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Category Stories: First Generation

  • Reflections on "Doing it First"

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    Reflections on "Doing it First"

    Understanding the experience of being a first-generation student is difficult; sometimes it seems like all students share the same issues and emotions, and other times it feels like nobody struggles the same way “first-gens” do. Yet, being a first-generation student is truly a unique experience. These students are often highly motivated on their own, and…

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  • Financing Study Abroad: The Cost When You’re There

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    Financing Study Abroad: The Cost When You’re There

    It was early morning when I landed in the Auckland Airport in New Zealand following a 13-hour night in the air full of naps and binge watching The Lord of the Rings. I made my way through Customs and Biosecurity and took my first step into the rainy, warm, New Zealand air. After some time absorbing…

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  • A First Generation Student Abroad

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    A First Generation Student Abroad

    As a first generation college student, I never thought I would have made it here, but now I am sitting in this amazing country writing this article. I didn’t think it would ever happen, but I fought hard for it and with my friends’ and family’s support, my dream was able to come true. Studying…

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  • The First Step Abroad: Being First-Gen in London

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    The First Step Abroad: Being First-Gen in London

    After having both my sister and I, my mother went back to school to obtain her bachelors degree in Accounting and Management. I remember the nights spent doing homework in my father’s four-door sedan while parked at my mother’s university, one of two on the island of Jamaica, waiting for her to complete her classes…

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  • This is Not a Vacation

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    This is Not a Vacation

    The moment I touched down in Sydney I was overcome with emotion. To this day I struggle to describe how exactly I felt while I was there. The closest that I can get is that I felt utterly and undeniably like I had somehow returned home. This place, this bustling metropolitan city, 10,000 miles away…

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