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  Review of “Balancing Humility with Audacity” featuring Jacqueline Novogratz Humility and audacity. These two themes have already played a massive role in my life in the form of my parents' divorce. My dad is the definition of audacity; he is bold, unflinching, and lives to the beat of his own drum. In contrast, my mom is the definition of humility; she is kind, caring, and always puts others before herself. They are equally amazing people, but they constantly fought and fought because of their unmendable ideological differences before divorcing when I was eighteen. As a kid, I struggled to deal with the two different kinds of people my parents wanted me to become. I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder as I felt as if there were two people in my head, each with their own sets of ideals and values, constantly arguing over everything in my life. However, as I matured and went through university, I realized that both characteristics were equally important to my success. Humility and ...

Tàu Điện Ngầm Hồng Hà (Red River Metro) One dollar. That was all the money my dad had at 17 after dropping out of school and being forced to make a living for himself. He spent that dollar on a bus ticket to take him from his hometown in rural Vietnam to Hanoi, the capital. He worked tirelessly in the Chợ Xuân night market for years before acquiring enough money to start his own business, which would flourish over the following decades. 27 years later, that singular dollar had snowballed into something big enough to enable me to fly across the Pacific Ocean and attend USC. If that bus route didn’t exist, or my dad didn’t have enough money to afford the ticket, where would I be today? My dad’s story illustrates the importance of access to transportation – something that is not equally given to everyone. I have witnessed family members, relatives, and friends forced to turn down work opportunities, even their dream jobs, simply because it cost too much or took too long to travel to and f...