on the documentary gave me a glimpse into my future, I hope to use my arts (photography) as a means to inspire LGBTQ+ youth to embrace their own journey towards authenticity and mental health.

As a first generation student, and someone who grew up in a home where education was not emphasized, I believe in the hardships many students face just like myself. Both of my parents did not graduate from college and don't believe it. Before junior year, I was unmotivated and unsure of my educational path. After taking Newspaper, and a few AP classes in Junior year, a new horizon was opened to me. I was in a class with seniors and the talk of the town was college. I spoke to my parents about my hope for college and they told me that they would not fund my college tuition or expenses. I have 3 older siblings and they have not helped any of them. Both of my brothers attempted college and were unable to graduate and my older sister is in community college hoping for a degree. I am queer raised in a religious household, although I love my family, community college while living at home is not an option for me. I crave education, new experiences and the freedom to be exactly who I am. At my high school, I am involved in the arts, my student government, clubs & volunteer organizations, and I am currently interning for a democratic campaign in my town whilst maintaining a full AP/IB course schedule. I also work part-time as a shift lead at the local ice cream shop in my town called South Swell. I am passionate about all things literature, last year I got into journalism as I was a part of the school newspaper. Now in my senior year, I write articles for my own substack. I also write poetry and read books for enjoyment. The entirety of my high school experience, I have been a dedicated film photographer, I freelance my photography work and take pictures for my school. I am self taught besides a summer class I took last summer at the Art Center Pasadena, in a state of the art facility being taught by a professor. This year I am taking an IB Global Politics class that has furthered my passion for democracy and world conflicts. Currently I am helping Dr. Sherine Smith with her social media campaigning. She is running for the chair of my school's district. Our current chair member pushed policies that ban books and threaten the LGBTQ communty's rights/privacy. Advocacy is so important to me and that is why I am so passionate about her campaign. I hope to be able to overcome my financial obstacles and next year attend a 4 year university. Post graduate, when I have an established career I hope to give queer students who hope to pursue Art or some form of justice a scholarship to help aid their college financing.

One of my greatest passions in life is photography, it’s a way for me to capture people as they want to be captured, and commemorate nostalgia. I’ve also noticed it's a way for me to talk to people I normally wouldn’t. My camera is where my conversation starts. Without my camera I wouldn’t have known so many names. So many stories. That is why I bring my camera everywhere I go. I honor my camera, as I honor my voice. I got into 35mm film photography in freshman year, I started out with a point and shoot camera my freshman year, just to try it out and each time I got back my film, I felt so inspired. I began shooting film regularly and invested in a new camera. I bought a canon ae-1 camera and use it everyday. Last summer I enrolled myself in a dark room photography class at Art Center college of Pasadena, in a state of the art facility being trained by a college professor. Although I knew how to shoot film, I was now in the lab developing my craft. I was able to burn, and experiment with different printing and exposure. My experience in this dark room gave me an opportunity to work as a film intern on a pride documentary called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. My dream is to work as a political photojournalist documenting the global march towards true equality, acceptance and representation; so this was an eye-opening experience. With every roll of film I get back, a new story, memories I'll have forever. I started the photography club at my school to encourage my peers to express themselves creatively and foster a sense of community within my school. I also am the Student Body's photographer and attend events capturing memories. All of these photos I submitted are stills from the documentary. Thank you for your consideration.

Growing up in a town, where I am one of the very few out gay kids is difficult. People hold prejudice towards me before even speaking to me. I have heard all of the nasty comments, from "dyke" to the f slur. I present myself masculinely, and I was the only girl to wear a suit at prom. But even with the backlash from people at my school/within my community, I wouldn't trade my identity for the world. I found the right people, and those who didn't have the capacity to accept me didn't deserve me. I curated my community and inspire people daily to dress how they want and to be loud about it instead of hiding. Life is so much more meaningful out in the open. Last year I read a memoir by Leslie Feinberg, called Stone Butch Blues. A book that changed my life. I will never take for granted my freedom to be exactly who I want in the open, because my LGBTQ+ ancestors weren't able to. They fought for my freedom and I hope to continue their journey of advocacy with my voice and art. I have been shooting 35mm film photography since freshman year. I am mostly self taught. I bought a point and shoot camera my freshman year, just to try it out and each time I got back my film, I felt so inspired. I began shooting film regularly and invested in a new camera. I bought a canon ae-1 camera and use it everyday. I bring my camera with me everywhere. It’s a way for me to capture people as they want to be captured, and commemorate nostalgia. I’ve also noticed it's a way for me to talk to people I normally wouldn’t. My camera is where my conversation starts. Without my camera I wouldn’t have known so many names. So many stories. That is why I bring my camera everywhere I go. I honor my camera, as I honor my voice. With every roll of film I get back, a new story, memories I'll have forever. I started the photography club at my school to encourage my peers to express themselves creatively and foster a sense of community within my school. I also am the Student Body's photographer and attend events capturing memories. Over the summer of 2024 I signed up for a Dark Room photography class at Art Center College, working in state of the art facilities being taught by a college professor. Every weekend I worked in the dark room, and met so many new faces and stories. My experience in the dark room led me to work as a film intern on a pride documentary called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. I went to the place where the StoneWall riots took place and saw the StoneWall museum. A slice of our history in front of my eyes. At the pride events, I was surrounded by people who I shared something with, I felt accepted and seen. That is why I hope to attend a 4 year university in a city surrounded by diversity and culture. My dream is to work as a political photojournalist documenting the global march towards true equality, acceptance and representation. My work on the documentary gave me a glimpse into my future, I hope to use my arts (photography) as a means to inspire LGBTQ+ youth to embrace their own journey towards authenticity.

Growing up in a town, where I am one of the very few out gay kids is difficult. People hold prejudice towards me before even speaking to me. I have heard all of the nasty comments, from "dyke" to the f slur. I present myself masculinely, and I was the only girl to wear a suit at prom. But even with the backlash from people at my school/within my community, I wouldn't trade my identity for the world. I found the right people, and those who didn't have the capacity to accept me didn't deserve me. I curated my community and inspire people daily to dress how they want and to be loud about it instead of hiding. Life is so much more meaningful out in the open. Last year I read a memoir by Leslie Feinberg, called Stone Butch Blues. A book that changed my life. I will never take for granted my freedom to be exactly who I want in the open, because my LGBTQ+ ancestors weren't able to. They fought for my freedom and I hope to continue their journey of advocacy with my voice and art. I have been shooting 35mm film photography since freshman year. I am mostly self taught. I bought a point and shoot camera my freshman year, just to try it out and each time I got back my film, I felt so inspired. I began shooting film regularly and invested in a new camera. I bought a canon ae-1 camera and use it everyday. I bring my camera with me everywhere. It’s a way for me to capture people as they want to be captured, and commemorate nostalgia. I’ve also noticed it's a way for me to talk to people I normally wouldn’t. My camera is where my conversation starts. Without my camera I wouldn’t have known so many names. So many stories. That is why I bring my camera everywhere I go. I honor my camera, as I honor my voice. With every roll of film I get back, a new story, memories I'll have forever. I started the photography club at my school to encourage my peers to express themselves creatively and foster a sense of community within my school. I also am the Student Body's photographer and attend events capturing memories. Over the summer of 2024 I signed up for a Dark Room photography class at Art Center College, working in state of the art facilities being taught by a college professor. Every weekend I worked in the dark room, and met so many new faces and stories. My experience in the dark room led me to work as a film intern on a pride documentary called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. I went to the place where the StoneWall riots took place and saw the StoneWall museum. A slice of our history in front of my eyes. At the pride events, I was surrounded by people who I shared something with, I felt accepted and seen. That is why I hope to attend a 4 year university in a city surrounded by diversity and culture. My dream is to work as a political photojournalist documenting the global march towards true equality, acceptance and representation. My work on the documentary gave me a glimpse into my future, I hope to use my arts (photography) as a means to inspire LGBTQ+ youth to embrace their own journey towards authenticity.

Growing up in a town, where I am one of the very few out gay kids is difficult. People hold prejudice towards me before even speaking to me. I have heard all of the nasty comments, from "dyke" to the f slur. I present myself masculinely, and I was the only girl to wear a suit at prom. But even with the backlash from people at my school/within my community, I wouldn't trade my identity for the world. I found the right people, and those who didn't have the capacity to accept me didn't deserve me. I curated my community and inspire people daily to dress how they want and to be loud about it instead of hiding. Life is so much more meaningful out in the open. Last year I read a memoir by Leslie Feinberg, called Stone Butch Blues. A book that changed my life. I will never take for granted my freedom to be exactly who I want in the open, because my LGBTQ+ ancestors weren't able to. They fought for my freedom and I hope to continue their journey of advocacy with my voice and art. I have been shooting 35mm film photography since freshman year. I am mostly self taught. I bought a point and shoot camera my freshman year, just to try it out and each time I got back my film, I felt so inspired. I began shooting film regularly and invested in a new camera. I bought a canon ae-1 camera and use it everyday. I bring my camera with me everywhere. It’s a way for me to capture people as they want to be captured, and commemorate nostalgia. I’ve also noticed it's a way for me to talk to people I normally wouldn’t. My camera is where my conversation starts. Without my camera I wouldn’t have known so many names. So many stories. That is why I bring my camera everywhere I go. I honor my camera, as I honor my voice. With every roll of film I get back, a new story, memories I'll have forever. I started the photography club at my school to encourage my peers to express themselves creatively and foster a sense of community within my school. I also am the Student Body's photographer and attend events capturing memories. Over the summer of 2024 I signed up for a Dark Room photography class at Art Center College, working in state of the art facilities being taught by a college professor. Every weekend I worked in the dark room, and met so many new faces and stories. My experience in the dark room led me to work as a film intern on a pride documentary called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. I went to the place where the StoneWall riots took place and saw the StoneWall museum. A slice of our history in front of my eyes. At the pride events, I was surrounded by people who I shared something with, I felt accepted and seen. That is why I hope to attend a 4 year university in a city surrounded by diversity and culture. My dream is to work as a political photojournalist documenting the global march towards true equality, acceptance and representation. My work on the documentary gave me a glimpse into my future, I hope to use my arts (photography) as a means to inspire LGBTQ+ youth to embrace their own journey towards authenticity.

When I was 8 years old, my healthy 18 year old brother suffered from a grand-mal seizure and was medically induced into a coma for 3 weeks. When he woke up he was paralyzed from the neck down. He later was diagnosed with a rare disease that causes nerve damage, called Guillain-Barré syndrome. My family was affected greatly, at this point we had only lived in California for 5 years after moving from Michigan. It was a huge financial adjustment. My father was supporting 6 people on a tight salary in one of the most expensive places in California. We qualified for medicare, but that did not cover 24 hour care-giving. My parents could not work, my dad had to take leave and we were barely getting by. We depended on family and friends to provide care for my siblings & I while my parents were taking care of my brother. The extent of his paralysis meant that he needed someone to feed him, clothe him, carry him, etc. During this time period, my Father was having panic attacks that were so severe he thought he was having heart attacks. All of my family was aware of the mental health challenges he faced because we were facing them as well. At a young age I was forced to become self-sufficient and independent, while dealing with the anger I had from the lack of attention I received. I acted out as a child and overall struggled with my mental health. School was a challenge for me, I was absent quite a lot. When I was in 3rd grade we moved to two towns over and I was put into a new school system without my support system. My neighbor, my best friend was not with me at school anymore. Adapting to a new school was extremely challenging as I knew no one. I tried homeschooling but struggled to regulate my emotions and involve myself in the community. I tried therapy and finally felt more confident in my mental health. Going into highschool, I came to terms with my sexuality, it was a hard realization as I was raised in a christian household, attending church services 3x a week. I had genuine fear of my parents finding out of my sexuality because they are extremely religious. I had panic attacks anytime they took my phone in fear they would somehow find out, I didn't want to be sent away. In freshman year I started dating a girl and found the courage to come out. I embraced my style, sexuality and became an advocate for those who hid. Although it was a hard conversation, I believe that you can do anything, and be anyone with confidence. I attend therapy every other week to regulate my emotions and talk through things with a trained professional. I am surrounded by like-minded people and friends and I hope to be an advocate for LGBTQ+ youth in my future. I hope to later write a memoir after school and to inspire kids that things do get better. Over summer I worked as a film intern on a pride documentary called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. My dream is to work as a political photojournalist documenting the global march towards true equality, acceptance and representation. My work on the documentary gave me a glimpse into my future, I hope to use my arts (photography) as a means to inspire LGBTQ+ youth to embrace their own journey towards authenticity and mental health.

When I was 8 years old, my healthy 18 year old brother suffered from a grand-mal seizure and was medically induced into a coma for 3 weeks. When he woke up he was paralyzed from the neck down. He later was diagnosed with a rare disease that causes nerve damage, called Guillain-Barré syndrome. My family was affected greatly, at this point we had only lived in California for 5 years after moving from Michigan. It was a huge financial adjustment. My father was supporting 6 people on a tight salary in one of the most expensive places in California. We qualified for medicare, but that did not cover 24 hour care-giving. My parents could not work, my dad had to take leave and we were barely getting by. We depended on family and friends to provide care for my siblings & I while my parents were taking care of my brother. The extent of his paralysis meant that he needed someone to feed him, clothe him, carry him, etc. During this time period, my Father was having panic attacks that were so severe he thought he was having heart attacks. All of my family was aware of the mental health challenges he faced because we were facing them as well. At a young age I was forced to become self-sufficient and independent, while dealing with the anger I had from the lack of attention I received. I acted out as a child and overall struggled with my mental health. School was a challenge for me, I was absent quite a lot. When I was in 3rd grade we moved to two towns over and I was put into a new school system without my support system. My neighbor, my best friend was not with me at school anymore. Adapting to a new school was extremely challenging as I knew no one. I tried homeschooling but struggled to regulate my emotions and involve myself in the community. I tried therapy and finally felt more confident in my mental health. Going into highschool, I came to terms with my sexuality, it was a hard realization as I was raised in a christian household, attending church services 3x a week. I had genuine fear of my parents finding out of my sexuality because they are extremely religious. I had panic attacks anytime they took my phone in fear they would somehow find out, I didn't want to be sent away. In freshman year I started dating a girl and found the courage to come out. I embraced my style, sexuality and became an advocate for those who hid. Although it was a hard conversation, I believe that you can do anything, and be anyone with confidence. I attend therapy every other week to regulate my emotions and talk through things with a trained professional. I am surrounded by like-minded people and friends and I hope to be an advocate for LGBTQ+ youth in my future. I hope to later write a memoir after school and to inspire kids that things do get better. Over summer I worked as a film intern on a pride documentary called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. My dream is to work as a political photojournalist documenting the global march towards true equality, acceptance and representation. My work on the documentary gave me a glimpse into my future, I hope to use my arts (photography) as a means to inspire LGBTQ+ youth to embrace their own journey towards authenticity and mental health.

Everything I do. I do it with intention. Intention to not be like my father. I love my father, with no doubt. But we are so different, even though I am half his blood. I tell myself we’re so different, but maybe we’re actually so alike and it scares me so I end up doing everything so that I am not like him. My father, a man of tradition, a man of the church. A man of finance. A man who is the man of the house. A man who told me when I told him that I love women the way I should love men that it was just a phase and that I’d grow out of it just like he did. But what he doesn’t understand is that I have never been more sure of anything. I love her laughter and her intellect. To my dad there’s one right answer. To me, there isn’t always one right answer. Literature; full of endless answers, found me when I needed it most, and allowed me to discover the endless possibilities of my life and education. The endless possibilities of my voice. I never let my voice fall short, and express myself through words and actions. When I feel deep emotions I turn to my journal. My journal has been my best friend for the past 4 years. Someone I can trust, depend on and create with. In times of deep sadness or inspiration my journal is beside me. I use my writing as a means to express myself. I write poetry daily. I love that writing is full of endless possibilities. My junior year, I joined my school newspaper, Triton Times, and simultaneously took AP Lang. These two classes shifted my perspective on expression through writing. My AP Lang teacher, Mrs. Bennet, played a pivotal role in my education. She was so well spoken and such a great teacher. Mrs. Bennet embraced my creativity and guided me into achieving a 5 on the AP Lang exam. She not only helped my fundamental writing skills, but she taught me real world events and inspired me to use my photography with purpose. One day she asked me, "Emma, what are you trying to evoke within your photography". I was stumped by this question, but it led me to wonder. Everything has purpose, especially my art. That next summer I went onto work as a film intern on a LGBTQ+ inclusion documentary taking stills. This work was meaningful. The skill of writing is the skill of thoughtfully thinking and applying. In the articles I publish in my school paper, I am able to express my opinion on news, pop-culture and my love for creative endeavors including film and photography. With my newfound community of literature I am able to collaborate with others, just as passionate as me and get feedback from people that had read my work. It is fulfilling and meaningful. At my future university, I hope to study literature/english and join the school newspaper. I love writing as a means of creative expression and as a way to digest my personal feelings and thoughts. Writing is the best habit and one of my greatest skills in life.

Going into highschool, I came to terms with my sexuality, it was a hard realization as I was raised in a christian household, attending church services 3x a week. I had genuine fear of my parents finding out of my sexuality because they are extremely religious. I had panic attacks anytime they took my phone in fear they would somehow find out, I didn't want to be sent away. In freshman year I started dating a girl and found the courage to come out. I embraced my style, sexuality and became an advocate for those who hid. Although it was a hard conversation, I believe that you can do anything, and be anyone with confidence. I hope to be an advocate for LGBTQ+ youth in my future. I hope to later write a memoir after school and to inspire kids that things do get better. Growing up in a town, where I am one of the very few out gay kids is difficult. People hold prejudice towards me before even speaking to me. I have heard all of the nasty comments, from "dyke" to the f slur. I present myself masculinely, and I was the only girl to wear a suit at prom. But even with the backlash from people at my school/within my community, I wouldn't trade my identity for the world. I found the right people, and those who didn't have the capacity to accept me didn't deserve me. I curated my community and inspire people daily to dress how they want and to be loud about it instead of hiding. Life is so much more meaningful out in the open. Last year I read a memoir by Leslie Feinberg, called Stone Butch Blues. A book that changed my life. I will never take for granted my freedom to be exactly who I want in the open, because my LGBTQ+ ancestors weren't able to. They fought for my freedom and I hope to continue their journey of advocacy with my voice and art. Over the summer of 2024 I worked as a film intern on a pride documentary called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. I went to the place where the StoneWall riots took place and saw the StoneWall museum. A slice of our history in front of my eyes. At the pride events, I was surrounded by people who I shared something with, I felt accepted and seen. That is why I hope to attend a 4 year university in a city surrounded by diversity and culture. My dream is to work as a political photojournalist documenting the global march towards true equality, acceptance and representation. My work on the documentary gave me a glimpse into my future, I hope to use my arts (photography) as a means to inspire LGBTQ+ youth to embrace their own journey towards authenticity. My parents did not graduate college and are unable to finance my college tuition. If awarded the money of Coco's legacy, I will put it forth to my education. An education that will put me in the position to further my career and passion.

When I was 8 years old, my healthy 18 year old brother suffered from a grand-mal seizure and was medically induced into a coma for 3 weeks. When he woke up he was paralyzed from the neck down. He later was diagnosed with a rare disease that causes nerve damage, called Guillain-Barré syndrome. My family was affected greatly, at this point we had only lived in California for 5 years after moving from Michigan. It was a huge financial adjustment. My father was supporting 6 people on a tight salary in one of the most expensive places in California. We qualified for medicare, but that did not cover 24 hour care-giving. My parents could not work, my dad had to take leave and we were barely getting by. We depended on family and friends to provide care for my siblings & I while my parents were taking care of my brother. The extent of his paralysis meant that he needed someone to feed him, clothe him, carry him, etc. During this time period, my Father was having panic attacks that were so severe he thought he was having heart attacks. All of my family was aware of the mental health challenges he faced because we were facing them as well. At a young age I was forced to become self-sufficient and independent, while dealing with the anger I had from the lack of attention I received. I acted out as a child and overall struggled with my mental health. School was a challenge for me, I was absent quite a lot. When I was in 3rd grade we moved to two towns over and I was put into a new school system without my support system. My neighbor, my best friend was not with me at school anymore. Adapting to a new school was extremely challenging as I knew no one. I tried homeschooling but struggled to regulate my emotions and involve myself in the community. I tried therapy and finally felt more confident in my mental health. Going into highschool, I came to terms with my sexuality, it was a hard realization as I was raised in a christian household, attending church services 3x a week. I had genuine fear of my parents finding out of my sexuality because they are extremely religious. I had panic attacks anytime they took my phone in fear they would somehow find out, I didn't want to be sent away. In freshman year I started dating a girl and found the courage to come out. I embraced my style, sexuality and became an advocate for those who hid. Although it was a hard conversation, I believe that you can do anything, and be anyone with confidence. I attend therapy every other week to regulate my emotions and talk through things with a trained professional. I am surrounded by like-minded people and friends and I hope to be an advocate for LGBTQ+ youth in my future. I hope to later write a memoir after school and to inspire kids that things do get better. Over summer I worked as a film intern on a pride documentary called Sanctuary in New York City, taking stills on my 35mm film camera at pride events and interviews. My dream is to work as a political photojournalist documenting the global march towards true equality, acceptance and representation. My work on the documentary gave me a glimpse into my future, I hope to use my arts (photography) as a means to inspire LGBTQ+ youth to embrace their own journey towards authenticity and mental health.

Since I was a kid I've always envied men. Their tall, muscular figures. Energies that take up rooms and command. I wanted to be powerful, I wanted to have muscles. I wanted to be athletic and worthy. From a young age, I involved myself with sports. Anything: softball, kickball, soccer, basketball, gymnastics, football even. But when I came to the realization that I was not allowed to participate in the football activities during my most favorite time: recess. I was frustrated, unmotivated and angry. I wanted to play fiercely, and strong. Like a woman, not like a man. But there wasn't much representation of strong women around me. Strong in their words, strong in their minds but not physically. I needed a role model. In 3rd grade I fractured my arm and was refrained from exercise in a camo cast for months, I gained weight. I was sad and isolated from my activities. Once my cast was off, the following summer I joined Junior Lifeguards, a camp at the beach for 8 hours each day promoting a healthy lifestyle and training kids ocean procedures. My leader, whom I still remember to this day was my ideal role model. Ellie, tan skinned, with broad muscular shoulders and a fire to her. She taught me that I could be feminine and masculine and great at what I loved. She showed me the entities of surfing and the ocean. An ocean I once feared. Ellie played a role in my lifestyle. Now I am 17 years old, I stuck with sports and surfing throughout my high school until Junior year when I focused on working and school. The transition of sports everyday to little to no exercise was jarring. But through my lack of sports, I found new activities. Rock climbing and weight lifting. Two things that made me feel powerful and capable. Balance is what is difficult. I am apart of many activities at school: my student government, newspaper, theatre, the president of my school's photography club and I work 4 days a week as an opener at South Swell ice cream. Managing fitness is so important to the longevity of my life and my confidence. I pride myself in being authentic in everything I do. Fitness is one of them. At the gym I wear outfits that make me feel comfortable and I listen to music that makes me feel motivated. When I'm at the gym, I dance like no one's watching. To dance or to not. But to me, dancing and fitness go hand in hand. When life feels overwhelming and my dancing feels stunted. I turn to my therapist Molly, my photography or poetry. I shoot 35 mm film and have for the past 3 years. My camera makes me feel at ease with the world, it allows me to watch and make peace with the quietness and loudness of my surroundings. I find that I can express my creativity and I can make others feel confident with the portraits that I take. And when there's nothing left to do after I rid myself of my tears, I write. I write about what I'm thinking: exactly how I feel and sometimes I even share it. Writing helps me understand my emotions and express them. Learning how to cope with the stress of life is a lifelong process, but I am lucky enough to have resources to use to express myself and cope.