The Senior Reflection: Final Essays

At the end of each year, TSR students write an essay in which they reflect on their projects, trajectories through Stanford, and plans for the future. Here are the reflections of students who agreed to allow their essays to be made public:


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Simone Barley-Greenfield
Hive to Table
The arts have never been absent from my life. Be it standing in line for hours at the Sydney Opera House to snag a fifty dollar ticket to the opening night of Madame Butterfly or gathering a group of… Read more
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Margaret Carrasco Arias
Flowing Through Tradition
I have officially begun this essay four times. This, this version you are reading now, is the fourth version. Because it turns out that there is a lot I want to say about making my project, but I can’t piece it together… Read more
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Monica Castillo
Whole Brain School
As I start this reflection, it’s appropriate that the song playing is Teenage Dream by Katy Perry alternating with 2012 by Jay Sean. When I first got to Stanford four years ago, I would make Facebook… Read more
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Eva Hellman
Illuminated Shadows
“But we need light to survive.”
While working on this project, I heard this sentiment a lot. After explaining my concept, creating an organism that evolved in a world without light, many would… Read more
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Rosy Karna
Alwali - The Protecting Friend
“I ask for death because it makes me very sick. I have been suffering with this for 25 years,” exclaimed Rahman.
“When I need to go to school for my children, I can’t wear shoes,”… Read more
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Yoon Kim
Concerts of Ions: Turning Neural Activities into Music
Last September, I was carefully looking for a course that could fulfill my WIM (Writing In the Major), which was an essential graduation requirement. Facing my supposedly last year at Stanford and… Read more
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Malika Kumar
Street Science
Street Science was a way for me to share with people how much I love human physiology, and to spark in them the tones of curiosity and delight, discovery and fascination that are deeply imbued in this field… Read more
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Jade Marcos
alala "remember"
I’ve been procrastinating writing this paper since it was first assigned. I tried multiple times to sit down, crank it out, and just submit. One day I sat down, opened Word, titled it as My Senior Reflection… Read more
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Morgan McCluskey
It’s 5pm the day after the exhibition. This past week has been a whirlwind of tangling, untangling, retying, puzzling out, panicking, listening to Mumford and Sons, and mentally preparing for the end of my… Read more
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Molly McKinney
Pick me up before I fall down
When I first heard about TSR from Sue
The whole concept seemed pretty new
The three letters were just another acronym
I thought, “Should I go out on a limb?”…
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David Nguyen
Project A, Issue 1
Growing up with my brother Matthew was a lot of fun. When we first moved to our home in Scottsdale we were part of brand new neighborhood with a nearby elementary school. Naturally we went… Read more
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Eugenia O'Kelly
Dyslexia Letters
The principle of the school was beaming as he opened the door to show my mother and I what turned out to be an empty classroom filled with rows of desks. “And this is detention hall number three.”… Read more
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Pooja Pradhan
breach /brēCH/
noun 1. a gap in a wall, barrier, or defense, especially one made by an attacking army
verb 1. make a gap in and break through (a wall, barrier, or defense) … Read more
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Mallory Smith
One night, during junior year of college, I was in the hospital, having been admitted after a massive episode of hemoptysis (coughing up blood). It was a few days after the episode, and I hadn't been allowed to do… Read more
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Tina Tran
The Paper Umbrella
Hello! Welcome to the scattered musings on my TSR journey. Although my reflections are roughly divided chronologically, do not be deceived, as my memory is notoriously unreliable. Instead, I hope you... Read more
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Alexandra Whitford
From a young age, I have been fascinated with plants. I would sit in the car with my mom discussing all of the whys and hows of plants: how the dew formed in the mornings, why sunflowers follow the sun… Read more