National Honors Society Application
Lubna Kabir
National Honor Society Application
31 October 2012
Why I Wish to Be a Member of NHS Throughout my high school years, I have encountered several struggles. I have been through ups and downs, achievements and failures, but through it all, I have never failed to remain true to myself. I have faced the brutal torture of having my incredible father stripped away from my life as a result of my parents’ divorce, simply due to my mother’s sheer wealth. In fact, such a traumatic experience taught me to be independent and rely solely on myself for the wants and wishes that I have for my future, rather than focus on the past and wish things were the same again. Although my seemingly flawless academic career and overall lifestyle in the past ignite within me a wistful longing to have my father be a part of my life again, recent difficulties have thrown me into a premature state of independence and raw self-realization which I intend to use to the best of my abilities in order to become the best “me” I have ever been and prove myself a worthy candidate for the National Honor Society. Prior to the first quarter of my junior year in high school, my life, in a way, was perfect. I always got straight A’s, finished all of my homework ahead of time, participated in a wide array of activities that I always seemed to enjoy, and enjoyed the recognition that all I did seemed to bring me. My father would constantly urge me to spend my time wisely and do things that would carve out a bright future for me. He was always the one to attend school events, drive me to and from school, speak with all of my teachers, make arrangements for my extra-curricular activities, and overall help me organize my time to keep me at an optimum level of happiness, success, and flawlessness. Above all, my father had a love for me that was unmatched to the love that any other father in the world could have for his daughter. Sadly, I came to realize all that my father had ever done for my
National Honor Society Application
31 October 2012
Why I Wish to Be a Member of NHS Throughout my high school years, I have encountered several struggles. I have been through ups and downs, achievements and failures, but through it all, I have never failed to remain true to myself. I have faced the brutal torture of having my incredible father stripped away from my life as a result of my parents’ divorce, simply due to my mother’s sheer wealth. In fact, such a traumatic experience taught me to be independent and rely solely on myself for the wants and wishes that I have for my future, rather than focus on the past and wish things were the same again. Although my seemingly flawless academic career and overall lifestyle in the past ignite within me a wistful longing to have my father be a part of my life again, recent difficulties have thrown me into a premature state of independence and raw self-realization which I intend to use to the best of my abilities in order to become the best “me” I have ever been and prove myself a worthy candidate for the National Honor Society. Prior to the first quarter of my junior year in high school, my life, in a way, was perfect. I always got straight A’s, finished all of my homework ahead of time, participated in a wide array of activities that I always seemed to enjoy, and enjoyed the recognition that all I did seemed to bring me. My father would constantly urge me to spend my time wisely and do things that would carve out a bright future for me. He was always the one to attend school events, drive me to and from school, speak with all of my teachers, make arrangements for my extra-curricular activities, and overall help me organize my time to keep me at an optimum level of happiness, success, and flawlessness. Above all, my father had a love for me that was unmatched to the love that any other father in the world could have for his daughter. Sadly, I came to realize all that my father had ever done for my