Finding My Place by mohammad

mohammad's entry into Varsity Tutor's May 2026 scholarship contest

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Finding My Place by mohammad - May 2026 Scholarship Essay

When I came to the United States in January 2019, I did not speak English well. I knew some
words, but not enough to have a real conversation or understand what my teachers were saying
most of the time. Everything around me felt strange — the school, the people, the food, even the
way students talked to each other. I remember sitting in class and pretending I understood because
I did not want to embarrass myself. It was very hard and very lonely.
I spent my first years in Kalamazoo. I worked hard to improve my English and to keep up with my
classes, but it took a long time. Making friends was not easy when you cannot express yourself the
way you want to. Sometimes I knew what I wanted to say but could not find the words in English.
Other times I would say something and people would look at me in a way that made me feel like
an outsider. I got used to it, but I never fully stopped feeling it.
In 2023 my family moved to Houghton, which is a very small town in northern Michigan. I was
not excited about this. I was already tired of starting over, and Houghton seemed like a place where
I would stand out even more. I did not know many people like me there. I was nervous about what
the school would be like.
But Houghton High School was different from what I expected.
The teachers here actually paid attention to me. Not just to my grades, but to me as a person. When
I did not understand something, they did not make me feel stupid for asking. They explained things
again, in different ways, until I understood. Some of them stayed after class just to help me. They
learned how to say my name the right way, which maybe sounds like a small thing, but for me it
was not small. It told me that they saw me.
The school is very small, so everyone knows each other. At first this made me uncomfortable
because I could not hide or be invisible. But later I understood that this was actually good for me.
I started talking to people more. I joined some activities. I made real friends, not just people who
were polite to me in the hallway. I started to feel like I was part of something.
Now I am a senior and I will graduate soon. When I think about the student I was when I first
arrived — quiet, confused, always sitting in the back — and compare him to who I am today, I can
see how much has changed. The school here in Houghton helped me find my confidence. The
teachers believed in me before I believed in myself.
I will not forget that.

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