For this, I responded to an old prompt that I found asking for a moment that shaped my learning experience. 

  

             One moment in particular that had great influence on who I am today took place in London nine years ago, at the age of seven. I was visiting my first cousins, who at the time resided in the city. On that particular day, we decided to visit the Museum of Natural History, which turned out to be an absolute blast. After an exciting visit, I was waiting on a bench while the rest of my family used the restroom. Bored, I craned my neck, looking for something to take up my time. Soon, my eyes fell on a framed Egyptian scroll, resting on a wall about five feet away. I curiously strode towards it and since there were no barriers in the way, I soon ended up nose-to-nose with this artifact. As my eyes scanned the scroll, the thing that fascinated me was not the intricate detail of the figures, nor the age of the scroll itself, but the brushstrokes plainly visible on the paper. The sheer fact that a mere sheet of plexiglass separated me from the brushstrokes of artisans thousands of years old made my jaw drop. That, I can say with confidence, is where my love for history started. Ever since then, history and social studies in general have been by far my most exciting subjects, and also have helped me figure out what motivates me academically. Because I found history to be one of my main passions, I branched off and discovered that political science and language pique my interest as well. Since my passion extends into those subjects, I have become an active participant in classes pertinent to my interests, and engaged in exciting and interesting dialogue with students and teachers alike. If it had not been for that encounter with the brushstrokes of the ancients, I would not be the intellectually curious person I am today.