When I packed my bags and drove to Grand Valley on move-in day, I was excited. There I sat, surrounded by bedding and bins and coffee supplies, ready to start the next chapter of my life.
I was privileged enough to have an opportunity to study in the United States of America as an international student from Ukraine when I was fourteen years old – which was eight years ago. I went to a wonderful school, West Catholic High School, for my freshman year.
Growing up, I always liked football. Considering that I was sandwiched between two brothers, I think the odds of me enjoying this sport were pretty high. I even used to be the designated quarterback in our three-person games, which we would play after our weekly tradition of watching the Detroit Lions invariably get thrashed.