This week I’m in the process of applying for scholarships through Society of Women Engineers (SWE). It’s probably no big deal for some people to fill out scholarship applications, but somewhere along the way to where I am now, I thought, “most scholarships are worth more trouble than it’s worth.” I think this was more true when I was studying liberal arts, where you’re often required to submit long, thoughtful essays about a piece of literature or something that impacts society, blah blah blah, on top of a list of your “volunteer work” or other “extracurricular activities”—as if working full time while attending school full time and maintaining a decent GPA wasn’t enough!—and you’re competing with who knows how many other students. Then of course, there’s the doubt that even after that, you’re still not “worth it.”
It’s an attitude I’ve been trying to change for a long time. I’m still not entirely sure how to navigate applying for scholarships, especially with a less-than-exemplary GPA, but I’ve been working on changing my way of thinking about the scholarships, but perhaps a bit more importantly: myself. As I was writing my scholarship essay (which asked why I want to be an engineer), I spent several minutes thinking critically of why I might deserve a scholarship any more than another person: what makes me different from other students. But then I had a thought that changed how I approached the question.
In choosing to pursue an engineering degree, in investing in my education, I am also investing in myself.
It’s often said that our harshest critics are ourselves, and that’s absolutely true for me. For a long time, it was difficult to see a future beyond my day-to-day job, and I think it was partly because I didn’t believe I had it in me to do it. Choosing to leave the security of my day-job to return to school was an especially difficult decision when you consider the ever-increasing cost of tuition. However, 5+ years in working in retail made me realize that I have so much more potential, and that investing in my education–myself–would be the best way to reach that potential.
Of course, that’s not what the essay prompt asked, but it was part of my thought process. The actual question was both easier and more difficult. The short answer is, I want to make money in a job that challenges me and I like making things. The real answer is much longer, and has changed and taken shape as I’ve gone through the experience of being an engineering student, and actually is tied very closely to why I became involved with SWE in the first place.
As I mentioned above, it was difficult to see a future for myself for a long time. Aside from personal doubts, one thing I realized (after I chose engineering) is that women still represent a minority in STEM fields. Without bringing politics into it, what this means for me is that I didn’t see myself pursuing an education in STEM because I didn’t see myself represented in STEM–I didn’t have a role model to look up to when I was younger. I don’t want that to happen to other young girls, so I want to be that person that I didn’t see in my younger years. I enjoy engineering, and I want young girls to see that they can enjoy it, as well.
Perhaps this post began with the discussion of scholarships, but what it’s truly about is self-growth. When I first returned to university, I kept to myself and struggled to connect with my classmates. It had a little to do with the lack of self-confidence I discussed above, but it didn’t help that I was working full-time while trying to balance a full class load and readjust to attending school. There’s so much I didn’t know–resources to use, people to lean on or build me up when in needed it.
But eventually I managed to fit in the time to become more involved. By being involved with SWE, whatever my reasons, I have been able to connect with people that are like-minded, and who are going through many of the same trials that I have faced. I’ve been able to connect with students in other organizations, through collaboration or shared spaces, and I’ve not only made wonderful friends, but have also been able to connect with my classmates to form study groups.
It may be a no-brainer to some people. Of course you’re better off with making these connections, being involved, etc, but sometimes it’s easier said than done, and sometimes you need a little help to get there.
Someday, when I’m not balancing quite so much, I’d like to mentor young girls interested in an education in STEM. I may not have taken a traditional path so far, but that just means I have more experiences to draw from. I’d like to do it now, truthfully, but I keep reminding myself not to overload myself. If you read my previous post(s), you’ll know that my goal for this semester (or just in general) is to work on time management. It was easier at the start of the semester–and it seems like just yesterday I was making my first blog post!–but it’s already time for the first round of midterms, and I have a quiz or exam or two every week now. All of the ease of the first few weeks has given way to the pressure to do well on these. (As a side note related to fluids, this morning we discussed how a difference in pressure along an airfoil/plane wing causes lift–high pressure below and low pressure above–and I think as an optimistic person I ought to relate that to success, somehow.)
In any case–until then, I will have to satisfy my desire to be a mentor through SWE outreach and part-time work. I have been tutoring at the local community college, which has been more rewarding than I initially expected, but this week I was offered a position as a TA on my campus, instead. It’s not terribly different, because I’ll still be helping students, and it’ll be easier on me because I’ll have less commuting to do–and it’ll free me up to pick up ice skating lessons again, which is a huge win for self-care! But it’s still a change, so wish me luck in readjusting my schedule!
As I wrap up this post, I want to stop and circle back to where I started: the “volunteer work” and “extracurricular activities” that scholarships look for, that once seemed impossible to me, have become an integral part of my university experience. Perhaps it’s a little ironic, but I think it may instead be more likely that I just hadn’t found the right thing for me yet. Maybe a straight path is faster, but I’ve learned a lot more by taking one less traveled.


