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prompt#1Describe the world you come from - for example, your family, community or school - and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations. Accompanied by mellifluous music and brilliant lights, I was dancing on the spacious stage. The performance seemed to delight the audience. All of the audience members were giving a standing ovation for me. I started to bow to them and wave my hand as my face stretched out into a genuine smile. I could feel the pride that I had never felt before. After the performance, people still wanted to see me and talk to me. They gave me a bouquet of flowers and gifts. This performance was planned by one of my history teacher. One day, my history teacher suggested that I visit the senior citizens' home. He told me that people in senior citizens' home would be very pleasant, and also I would have a wonderful experience. I was not sure what exactly senior citizens' home was. I thought it was just a place that many of old people gather around. When my teacher suggested the idea, my mind raced with visions of eerily ancient, withered hands and faces. My own preconceptions about the elderly caused me a good deal of unnecessary fear. Apparently, my teacher could sense my concern. "Don't worry," he said, "You'll have a good time." I made one group with some of my friends, and we planed dance performance for the people in senior citizens' home. I practiced enthusiastically. There were myriad people, including retired and disabled people in there. After my teacher introduced our group, we began the performance we had been practicing very diligently. Instead of a stage, we had a bare floor; instead of stage lights, we had a fluorescent lamp. This initially caused me some embarrassment, but I was determined to keep dancing. Everything I expected was not there at all, and I quite disappointed. And even cassette player was too old; we were having a problem with music too. But I kept dancing with a bland smile. I was hoping that they would understand my true heart. Eventually, people started react on our performance. They started move their bodies and dance with rhythm delightfully, and as soon as we were done they gave us a hearty warm cheer. They were touched by our performance, and my heart was full. I had conversations with them after the performance. They mostly talked about their families. They told me that I made them remembered their granddaughters. They treated me as their real granddaughters too. I could feel how much they were missing their families and they were feeling loneliness. They gave treats and some of their keepsakes, such as bracelets they made, to my friends and me with saying thank us for the performance. Meant more to me than any of the gifts and flowers. I was surprised that they were pleased more than I expected. I realized that extended stage or colorful lights were not very important for communicating each other. The senior citizens' home is not just a place where old people live out their last days. It is a place allows the elderly to ease their loneliness and pains, and obtain relief from sharing and communicating each other. Although the performance actually was not a grand spectacle, everyone enjoyed it. I believe the people in senior citizens' home have read my heart. Communication processes when people truly understand each other. This experience dispelled my preconceptions and gave me a new perspective about community. It was the beginning of my understanding of communication, and now I have a dream to interpret and construct people's massages through communication. - please give me some advicei need your help
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Prompt#1Describe the world you come from - for example, your family, community or school - and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations. Accompanied by mellifluous music and brilliant lights, I was dancing on the spacious stage. The performance seemed to delight the audience. All the audience members were giving a standing ovation for me. I started to bow to them and wave my hand as my face stretched out into a genuine smile. I could feel the pride that I had never felt before. After the performance, people still wanted to see me and talk to me. They gave me a bouquet of flowers and gifts. This performance was planned by one of my history teacher. One day, my history teacher suggested that I visit the senior citizens' home. He told me that people in senior citizens' home would be very pleasant, and also I would have a wonderful experience. I was not sure what exactly senior citizens' home was. I thought it was just a place that many of old people gather around. When my teacher suggested the idea, my mind raced with visions of eerily ancient, withered hands and faces. My own preconceptions about the elderly caused me a good deal of unnecessary fear. Apparently, my teacher could sense my concern. "Don't worry," he said, "You'll have a good time." I made one group with some of my friends, and we planed dance performance for the people in senior citizens' home. I practiced enthusiastically. There were myriad people, including retired and disabled people in there. After my teacher introduced our group, we began the performance we had been practicing very diligently. Instead of a stage, we had a bare floor; instead of stage lights, we had a fluorescent lamp. This initially caused me some embarrassment, but I was determined to keep dancing. Everything I expected was not there at all, and I quite disappointed. And even cassette player was too old; we were having a problem with music too. But I kept dancing with a bland smile. I was hoping that they would understand my true heart. Eventually, people started react on our performance. They started move their bodies and dance with rhythm delightfully, and as soon as we were done they gave us a hearty warm cheer. They were touched by our performance, and my heart was full. I had conversations with them after the performance. They mostly talked about their families. They told me that I made them remembered their granddaughters. Furthermore, they treated me as their real granddaughters too. I could feel how much they were missing their families, and they were feeling loneliness. They gave treats and some of their keepsakes, such as bracelets they made, to my friends and me with saying thank us for the performance. Meant more to me than any of the gifts and flowers. I was surprised that they were pleased more than I expected. I realized that extended stage or colorful lights were not very important for communicating each other. The senior citizens' home is not just a place where old people live out their last days. It is a place allows the elderly to ease their loneliness and pains, and obtain relief from sharing and communicating each other. Although the performance actually was not a grand spectacle, everyone enjoyed it. I believe the people in senior citizens' home have read my heart. Communication processes when people truly understand each other. This experience dispelled my preconceptions and gave me a new perspective about community. It was the beginning of my understanding of communication, and now I have a dream to interpret and construct people's massages through communication. - please give me some advice need your help
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After years of exploration and confusion, I have finally decided to major in Political Science. Political Science became an interest when I took my first government class in my senior year in High School. I was born in a politically corrupt, post - communist nation, called Armenia. Living conditions were horrible, and the government corrupt. Fighting would emerge in the streets where the children played, and jobs were lost day after day. After my family was blessed with the opportunity to begin a new life in America, I finally saw what a proper government is. When my parents brought my brother and me to this nation, we did not have to worry about whether or not we were going to have electricity or running water in the house that night. We didn't have to worry about our front and back yards being unsafe to play, or whether or not either one of our parents was going to lose their job. We finally had the opportunity to be the carefree children we loved to be. However, it was not until I started high school that I realized the sole reason for the differences in living conditions between America and Armenia was America's lack of a corrupt government. This is when my interest developed in the subject. Upon learning how our government functioned, specifically the three branches and the division of powers, I realized how complex and brilliant our democratic government really is. What fascinated me the most, however, was the fact that even though the government we have today is the same government our founding fathers had originated centuries ago, the world still houses nations with corrupt, imperialistic and dictatorial governments. Luckily for me, as my interest began to develop in my senior year in high school, the city where I live, Glendale, California, was holding elections for city hall. I volunteered on a number of campaigns and gained firsthand experience in the topic that interested me so much. I had learned to love the opportunities our government offers its citizens and was thrilled to be a part of it by volunteering for campaigns. In addition, I have also volunteered for our presidential election. For both elections, I was responsible for answering calls, sending letters, and going door to door to promote the candidates. Volunteering for these campaigns helped me understand the importance of living in a democratic nation. I got to experience firsthand how politicians and ordinary citizens worked hard to achieve the greatest good for the nation and our community. I began to appreciate the right to vote, and the power of the individual in our democratic society. I learned to value what I am gifted with, and that is living in a nation with a government that cares so greatly about its citizens. I was taught to never take for granted what I valued, and therefore would love to expand my knowledge on our nation's government, and ultimately graduate from a UC with a degree in Political Science.
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After years of exploration and confusion, I have finally decided to major in Political Science. Political Science became an interest when I took my first government class in my senior year in High School. I was born in a politically corrupt, post - communist nation, called Armenia. Living conditions were horrible, and the government corrupt. Fighting would emerge in the streets where the children played, and jobs were lost day after day. After my family was blessed with the opportunity to begin a new life in America, I finally saw what a proper government is. When my parents brought my brother and me to this nation, we did not have to worry about whether we were going to have electricity or running water in the house that night. We didn't have to worry about our front and backyards being unsafe to play, or whether either one of our parents was going to lose their job. We finally had the opportunity to be the carefree children we loved to be. However, it was not until I started high school that I realized the sole reason for the differences in living conditions between America and Armenia was America's lack of a corrupt government. This is when my interest developed in the subject. Upon learning how our government functioned, specifically the three branches and the division of powers, I realized how complex and brilliant our democratic government really is. What fascinated me the most, however, was the fact that even though the government we have today is the same government our founding fathers had originated centuries ago, the world still houses nations with corrupt, imperialistic and dictatorial governments. Luckily for me, as my interest began to develop in my senior year in high school, the city where I live, Glendale, California, was holding elections for city hall. I volunteered on a number of campaigns and gained firsthand experience in the topic that interested me so much. I had learned to love the opportunities our government offers its citizens and was thrilled to be a part of it by volunteering for campaigns. In addition, I have also volunteered for our presidential election. For both elections, I was responsible for answering calls, sending letters, and going door to door to promote the candidates. Volunteering for these campaigns helped me understand the importance of living in a democratic nation. I got to experience firsthand how politicians and ordinary citizens worked hard to achieve the greatest good for the nation and our community. I began to appreciate the right to vote, and the power of the individual in our democratic society. Furthermore, I learned to value what I am gifted with, and that is living in a nation with a government that cares so greatly about its citizens. Furthermore, I was taught to never take for granted what I valued, and therefore would love to expand my knowledge on our nation's government, and ultimately graduate from a UC with a degree in Political Science.
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This essay is for the UC prompt for transfer applicants, #1. I need feedback on content, organization, whether or not it answers the prompt well, and if it's ready for submission. Thank you very much! --- I have envisioned myself wearing a white lab coat, blue gloves on each hand, goggles covering half of my face, my short hair in a bun, and black slacks, working at a lab. I imagine myself working with hazardous chemicals and mixing reagents in a small beakerïwatching patiently as those reagents form new substances. I also picture myself in front of a microscope looking at bacteria cultures. This vision, as I have seen many times ever since I graduated from high school, has strengthened my love for chemistry and biology. In the future, I want to work at a microbiology labïto do research about current evolving bacterial pathogens and viruses that affect our everyday lives. I finally decided to major in Biochemistry and Molecular Biology. To start off my college career, I enrolled in General Chemistry (as a freshman) and Organic Chemistry (as a sophomore) and its concurrent laboratory classes. The classes and the lab works have proved that even AP Chemistry in high school is not enough. Chemistry requires understanding far more depth into its applications rather than just mere memorization. It definitely is a challenge, but I am not planning on ever giving up. At the same time, I joined the American Medical Student Association club (AMSA) at my school. Being part of AMSA has pushed me to go beyond my duties for my community. Working at health fairs certainly taught me leadership. At health fairs, I have been given the opportunity to inform people about a current disease, who is at risk, the symptoms, ways of preventions, and other important information about the disease. Talking directly to strangers has solidified my skill as an orator. Although, it was quite nerve-wracking in the beginning, I am now proud to say that if I were to stand in front of hundreds of medical professionals right now, I would have no problem informing them about new bacterial pathogens or viruses that I have recently discovered. As I continue to take my science classes, I will continue to be challenged and become better at what I want to do in the future. I will keep participating in AMSA as to give me a chance to improve my leadership skills. I will also keep on enjoying doing experiments. I have gained (and will keep gaining) more knowledge about chemistry and biology from here on out.
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This essay is for the UC prompt for transfer applicants, #1. I need feedback on content, organization, whether it answers the prompt well, and if it's ready for submission. Thank you very much! --- I have envisioned myself wearing a white lab coat, blue gloves on each hand, goggles covering half of my face, my short hair in a bun, and black slacks, working at a lab. I imagine myself working with hazardous chemicals and mixing reagents in a small beakerïwatching patiently as those reagents form new substances. I also picture myself in front of a microscope looking at bacteria cultures. This vision, as I have seen many times ever since I graduated from high school, has strengthened my love for chemistry and biology. In the future, I want to work at a microbiology Latino do research about current evolving bacterial pathogens and viruses that affect our everyday lives. I finally decided to major in Biochemistry and Molecular Biology. To start off my college career, I enrolled in General Chemistry (as a freshman) and Organic Chemistry (as a sophomore) and its concurrent laboratory classes. The classes and the lab works have proved that even AP Chemistry in high school is not enough. Chemistry requires understanding far more depth into its applications rather than just mere memorization. It definitely is a challenge, but I am not planning on ever giving up. At the same time, I joined the American Medical Student Association club (AESA) at my school. Being part of AESA has pushed me to go beyond my duties for my community. Working at health fairs certainly taught me leadership. At health fairs, I have been given the opportunity to inform people about a current disease, who is at risk, the symptoms, ways of preventions, and other important information about the disease. Talking directly to strangers has solidified my skill as an orator. Although, it was quite nerve-wracking in the beginning, I am now proud to say that if I were to stand in front of hundreds of medical professionals right now, I would have no problem informing them about new bacterial pathogens or viruses that I have recently discovered. As I continue to take my science classes, I will continue to be challenged and become better at what I want to do in the future. I will keep participating in AESA as to give me a chance to improve my leadership skills. I will also keep on enjoying doing experiments. Furthermore, I have gained (and will keep gaining) more knowledge about chemistry and biology from here on out.
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I remember a phrase I had heard years ago that intrigued me: "One World and No Strangers." I was struck by its utterly simple, yet profound meaning. When I moved to America from Hong Kong, my stunted English always stood between me and the other children; however, it did not hamper me from fixing computers for those that encountered problems. My short, punctuated keystrokes and hurried clicks would melt stubborn, frozen screens, to the enormous excitement of the owner. On more than one occasion, this connection was the sole foundation for a strong friendship, and I realized that technology would become the bridge for me to interact with everyone else. With the help of technology, I soon assimilated into my new culture. Living thirty minutes from Silicon Valley, I seized the opportunities I had to take my technical progress to the next level. Silicon Valley soon became my "playground of technology" as I swung and leaped from its swings. I had access to the latest and best technology the world had to offer. By age seven, I was already irreversibly swept up in an internet phenomenon: the exponential growth of innovations from the world of computers bedazzled me. Scientists marveled at Moore's law, which predicted that the number of transistors on a computer chip would double every year. The phenomenon was significant as it later led to the development of human interactions through the internet. Awed by the sheer power of computers, I realized that this was a significant point in history. The quote was now quite achievable with the next digital revolution. By exposing myself to technological opportunities near Silicon Valley, I developed a deep understanding in technology. My transition into the digital age sparked early in my life where technology was the only language that I could converse with my peers. Innovation, communication, invention and entrepreneurship were injected into me. Technology inspired me to believe that nothing was impossible, and still does to this very day. Consequently, I became a more proficient person, helping friends and family by fixing their computers or by picking out their new computer parts. Transitioning between computer savvy to internet guru, I have gained a deep sense of how the internet functions. In my junior year of high school, I became a Web Entrepreneur. At once, my internet achievements reminded me that "One World and No Strangers" was not just possible, but probable. The foundations of interlaying network of existing technologies serve as a solid interface for interaction between humans all over the world. I realized then that the "bridge of technology" was not just my personal bridge to strangers, but rather a bridge to a world without strangers. But even in this modern era, that bridge hasn't been finished yet. In fact, it might take many, many years, decades even. However, finishing the bridge is my lifelong ambition because people yearn for a more connected world. I hope to be a vanguard of technology so that I can help break the boundaries of technologies so that we can better utilize technology to finish that bridge so that we may create a world without strangers. Please help!
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I remember a phrase I had heard years ago that intrigued me: "One World and No Strangers." I was struck by its utterly simple, yet profound meaning. When I moved to America from Hong Kong, my stunted English always stood between me and the other children; however, it did not hamper me from fixing computers for those that encountered problems. My short, punctuated keystrokes and hurried clicks would melt stubborn, frozen screens, to the enormous excitement of the owner. On more than one occasion, this connection was the sole foundation for a strong friendship, and I realized that technology would become the bridge for me to interact with everyone else. With the help of technology, I soon assimilated into my new culture. Living thirty minutes from Silicon Valley, I seized the opportunities I had to take my technical progress to the next level. Silicon Valley soon became my "playground of technology" as I swung and leaped from its swings. I had access to the latest and best technology the world had to offer. By age seven, I was already irreversibly swept up in an internet phenomenon: the exponential growth of innovations from the world of computers bedazzled me. Scientists marveled at Moore's law, which predicted that the number of transistors on a computer chip would double every year. The phenomenon was significant as it later led to the development of human interactions through the internet. Awed by the sheer power of computers, I realized that this was a significant point in history. The quote was now quite achievable with the next digital revolution. By exposing myself to technological opportunities near Silicon Valley, I developed a deep understanding in technology. My transition into the digital age sparked early in my life where technology was the only language that I could converse with my peers. Innovation, communication, invention and entrepreneurship were injected into me. Technology inspired me to believe that nothing was impossible, and still does to this very day. Consequently, I became a more proficient person, helping friends and family by fixing their computers or by picking out their new computer parts. Transitioning between computer savvy to internet guru, I have gained a deep sense of how the internet functions. In my junior year of high school, I became a Web Entrepreneur. At once, my internet achievements reminded me that "One World and No Strangers" was not just possible, but probable. The foundations of interlaying network of existing technologies serve as a solid interface for interaction between humans all over the world. I realized then that the "bridge of technology" was not just my personal bridge to strangers, but rather a bridge to a world without strangers. But even in this modern era, that bridge hasn't been finished yet. In fact, it might take many, many years, decades even. However, finishing the bridge is my lifelong ambition because people yearn for a more connected world. I hope to be a vanguard of technology so that I can help break the boundaries of technologies so that we can better utilize technology to finish that bridge so that we may create a world without strangers. Please help!
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Prompt #2- Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud and how does it relate to the person you are? "To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded," is part of a famous quote that comes from Ralph Waldo Emerson and it defines what success can be. By today's definition, however, success has lost its intrinsic meaning over the years. The connotated term has been solely defined by the amount material wealth people possess. ...
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Prompt #2- Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? "To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded," is part of a famous quote that comes from Ralph Waldo Emerson, and it defines what success can be. By today's definition, however, success has lost its intrinsic meaning over the years. The connotated term has been solely defined by the amount material wealth people possess. ...
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At a young age my parents often told me to take advantage of the education provided here in America, but I certainly didn't understand what they meant by it . The determination to obtain perfect attendance was not always my idea, but after forcing me to go to school everyday since my time in elementary, I finally understood exactly what my parents were trying to teach me. Both of my parents are from Japan and have gotten their primary education there. They had many siblings, so for them, the monthly tuition for their education was a significant amount for their families. Since I have entered high school, my parents have stopped forcing me to come to school. Now, rather than them making me come to class everyday, I make myself come. I had come to the realization that I should take advantage of the resources presented to me in order to succeed, and have also realized what I had already accomplished and wanted to finish what I had already started. From that day on, I have made a promise and decision to myself that I would make an everyday effort to come to school, whatever the circumstance. There were countless times when I didn't want to come to school either because of a minor sickness, problems at school or in the family, or just pure laziness and the temptation to stay in bed. But because I managed to pull through and keep the promise that I made to myself, I am proud of who I am today and what I have accomplished. By keeping my attendance , I have proved to myself that I can accomplish anything I set my mind to if I persevere through the difficulties that life throws at me and by just moving ahead. Whether it be in academics, sports, or any other significant part of my life, quitting is not acceptable for me. Although in the eyes of many, what I perceive as my accomplishment may be silly, to me it has a meaningful significance. It has taught me to become an individual who knows how to stay focused on a goal without giving up or getting sidetracked and has made me take personal responsibility for my own education and success. Although, not quitting, doesn't guarantee perfect results, it does guarantee one thing for certain: the feeling of accomplishment. So where am I going to be on the so called, "Senior Ditch Day"? I believe you already know the answer to that question.
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At a young age my parents often told me to take advantage of the education provided here in America, but I certainly didn't understand what they meant by it. The determination to obtain perfect attendance was not always my idea, but after forcing me to go to school every day since my time in elementary, I finally understood exactly what my parents were trying to teach me. Both of my parents are from Japan and have gotten their primary education there. They had many siblings, so for them, the monthly tuition for their education was a significant amount for their families. Since I have entered high school, my parents have stopped forcing me to come to school. Now, rather than them making me come to class every day, I make myself come. I had come to the realization that I should take advantage of the resources presented to me in order to succeed, and have also realized what I had already accomplished and wanted to finish what I had already started. From that day on, I have made a promise and decision to myself that I would make an everyday effort to come to school, whatever the circumstance. There were countless times when I didn't want to come to school either because of a minor sickness, problems at school or in the family, or just pure laziness and the temptation to stay in bed. But because I managed to pull through and keep the promise that I made to myself, I am proud of who I am today and what I have accomplished. By keeping my attendance, I have proved to myself that I can accomplish anything I set my mind to if I persevere through the difficulties that life throws at me and by just moving ahead. Whether it be in academics, sports, or any other significant part of my life, quitting is not acceptable for me. Although in the eyes of many, what I perceive as my accomplishment may be silly, to me, it has a meaningful significance. It has taught me to become an individual who knows how to stay focused on a goal without giving up or getting sidetracked and has made me take personal responsibility for my own education and success. Although, not quitting, doesn't guarantee perfect results, it does guarantee one thing for certain: the feeling of accomplishment. So where am I going to be on the so called, "Senior Ditch Day"? I believe you already know the answer to that question.
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Perseverance and failure can not coexist. Failure only happens when one decides to stop trying and quit. The personal quality that I hold with high regard is that I see challenges as opportunities and I have the perseverance to accomplish my goals. I will try my hardest to accomplish what I truly desire in spite of counterinfluences, opposition, or discouragement. I have hated challenges for the most part of my life, but as I grew older and wiser, I found that challenges are opportunities, for me to grow and learn, to strengthen myself. I now understand the old saying "nothing worthwhile comes easy" when I work hard for something and see it manifest before my eyes, I get a powerful sense of pride and accomplishment. I now see that challenges are blessings to test how badly I wanted to accomplish my goals, and how hard I am willing to work for them. During my freshmen year, I came across a wonderful piece of instrument, the guitar. I was captivated when silence changed to music at the flick of my fingers. Before I know it, I spent hours online for guitar related videos; I had ignited a passion for the guitar. When I first started to play, my fingers were the first to give in, the strings left deep marks that stained for days, and the disjointed notes I called "music" was simply unbearable. It seemed to be hopeless, the challenges seem to be overwhelming, I wanted to take the easy way out, just admit defeat and quit, but I did not let defeat get the best out of me, I asked myself, will you get flustered, or will you get determined? Will you cry, or will you roll up your sleeves and get to work? My strong preserve nature rose up and I developed a steely determination to not be beaten. After months of hard work and countless hours practicing, I learned my first song, when I picked the last note in the melody, the tone sounded so sweet, or maybe it was just the satisfaction of my hard work paying off. After two years of continuous practice, I felt so confident that I enrolled in the Annual Chinese Cultural Festival representing my music school. From this valuable experience, not only I have became a skilled guitar player, I have once again learned the importance of perseverance I find the biggest challenge is having positive attitude towards obstacles. While some people take a victim mentality when obstacles arise, I look at them as blessing of opportunities make myself stronger. I challenge myself to figure out a solution, to find a path, no matter how difficult it might seem. In fact, whenever I feel like giving up I pretend there is a great critic up in the sky who laughs mockingly at me, with a face that says "you can never do that." I simply look back with a wicked grin, roll up my sleeves and say, and "Just watch me!" please help me point out any mistakes, and comment on the contents. thank you very very muchyour help will be very much appreciated
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Perseverance and failure can not coexist. Failure only happens when one decides to stop trying and quit. The personal quality that I hold with high regard is that I see challenges as opportunities and I have the perseverance to accomplish my goals. I will try my hardest to accomplish what I truly desire in spite of counterinfluences, opposition, or discouragement. I have hated challenges for the most part of my life, but as I grew older and wiser, I found that challenges are opportunities, for me to grow and learn, to strengthen myself. Furthermore, I now understand the old saying "nothing worthwhile comes easy" when I work hard for something and see it manifest before my eyes, I get a powerful sense of pride and accomplishment. Furthermore, I now see that challenges are blessings to test how badly I wanted to accomplish my goals, and how hard I am willing to work for them. During my freshmen year, I came across a wonderful piece of instrument, the guitar. I was captivated when silence changed to music at the flick of my fingers. Before I know it, I spent hours online for guitar related videos; I had ignited a passion for the guitar. When I first started to play, my fingers were the first to give in, the strings left deep marks that stained for days, and the disjointed notes I called "music" was simply unbearable. It seemed to be hopeless, the challenges seem to be overwhelming, I wanted to take the easy way out, just admit defeat and quit, but I did not let defeat get the best out of me, I asked myself, will you get flustered, or will you get determined? Will you cry, or will you roll up your sleeves and get to work? My strong preserve nature rose up, and I developed a steely determination to not be beaten. After months of hard work and countless hours practicing, I learned my first song, when I picked the last note in the melody, the tone sounded so sweet, or maybe it was just the satisfaction of my hard work paying off. After two years of continuous practice, I felt so confident that I enrolled in the Annual Chinese Cultural Festival representing my music school. From this valuable experience, not only I have become a skilled guitar player, I have once again learned the importance of perseverance I find the biggest challenge is having positive attitude towards obstacles. While some people take a victim mentality when obstacles arise, I look at them as blessing of opportunities make myself stronger. I challenge myself to figure out a solution, to find a path, no matter how difficult it might seem. In fact, whenever I feel like giving up I pretend there is a great critic up in the sky who laughs mockingly at me, with a face that says "you can never do that." I simply look back with a wicked grin, roll up my sleeves and say, and "Just watch me!" please help me point out any mistakes, and comment on the contents. Thank you very much your help will be very much appreciated
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One's dreams and aspirations are formed by thousands of arbitrary events; no matter how insignificant they might be. My father has played a tremendous part in shaping my dream of becoming a civil engineer. "Have you decided what are you going to do?""Huh""When I was your age..."These phrases were the beginning of a long conversation I had with my father, which ultimately shaped my dreams.My father's story begins with the tragic 1976 Tang Shan earthquake. He was one of the few who had escaped the Tang Shan Hotel when it had collapsed. The building was designed to resist a quake of magnitude 8, but the fund for a proper construction went to the pockets of the greedy contractors and building inspectors. As a result, in a matter of seconds the earthquake measuring 7.8 on the Richter scale, destroyed over 90 per cent of the city's buildings and left 248,000 people dead and dying. Three years later my father went to college majoring in civil engineering, he had a noble dream to help stop such tragic, but reality proved it is impossible to achieve such dream in the corrupted Chinese system. He left China in 1996, seeking success in America, after many years of hard work as a construction worker; he opened his own General Contracting Company but its still much less than what he envisioned. Although my father has always taught me to do what I truly like, to get involve with my own interests and never held me back from pursuing my ambitions, but I know that he wanted me accomplish his dream. Ever since, the time I spent with my father were largely devoted to construction jobsites. At first, I hated the sites, the smell of fresh cement, the sounds of nail guns, everything about the site made me uneasy. Slowly, the empty landscape turned into the home of a family, such transition was amazing to me. I became interested when my dad talked construction related topics, from the foundations of a large shopping mall to the number of nails needed to connect the wooden frames of a small house. One night, my father brought home a large role of blueprints, the enigmatic drawings fascinated me, but when my father begin to talk about the details, I felt startled since I didn't even have a basic understanding to the concepts. I read books on Physics and Mathematics purely to understand the complexity of the prints, when I was finally able to apply what I learned to the prints it was truly amazing in my eyes. From that point on, I knew that civil engineering is my dream. My father has significantly influenced me to become who I am today. I might not possess such a noble dream as my father does, but it is that dream that contributed to my interests and developed it into my own goal of becoming a civil engineer, which I hold with high regards today. a thousand thanks ~
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One's dreams and aspirations are formed by thousands of arbitrary events; no matter how insignificant they might be. My father has played a tremendous part in shaping my dream of becoming a civil engineer. "Have you decided what are you going to do?""Huh,""When I was your age..." These phrases were the beginning of a long conversation I had with my father, which ultimately shaped my dreams. My father's story begins with the tragic 1976 Tang Shan earthquake. He was one of the few who had escaped the Tang Shan Hotel when it had collapsed. The building was designed to resist a quake of magnitude 8, but the fund for a proper construction went to the pockets of the greedy contractors and building inspectors. As a result, in a matter of seconds the earthquake measuring 7.8 on the Richter scale, destroyed over 90 per cent of the city's buildings and left 248,000 people dead and dying. Three years later my father went to college majoring in civil engineering, he had a noble dream to help stop such tragic, but reality proved it is impossible to achieve such dream in the corrupted Chinese system. He left China in 1996, seeking success in America, after many years of hard work as a construction worker; he opened his own General Contracting Company but It's still much less than what he envisioned. Although my father has always taught me to do what I truly like, to get involve with my own interests and never held me back from pursuing my ambitions, but I know that he wanted me accomplish his dream. Ever since, the time I spent with my father were largely devoted to construction job sites. At first, I hated the sites, the smell of fresh cement, the sounds of nail guns, everything about the site made me uneasy. Slowly, the empty landscape turned into the home of a family, such transition was amazing to me. I became interested when my dad talked construction related topics, from the foundations of a large shopping mall to the number of nails needed to connect the wooden frames of a small house. One night, my father brought home a large role of blueprints, the enigmatic drawings fascinated me, but when my father begin to talk about the details, I felt startled since I didn't even have a basic understanding to the concepts. I read books on Physics and Mathematics purely to understand the complexity of the prints, when I was finally able to apply what I learned to the prints it was truly amazing in my eyes. From that point on, I knew that civil engineering is my dream. My father has significantly influenced me to become who I am today. I might not possess such a noble dream as my father does, but it is that dream that contributed to my interests and developed it into my own goal of becoming a civil engineer, which I hold with high regards today. A thousand thanks ~
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1) Limiting your answer to 100 words or lessï what do you think are the most pressing problems facing America today? Discuss one domestic issue and one international one. The recent US financial meltdown has affected Americans in all walks of life. Real-estate prices have plummeted, the stock market has been brutally weakened, jobs have been lost, and savings have been depleted. The crisis has had a ripple effect around the whole world and the problem has been so severe that some of the world's largest financial institutions have collapsed. Weaknesses in the global financial system have surfaced and trust in the entire economic system has started to fail. The financial meltdown is not only the most severe problem in US bout also in the increasingly inter-connected world. 2) Who is your favorite author and what is the most interesting book you have read during the last year that was not a part of a class assignment? A history book, a novel and a memoir, Khalid Hosseini's "A Thousand Splendid Suns" is a multifaceted story that has captured my mind and my heart. After reading Hosseini's first novel, "Kite Runner" (2003), I was ecstatic to begin his second book which focuses on the lives of Afghan women during Taliban regime. The author not only gives readers an intimate look at Afghanistan and the difficulties of life there, but also shows off his accessible and very old-fashioned storytelling talents. Khaled Hosseini is my favorite author and "A Thousand Splendid Suns" is the best book I've read this year. 3) Limiting your answer to 100 words or lessï if you could spend 30 minutes with any person in the world (living or dead)ï who would it be and what would you want to discuss with herhim? The power of authors is endless. They hold the ability to craft a whole new world, create characters and control the plot at their will. I've always been fascinated by the creativity of writers, such as Edgar Allen Poe, Shakespeare and George Orwell. I would like to spend 30 minutes with J. K Rowling, an author whose vision sees no limits. I'd have thousands of questions for Mrs. Rowling, but would focus on her Harry Potter series. We would discuss the source of her ideas, her writing process and the bond she feels with her wizardry world and magical characters.
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1) Limiting your answer to 100 words or less what do you think are the most pressing problems facing America today? Discuss one domestic issue and one international one. The recent US financial meltdown has affected Americans in all walks of life. Real-estate prices have plummeted, the stock market has been brutally weakened, jobs have been lost, and savings have been depleted. The crisis has had a ripple effect around the whole world and the problem has been so severe that some of the world's largest financial institutions have collapsed. Weaknesses in the global financial system have surfaced and trust in the entire economic system has started to fail. The financial meltdown is not only the most severe problem in US bout also in the increasingly interconnected world. 2) Who is your favorite author, and what is the most interesting book you have read during the last year that was not a part of a class assignment? A history book, a novel and a memoir, Khalid Hosseini's "A Thousand Splendid Suns" is a multifaceted story that has captured my mind and my heart. After reading Hosseini's first novel, "Kite Runner" (2003), I was ecstatic to begin his second book which focuses on the lives of Afghan women during Taliban regime. The author not only gives readers an intimate look at Afghanistan and the difficulties of life there, but also shows off his accessible and very old-fashioned storytelling talents. Khaled Hosseini is my favorite author and "A Thousand Splendid Suns" is the best book I've read this year. 3) Limiting your answer to 100 words or less if you could spend 30 minutes with any person in the world (living or dead)ï who would it be and what would you want to discuss with her him? The power of authors is endless. They hold the ability to craft a whole new world, create characters and control the plot at their will. I've always been fascinated by the creativity of writers, such as Edgar Allen Poe, Shakespeare and George Orwell. I would like to spend 30 minutes with J. K Rowling, an author whose vision sees no limits. Furthermore, I'd have thousands of questions for Mrs. Rowling, but would focus on her Harry Potter series. We would discuss the source of her ideas, her writing process and the bond she feels with her wizardry world and magical characters.
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"Daddy...Daddy!" I entered into the house with a gleeful smile with my little brother. The house smelt like peaches and oranges with a tint of apples; the lively white walled living room had an odd dark appearance for the first time. I worriedly proclaimed for my father for a second time, while my young brother was beside me pertaining an almost sad and anxious demeanor. I immediately sensed that something had totally gone wrong. We quickly entered the kitchen where we usually encounter him, and there, on the dining table, lay my father beside a pool of dark red blood. Twenty minutes later, we were met with the loud secure sirens of the Sweetwater ambulance accompanied by my mother. We all raced to the hospital, and he was immediately seen by an emergency physician. My blood and energy ran dry and my brother's eyes swelled up with tears when Dr. Kannabar greeted us with an impending glare and told us the results. With great concern, he summarized that my dad didn't have any external injuries; however, he is suffering from a vile malady known as cancer. For two years, he suffered under the surgeon's knife and the dual affecting characteristics of chemotherapy. Praying was my only hope and maintaining an upper hand against the atrocious disease was my father's. His shriveled face, his skeleton-like body, and his still-sharp mind and will were the only remnants set by fate on the worn out hospital bed of Sweetwater. Before we left not knowing what was later to unfold, I managed to give my father a loving final hug. On the next day, Friday, January 13, 2003, we received an urgent call that my father had passed away. I stared at the once bright and lively white walls of the living room and noticed the once evident dark gleam that immediately captured my mourning glare. My mind raced with thoughts of ways I could have prevented this situation, but I understood that life isn't always fare. I held my baby brother's soft hand during the funeral and told him that life and fate are variables that will always be twisted and is totally unpreventable. In the end, the death of my cherished father was an experience that had a significant impact on me. Although this moment in my life was dreadful, I kept the lessons learned and used them to further my life's work to be successful. Now at age 17, I am still under fate's grip, but I know that my experience and the lessons learned will aid me and maybe others in the long run.
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"Daddy... Daddy!" I entered into the house with a gleeful smile with my little brother. The house smelt like peaches and oranges with a tint of apples; the lively white walled living room had an odd dark appearance for the first time. I worriedly proclaimed for my father for a second time, while my young brother was beside me pertaining an almost sad and anxious demeanor. I immediately sensed that something had totally gone wrong. We quickly entered the kitchen where we usually encounter him, and there, on the dining table, lay my father beside a pool of dark red blood. Twenty minutes later, we were met with the loud secure sirens of the Sweetwater ambulance accompanied by my mother. We all raced to the hospital, and he was immediately seen by an emergency physician. My blood and energy ran dry and my brother's eyes swelled up with tears when Dr. Kannada greeted us with an impending glare and told us the results. With great concern, he summarized that my dad didn't have any external injuries; however, he is suffering from a vile malady known as cancer. For two years, he suffered under the surgeon's knife and the dual affecting characteristics of chemotherapy. Praying was my only hope and maintaining an upper hand against the atrocious disease was my father's. His shriveled face, his skeleton-like body, and his still-sharp mind and will were the only remnants set by fate on the worn out hospital bed of Sweetwater. Before we left not knowing what was later to unfold, I managed to give my father a loving final hug. On the next day, Friday, January 13, 2003, we received an urgent call that my father had passed away. I stared at the once bright and lively white walls of the living room and noticed the once evident dark gleam that immediately captured my mourning glare. My mind raced with thoughts of ways I could have prevented this situation, but I understood that life isn't always fare. I held my baby brother's soft hand during the funeral and told him that life and fate are variables that will always be twisted and is totally unpreventable. In the end, the death of my cherished father was an experience that had a significant impact on me. Although this moment in my life was dreadful, I kept the lessons learned and used them to further my life's work to be successful. Now at age 17, I am still under fate's grip, but I know that my experience and the lessons learned will aid me and maybe others in the long run.
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Any and all suggestions will be appreciated! I am seeking a transfer into the very prestigious Mays Business School. A business student should be ethical, intelligent and quick to make decisions, but not leave their common sense at the door. During most of my life before coming A&M, I was in the Boy Scouts of America eventually becoming an Eagle Scout. With the skills I have gained during my journey to becoming an Eagle Scout, I will be able to lead my peers and achieve high marks in my classes. When I first started thinking about what I wanted to be when I "grew up," the first thing that popped into my head was marine biologist due to being influenced by my favorite author. Then a few years down the road, I started working as a bagger at HEB Grocery. Soon after I became a cashier and started asking my managers about what they did. The processes and operations I found out my store goes through on a daily basis amazed me and made me realize I wanted to be in that kind of work. With my business degree, I plan to get a job that interacts with many different people on a daily basis (i.e. HEB) and allows me to represent the professional Aggie Spirit. I realize many people apply for a very limited number of spots in Mays, but I believe that with my leadership skills instilled by Boy Scouts, good grades in my classes and high drive to succeed, I will be an excellent addition to Mays Business School.
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Any and all suggestions will be appreciated! I am seeking a transfer into the very prestigious Mays Business School. A business student should be ethical, intelligent and quick to make decisions, but not leave their common sense at the door. During most of my life before coming Camp;M, I was in the Boy Scouts of America eventually becoming an Eagle Scout. With the skills I have gained during my journey to becoming an Eagle Scout, I will be able to lead my peers and achieve high marks in my classes. When I first started thinking about what I wanted to be when I "grew up," the first thing that popped into my head was marine biologist due to being influenced by my favorite author. Then a few years down the road, I started working as a bigger at HEB Grocery. Soon after I became a cashier and started asking my managers about what they did. The processes and operations I found out my store goes through on a daily basis amazed me and made me realize I wanted to be in that kind of work. With my business degree, I plan to get a job that interacts with many people on a daily basis (i.e. HEB) and allows me to represent the professional Aggie Spirit. I realize many people apply for a very limited number of spots in Mays, but I believe that with my leadership skills instilled by Boy Scouts, good grades in my classes and high drive to succeed, I will be an excellent addition to Mays Business School.
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PROMPT #1 - What is your intended major? Discuss how your interest in the subject developed. Describe any experience you have had in the field - such as volunteer work, internships and employment, participation in student organizations and activities. What have you gained from your involvement? As I shuffled through a group of students down an old and uneven cobble stone street I could hear the passer-bys speaking softly, much softer than my American companions, in languages that I did not understand. I was in the streets of Cesky Krumlov in the Czech Republic on tour with my high school choir group. These sounds and images sparked a profound feeling of the great history that this place must have seen. A history that was never taught to us in school but that still had the power to captivate. I gazed up at the tall buildings that leaned and loomed over us to the balcony of an old restaurant where a man sat surveying the view. I wondered what he was taught in school and what his own life had taught him about this part of the world. I knew that one day when this was all over I would have to return to this place. What I did not know was that when I did it would not be as a tourist, but as someone who could understand the whispers that I heard on the streets and what those people saw in the cities that they lived in. I would have dedicated my life to understanding this and many other cultures and what role they play in the modern world. I would have majored in International Relations. Europe gave me a hunger and passion for knowledge of different worlds but it was my life's study of philosophy that gave me the direction in which to steer that passion. Since I was a little boy I was exposed to tribal drum sessions, Hindu art and culture, and Asian philosophy from my parents and the western schools of thought from classes in high school and college. I have taken German courses and loved the language and culture. One particular course I took in philosophy changed my life. One day our professor was lecturing on Plato's Republic, comparing the different tiers of society to those of a farmland. He explained that the sheep and the shepherd were the workforce and the authority that directed them respectively. The wolves were those who would come from beyond the farm's territory to destroy and exploit the sheep. The sheepdogs were those who used their knowledge of the wolves to defend the sheep and protect the fruits of the farm. It was then that I knew that I wanted to be a sheepdog. I wanted to learn the ways of the different cultures of the world and how they interact with one another to work towards conflict resolution without war. The conflicts of today's nations are fundamentally conflicts of different philosophies and my training with these philosophies would allow me to see both sides to any conflict and to apply that talent to resolve our conflicts with the wolves. This is the way of the modern warrior. Given that there are many different kinds of warriors in today's world (some wear uniforms and carry weapons and some go unnoticed while fighting with information and influence) they all share the mindset of the sheepdog. Lt. Col. Dave Grossman in his book entitled On Combat: The Psychology and Physiology of Deadly Conflict in War and in Peace wrote, "Here is how the sheep and the sheepdog think differently. The sheep pretend the wolf will never come, but the sheepdog lives for that day. After the attacks on September 11, 2001, most of the sheep, that is, most citizens in America said, "Thank God I wasn't on one of those planes." The sheepdogs, the warriors, said, "Dear God, I wish I could have been on one of those planes. Maybe I could have made a difference." When you are truly transformed into a warrior and have truly invested yourself into warriorhood, you want to be there. You want to be able to make a difference."
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PROMPT #1 - What is your intended major? Discuss how your interest in the subject developed. Describe any experience you have had in the field - such as volunteer work, internships and employment, participation in student organizations and activities. What have you gained from your involvement? As I shuffled through a group of students down an old and uneven cobblestone street I could hear the passersby speaking softly, much softer than my American companions, in languages that I did not understand. I was in the streets of Pesky Rumor in the Czech Republic on tour with my high school choir group. These sounds and images sparked a profound feeling of the great history that this place must have seen. A history that was never taught to us in school but that still had the power to captivate. I gazed up at the tall buildings that leaned and loomed over us to the balcony of an old restaurant where a man sat surveying the view. I wondered what he was taught in school and what his own life had taught him about this part of the world. Furthermore, I knew that one day when this was all over I would have to return to this place. What I did not know was that when I did, it would not be as a tourist, but as someone who could understand the whispers that I heard on the streets and what those people saw in the cities that they lived in. I would have dedicated my life to understanding this and many other cultures and what role they play in the modern world. I would have majored in International Relations. Europe gave me a hunger and passion for knowledge of different worlds, but it was my life's study of philosophy that gave me the direction in which to steer that passion. Since I was a little boy I was exposed to tribal drum sessions, Hindu art and culture, and Asian philosophy from my parents and the western schools of thought from classes in high school and college. I have taken German courses and loved the language and culture. One particular course I took in philosophy changed my life. One day our professor was lecturing on Plato's Republic, comparing the different tiers of society to those of a farmland. He explained that the sheep and the shepherd were the workforce and the authority that directed them respectively. The wolves were those who would come from beyond the farm's territory to destroy and exploit the sheep. The sheepdogs were those who used their knowledge of the wolves to defend the sheep and protect the fruits of the farm. It was then that I knew that I wanted to be a sheepdog. I wanted to learn the ways of the different cultures of the world and how they interact with one another to work towards conflict resolution without war. The conflicts of today's nations are fundamentally conflicts of different philosophies and my training with these philosophies would allow me to see both sides to any conflict and to apply that talent to resolve our conflicts with the wolves. This is the way of the modern warrior. Given that there are many kinds of warriors in today's world (some wear uniforms and carry weapons and some go unnoticed while fighting with information and influence) they all share the mindset of the sheepdog. Lt. Col. Dave Grossman in his book entitled On Combat: The Psychology and Physiology of Deadly Conflict in War and in Peace wrote, "Here is how the sheep and the sheepdog think differently. The sheep pretend the wolf will never come, but the sheepdog lives for that day. After the attacks on September 11, 2001, most of the sheep, that is, most citizens in America said, "Thank God I wasn't on one of those planes." The sheepdogs, the warriors, said, "Dear God, I wish I could have been on one of those planes. Maybe I could have made a difference." When you are truly transformed into a warrior and have truly invested yourself into warrior hood, you want to be there. You want to be able to make a difference."
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Prompt # 1 [What is your intended major? Discuss how your interest in the subject developed and describe any experience you have had in the field - such as volunteer work, internships and employment, participation in student organizations and activities - and what you have gained from your involvement.] I can tell that I was a shy kid. In kindergarten, while everyone was playing group games, I always stood at the corner and observe. Not a long time later, I found myself having a strong will to express myself. So I headed to art and did my first painting. Probably because I was used to observing, I could handle it quickly. In the following ten years I tried to create with various kinds of media. Eventually I discovered a medium that I could both communicate and interpret best, that is, video. I decided to study film since then. When I was 13, I did a Chinese language assignment which required me to write a poem. My teacher appreciated my work so she recommended me to join the Poetry Club. Participating in the club, by reading and writing various styles of poetry - from Shakespeare to Szymborska, I learned different ways people use to express their ideology or feelings. Some poets visualize their ideas into symbols, some emphasize on the sense of rhythm. This helped me a lot in reading others' artworks, both verbal and nonverbal ones. I found what I learned could especially be applied to the film medium. That was when I started to rent a lot of DVDs weekly, and tried to analyze each film and write reviews on the internet. Until summer 2004, when I was 14, I made my first short film. I was admitted to a video production program held by the University of Hong Kong. In that program, I did not only learn video-making techniques such as screenwriting and non-linear editing, but most importantly, the program influenced me in creative thinking. We did brainstorming exercises every day, for example, the instructor asked us to list ways that lines could be drawn. Some say contrails, some even say growing grass. By stimulating students to think in any ways they could, these exercises helped me to push the boundaries in my mind. The program also showed a variety of creative, novel, sometimes absurd videos. I was amazed by a Korean music video that was played both forward and backward in order to narrate a complete story. Since then, I developed a strong interest in experimental films. I started to bring my camcorder everywhere after that summer. I tried to make different kinds of short films: action, romance, experimental, stop-motion animation. I also made propaganda films for my church, and took part in competitions such as the Hong Kong Independent Short Film and Video Awards (ifva). However, my most memorable experience was the screening of the video I made for my high school graduation dinner. At the night the video shown, some of my classmates felt touched and cried. That moment was the biggest satisfaction in my life until now. Not just because it gave me a sense of self-actualization, but most importantly, this event told me how appealing a video could be. Appropriate use of sound and editing in rhythm can touch people's heart directly. From that moment, I truly wish I could create more moving films.
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Prompt # 1 [What is your intended major? Discuss how your interest in the subject developed and describe any experience you have had in the field - such as volunteer work, internships and employment, participation in student organizations and activities - and what you have gained from your involvement.] I can tell that I was a shy kid. In kindergarten, while everyone was playing group games, I always stood at the corner and observe. Not a long time later, I found myself having a strong will to express myself. So I headed to art and did my first painting. Probably because I was used to observing, I could handle it quickly. In the following ten years I tried to create with various kinds of media. Eventually I discovered a medium that I could both communicate and interpret best, that is, video. I decided to study film since then. When I was 13, I did a Chinese language assignment which required me to write a poem. My teacher appreciated my work, so she recommended me to join the Poetry Club. Participating in the club, by reading and writing various styles of poetry - from Shakespeare to Szymborska, I learned different ways people use to express their ideology or feelings. Some poets visualize their ideas into symbols, some emphasize on the sense of rhythm. This helped me a lot in reading others' artworks, both verbal and nonverbal ones. I found what I learned could especially be applied to the film medium. That was when I started to rent a lot of DVDs weeklies, and tried to analyze each film and write reviews on the internet. Until summer 2004, when I was 14, I made my first short film. I was admitted to a video production program held by the University of Hong Kong. In that program, I did not only learn video-making techniques such as screenwriting and non-linear editing, but most importantly, the program influenced me in creative thinking. We did brainstorm exercises every day, for example, the instructor asked us to list ways that lines could be drawn. Some say contrails, some even say growing grass. By stimulating students to think in any ways they could, these exercises helped me to push the boundaries in my mind. The program also showed a variety of creative, novel, sometimes absurd videos. I was amazed by a Korean music video that was played both forward and backward in order to narrate a complete story. Since then, I developed a strong interest in experimental films. I started to bring my camcorder everywhere after that summer. I tried to make different kinds of short films: action, romance, experimental, stop-motion animation. Furthermore, I also made propaganda films for my church, and took part in competitions such as the Hong Kong Independent Short Film and Video Awards (IFA). However, my most memorable experience was the screening of the video I made for my high school graduation dinner. At the night the video shown, some of my classmates felt touched and cried. That moment was the biggest satisfaction in my life until now. Not just because it gave me a sense of self-actualization, but most importantly, this event told me how appealing a video could be. Appropriate use of sound and editing in rhythm can touch people's heart directly. From that moment, I truly wish I could create more moving films.
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One must learn how to understand and to accept many a diverse customs and beliefs in order to adapt in a multicultural environment. Through countless experiences, one will gain the knowledge needed to interact with many individuals with miscellaneous backgrounds. Ultimately, one may able to exercise his knowledge in order to associate with other individuals with different stories. Throughout high school, I have been active in extracurricular activities such as track and field, honors programs, community service, clubs, etc. which all forced interactions with a diverse group of people. Throughout my many interactions, I will always remember my countless lessons and stories from my visits to Camp Fatima and Lead America. After my parents and siblings have given me their last farewell on the campus of Georgetown University (Lead America), it had been the first time in my life that I was alone. As I walked around the porch of Georgetown University, I had stared at the many cliques almost instantaneously formed and decided against socializing due to my shy nature. Just watching my peers smile and giggle made me emotional, as I believed I would take nothing from this experienced and ultimately dread coming to Lead America. Filled with grief, I sat alone in my dorm room unable to speak a word until I met my "floor mates" who immediately made me feel at home. Throughout the week, my floor mates and I stayed up late telling extraordinary stories and experiences during our high school years. As the week progressed on, we engaged in idiotic but hilarious activities together such as playing nonsensical games, running around screaming as a means of "bonding and hanging out." As Lead America was nearing the last two days, I dreaded returning home, as I would be leaving my friends who have changed me significantly. When the final day came, I embraced my close friends and returned home a changed person. From my interactions with my friends, I changed from being the shyest to the most sociable person. During the early portion of my sophomore year I had signed up for a community service at Camp Fatima, which ultimately changed my outlook on situations. When I arrived at Camp Fatima, it struck to me that I would have to care for kids with developmental disabilities in learning, self-care, mobility, etc. On hearing this I immediately dreaded my decision and hoped to go back home, as I had no clue what to expect from this situation. When the kids arrived, we were to sing the famous "Camp Song," which to me sounded redundant; however, the song put smiles on the campers' faces. As a "Fatimaworker," I was assigned to work at the kitchen and care for my "Fatimate." As a waiter, I was required to sing, dance and act silly by request from the campers. When doing these tasks, I was at first stiff and rigid but on seeing the campers smile and clapping I became at ease. During my time there, I became closely associated with my "Fatimate." Through my experiences with him, I learned to always appreciate the smallest "details," as every activity we did together always made him cheerful. Just thinking of the campers' expression of happiness through their endless giggles, and smiles alone gives me a sense of pride and contentment. Upon coming into an environment with many diverse individuals, I will make the best of each experience. Although I may be entirely different from another individual, I will always learn a lesson no matter our differences. From simple expressions of smiles and chuckles, lies a deeper meaning, which ultimately changes our outlook on situations. Through these situations, one should be able to learn many a lessons, which can be used to communicate and adjust with a diverse community.
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One must learn how to understand and to accept many a diverse customs and beliefs in order to adapt in a multicultural environment. Through countless experiences, one will gain the knowledge needed to interact with many individuals with miscellaneous backgrounds. Ultimately, one may be able to exercise his knowledge in order to associate with other individuals with different stories. Throughout high school, I have been active in extracurricular activities such as track and field, honors programs, community service, clubs, etc. which all forced interactions with a diverse group of people. Throughout my many interactions, I will always remember my countless lessons and stories from my visits to Camp Fatima and Lead America. After my parents and siblings have given me their last farewell on the campus of Georgetown University (Lead America), it had been the first time in my life that I was alone. As I walked around the porch of Georgetown University, I had stared at the many cliques almost instantaneously formed and decided against socializing due to my shy nature. Just watching my peers smile and giggle made me emotional, as I believed I would take nothing from this experienced and ultimately dread coming to Lead America. Filled with grief, I sat alone in my dorm room unable to speak a word until I met my "floor mates" who immediately made me feel at home. Throughout the week, my floor mates and I stayed up late telling extraordinary stories and experiences during our high school years. As the week progressed on, we engaged in idiotic but hilarious activities together such as playing nonsensical games, running around screaming as a means of "bonding and hanging out." As Lead America was nearing the last two days, I dreaded returning home, as I would be leaving my friends who have changed me significantly. When the final day came, I embraced my close friends and returned home a changed person. From my interactions with my friends, I changed from being the shyest to the most sociable person. During the early portion of my sophomore year I had signed up for a community service at Camp Fatima, which ultimately changed my outlook on situations. When I arrived at Camp Fatima, it struck to me that I would have to care for kids with developmental disabilities in learning, self-care, mobility, etc. On hearing this I immediately dreaded my decision and hoped to go back home, as I had no clue what to expect from this situation. When the kids arrived, we were to sing the famous "Camp Song," which to me sounded redundant; however, the song put smiles on the campers' faces. As a "Fatima worker," I was assigned to work in the kitchen and care for my "Estimate." As a waiter, I was required to sing, dance and act silly by request from the campers. When doing these tasks, I was at first stiff and rigid but on seeing the campers smile and clapping I became at ease. During my time there, I became closely associated with my "Estimate." Through my experiences with him, I learned to always appreciate the smallest "details," as every activity we did together always made him cheerful. Just thinking of the campers' expression of happiness through their endless giggles, and smiles alone gives me a sense of pride and contentment. Upon coming into an environment with many diverse individuals, I will make the best of each experience. Although I may be entirely different from another individual, I will always learn a lesson no matter our differences. From simple expressions of smiles and chuckles, lies a deeper meaning, which ultimately changes our outlook on situations. Through these situations, one should be able to learn many a lesson, which can be used to communicate and adjust with a diverse community.
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New York Table Tennis Club is one of the biggest and famous table tennis club filled many great players and an amazing coach. As I approached the front door, my heart skipped a beat. As I walked into the club, many people were already playing and competing. As I approached the coach, Coach Liu, I was scared and bashful. When he called me over to his table, I went to him not knowing how to hold the paddle nor swing it. This would be the beginning of my ping pong career. After playing for about a year, I met tons of new people and was able to practice practically everyday. I was determined to achieving my greatest potential. Day and night, I would go to the NYTTC to practice my strokes hoping one day I would become a professional table tennis player. My coach would always encourage me whenever I would get angry at myself for missing a shot or losing a match. As I was still considered a beginner, I trained and worked hard everyday of my life to one day try and become an Olympic table tennis player. After working very hard my first year, I joined my first tournament. My first ever table tennis competition took place in Delaware on June 12-13, 2004. Coincidentally, it was the day I claimed my first trophy for the Under 1250 Rating event. I was filled with happiness after I defeated my opponent. I immediately went back to the club to tell the good news to my coach. Year after year, I've been playing consistent table tennis and learning to become a better player. Doing this has helped me become a very competitive player who will try hard in any circumstance. Every year, I would go to different states to compete in various tournaments to prove that I am worthy of being an Olympian. After each tournament, I would check my rating online to see how much I have improved. However, it wasn't until I went to the 2006 USA Junior Nationals in Hampton Roads, Virginia when I realized what kind of competition I was up against, especially kids my own age. It was a 3 day tournament in which I had to play my hardest each and every day. Although only being the finalist of the B Division, I was extremely proud of my accomplishment for it was the greatest in my whole career. Ever since I began playing table tennis, my life has been impacted greatly. I went from a person who did not know what his talents were, to finding my talent. Table tennis not only helped me stay determined and competitive, but it also taught me a great deal of respect towards people. I've met tons of people who I respect and appreciate for all their help during my improvement process. To this day, I will always remember what I went through to get to the professional level of table tennis.
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New York Table Tennis Club is one of the biggest and famous table tennis club filled many great players and an amazing coach. As I approached the front door, my heart skipped a beat. As I walked into the club, many people were already playing and competing. As I approached the coach, Coach Liu, I was scared and bashful. When he called me over to his table, I went to him not knowing how to hold the paddle nor swing it. This would be the beginning of my ping pong career. After playing for about a year, I met tons of new people and was able to practice practically every day. I was determined to achieving my greatest potential. Day and night, I would go to the NY TTC to practice my strokes hoping one day I would become a professional table tennis player. My coach would always encourage me whenever I would get angry at myself for missing a shot or losing a match. As I was still considered a beginner, I trained and worked hard every day of my life to one day try and become an Olympic table tennis player. After working very hard my first year, I joined my first tournament. My first ever table tennis competition took place in Delaware on June 12-13, 2004. Coincidentally, it was the day I claimed my first trophy for the Under 1250 Rating event. I was filled with happiness after I defeated my opponent. I immediately went back to the club to tell the good news to my coach. Year after year, I've been playing consistent table tennis and learning to become a better player. Doing this has helped me become a very competitive player who will try hard in any circumstance. Every year, I would go to different states to compete in various tournaments to prove that I am worthy of being an Olympian. After each tournament, I would check my rating online to see how much I have improved. However, it wasn't until I went to the 2006 USA Junior Nationals in Hampton Roads, Virginia when I realized what kind of competition I was up against, especially kids my own age. It was a 3-day tournament in which I had to play my hardest each and every day. Although only being the finalist of the B Division, I was extremely proud of my accomplishment for it was the greatest in my whole career. Ever since I began playing table tennis, my life has been impacted greatly. I went from a person who did not know what his talents were, to finding my talent. Table tennis not only helped me stay determined and competitive, but it also taught me a great deal of respect towards people. I've met tons of people who I respect and appreciate for all their help during my improvement process. To this day, I will always remember what I went through to get to the professional level of table tennis.
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"Um...hii." Silence. "Okay...well...I will play a piece called ...uh..Arabesque by Debussy. I hope you like it..." my voice trailed off. I began to volunteer in the Health and Rehabilitation Center as a pianist in Burcham Hills, a nursing home a few blocks away from my house. I wanted to practice performing in front of an audience as well as do good to the community. An elderly woman with a frown tightly grasped onto a roll of towel, while another resident sighed as she leaned against her bony arm. I have always thought that elderly people prefer songs like "You are My Sunshine" and "Amazing Grace" over classical music. Was it mistake to play the wonders of Beethoven, Chopin and Debussy? Would they disapprove my performance? My shivering hands touched the cold surface of the piano as I began the piece. Soon, all my fears dissipated away as everything came to life through the piece. Heaven's door opened and the sun peeked slowly out of the cotton candy clouds. My heart fluttered and the grace of Arabesque swirled throughout the solarium. The final notes faded into the light. I smiled not because of the small claps of appreciation, but because I saw smiles on their faces, that I have impacted them with my performance. I am able to overcome my hardships by sharing my joy, sadness, and anger to my audience through piano. Music is essential to the society, because it provides a way to communicate by capturing expressions that cannot be put into words. I believe music has the power to emotionally impact the life of each individual unlike any other, as it did to the residents of the nursing home.
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"Um...his." Silence. "Okay...well... I will play a piece called ...uh. Arabesque by Debussy. I hope you like it..." my voice trailed off. I began to volunteer in the Health and Rehabilitation Center as a pianist in Burch am Hills, a nursing home a few blocks away from my house. Furthermore, I wanted to practice performing in front of an audience as well as do good to the community. An elderly woman with a frown tightly grasped onto a roll of towel, while another resident sighed as she leaned against her bony arm. I have always thought that elderly people prefer songs like "You are My Sunshine" and "Amazing Grace" over classical music. Was it mistake to play the wonders of Beethoven, Chopin and Debussy? Would they disapprove my performance? My shivering hands touched the cold surface of the piano as I began the piece. Soon, all my fears dissipated away as everything came to life through the piece. Heaven's door opened, and the sun peeked slowly out of the cotton candy clouds. My heart fluttered and the grace of Arabesque swirled throughout the solarium. The final notes faded into the light. I smiled not because of the small claps of appreciation, but because I saw smiles on their faces, that I have impacted them with my performance. I am able to overcome my hardships by sharing my joy, sadness, and anger to my audience through piano. Music is essential to the society, because it provides a way to communicate by capturing expressions that cannot be put into words. I believe music has the power to emotionally impact the life of each individual unlike any other, as it did to the residents of the nursing home.
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Please edit any grammar mistakes and any suggestions on how to make them better? Thanks!! My general question would be: how do you describe your activities lists given such a limited space? Thank you! 1. I earned the Public Spirited Award in 9th Grade for my involvement and dedication in community service inside and outside of school 2. I worked for Blue Point Advertising Agency. I was in charge of collecting data, organizing them, and also as a translator 3. I am in charge of translating mostly Chinese and English either in text, or speaking. 4.This course has taught me how the different cultures of artists affect their brushwork and other. It has taught me to look at art more in depth. 5.This course has helped me question how reliable are the knowledge we get from others. What is correct? How is it correct? What is truth?
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Please edit any grammar mistakes and any suggestions on how to make them better? Thanks!! My general question would be: how do you describe your activities lists given such a limited space? Thank you! 1. I earned the Public Spirited Award in 9th Grade for my involvement and dedication in community service inside and outside of school 2. I worked for Blue Point Advertising Agency. Furthermore, I was in charge of collecting data, organizing them, and also as a translator 3. Furthermore, I am in charge of translating mostly Chinese and English either in text, or speaking. 4. This course has taught me how the different cultures of artists affect their brushwork and other. It has taught me to look at art more in depth. 5. This course has helped me question how reliable are the knowledge we get from others. What is correct? How is it correct? What is truth?
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Please help me check for grammar errors, and suggestions on how to make them better? Thanks in advance!! These are for my activities list. 1. Chinese calligraphy: we have to use a brush and write beautiful traditional Chinese characters. This was very hard for me because one extra line or dot can change the whole word. 2. Co-founder of Funky Union, a club that sells homemade treats after school and then donate the money to my local shelters. It feels wonderful to contribute. 3.Peking Opera can be defined as Chinese cultural dance-battle between two. Wooden swords are involved. I am honored to participate in such a rare activity 4. I am the editor in chief of my school yearbook. I am in charge of selecting the best from all our ideas, make them work out and make sure our peers like them. 5. I was elected as the Public Relations Officer in the Student Council. The Public Relations Officer 'markets' activities and events to students and teachers.
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Please help me check for grammar errors, and suggestions on how to make them better? Thanks in advance!! These are for my activities list. 1. Chinese calligraphy: we have to use a brush and write beautiful traditional Chinese characters. This was very hard for me because one extra line or dot can change the whole word. 2. Co-founder of Funky Union, a club that sells homemade treats after school and then donate the money to my local shelters. It feels wonderful to contribute. 3. Peking Opera can be defined as Chinese cultural dance-battle between two. Wooden swords are involved. I am honored to participate in such a rare activity 4. I am the editor-in-chief of my school yearbook. Furthermore, I am in charge of selecting the best from all our ideas, make them work out and make sure our peers like them. 5. Furthermore, I was elected as the Public Relations Officer in the Student Council. The Public Relations Officer 'markets' activities and events to students and teachers.
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She was drenched in pure black from head to toe. Her black hair draped her face as she sat quietly in the corner, fidgeting with her black pencil. In another words, she was what I assumed to be, an 'emo'. I have always generalized 'emos' as people who wear black because they are emotionally distressed. My legs quivered as I nervously sat next to the girl. "Uh..Heey. I'm suppose to be your partner for today." Silence. She looked up with her eyes smudged with thick lines of black eyeliner. "Oh yeah. Hi, my name is Melissa." Her voice was warm and bright as she answered me back with the most gleaming smile. Woah. I did not see that coming. I sighed with relief. My fears dissipated, and I was moved by her friendly gesture toward me, that I didn't expect to receive. I was moved by her confidence to portray herself in an unconventional style. She did not try to fit in with the crowd, with COACH get bags and Abercrombie and Fitch sweaters. I have learned that the cover of the book does not you the points, but the character of each individual. I don't have to be molded to be accepted by the public. I can be myself with my personalities and interests. My mysterious friend of mine became my companion, and tutor who taught me a valuable lesson to cast aside my prejudice that kept me from knowing her real character. When we detach ourselves from stereotypical views, our community will be strengthened and gain more respect for others as more members are able to participate. I believe that this allows intellectual and social exchange of ideas, and form relationships that can lead to mutual respect, as Melissa and I have. I hope to contribute to University of Michigan as I strive to respect and open up to meeting new people.
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She was drenched in pure black from head to toe. Her black hair draped her face as she sat quietly in the corner, fidgeting with her black pencil. In in other words, she was what I assumed to be, an 'emo'. I have always generalized 'emos' as people who wear black because they are emotionally distressed. My legs quivered as I nervously sat next to the girl. "Uh. Heey. I'm supposed to be your partner for today." Silence. She looked up with her eyes smudged with thick lines of black eyeliner. "Oh yeah. Hi, my name is Melissa." Her voice was warm and bright as she answered me back with the most gleaming smile. Woah. I did not see that coming. I sighed with relief. My fears dissipated, and I was moved by her friendly gesture toward me, that I didn't expect to receive. I was moved by her confidence to portray herself in an unconventional style. She did not try to fit in with the crowd, with COACH get bags and Abercrombie and Fitch sweaters. I have learned that the cover of the book does not you the points, but the character of each individual. I don't have to be molded to be accepted by the public. Furthermore, I can be myself with my personalities and interests. My mysterious friend of mine became my companion, and tutor who taught me a valuable lesson to cast aside my prejudice that kept me from knowing her real character. When we detach ourselves from stereotypical views, our community will be strengthened and gain more respect for others as more members are able to participate. I believe that this allows intellectual and social exchange of ideas, and form relationships that can lead to mutual respect, as Melissa and I have. I hope to contribute to University of Michigan as I strive to respect and open up to meeting new people.
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I on looked as my fellow peers get into AP and honors classes I stayed down in the regular classes where the teacher's role was pretty much a babysitter. I could not deal with this anymore; I had to get on the right track. It was the end of tenth grade when the baseball team had no coach, weeks later my law teacher volunteered to coach the team again. Not only was he a law teacher but also an attorney. As I consulted my dilemmas with him, he saw a light in me that no other teacher saw. He recommended I join Speech and Debate and Mock Trial and I was not sure at first, was I smart enough? Could I handle it? I pondered the idea through my head for a few months then I finally got the guts to join. After all this hype I had a new mindset on school, I was ambitious for the first time. I had a new outlook on school. These clubs have changed me for the better and gave me an incentive to learn more and actually achieve things in life. In mock trial, we would have cases in which students would portray the roles in a court. In the beginning teachers would not even consider me for an audience member but now I was the attorney in the cases. I was fed up with being in the lower classes and I wanted a challenge. All my friends earned top-notch G.P.A s while mine was everything but spectacular. I was determined to raise it as much as possible. I pondered on and on what admission counselors would think when they would see my poor transcript, just a stupid kid or student that messed up and tries hard to achieve his goals. I did not wanted to be another minority living under the ranks, I look back on my past and I wish I could change the things I did but nothing can reverse time (not even a flux capacitor!) all I can do now is look forward and push myself to be in top classes and get the grades I want so badly.
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I on looked as my fellow peers get into AP and honors classes I stayed down in the regular classes where the teacher's role was pretty much a babysitter. I could not deal with this anymore; I had to get on the right track. It was the end of tenth grade when the baseball team had no coach, weeks later my law teacher volunteered to coach the team again. Not only was he a law teacher but also an attorney. As I consulted my dilemmas with him, he saw a light in me that no other teacher saw. He recommended I join Speech and Debate and Mock Trial, and I was not sure at first, was I smart enough? Could I handle it? I pondered the idea through my head for a few months then I finally got the guts to join. After all this hype I had a new mindset on school, I was ambitious for the first time. I had a new outlook on school. These clubs have changed me for the better and gave me an incentive to learn more and actually achieve things in life. In mock trial, we would have cases in which students would portray the roles in a court. In the beginning teachers would not even consider me for an audience member, but now I was the attorney in the cases. I was fed up with being in the lower classes and I wanted a challenge. All my friends earned top-notch G.P.A s while mine was everything but spectacular. I was determined to raise it as much as possible. I pondered on and on what admission counselors would think when they would see my poor transcript, just a stupid kid or student that messed up and tries hard to achieve his goals. Furthermore, I did not want to be another minority living under the ranks, I look back on my past and I wish I could change the things I did, but nothing can reverse time (not even a flux capacitor!) all I can do now is look forward and push myself to be in top classes and get the grades I want so badly.
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Describe the world you come from - for example, your family, community or school - and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations. I have lived in one town my whole life. Everyone in this town lives in a two-story house and for the most part is fortunate. There are many movie theatres nearby and the nearest amusement park is no that far of a drive. I would not hesitate to call the world I grew up in a suburban paradise. All the schools are blue-ribbon award winning and are ranked high among other public schools in California, and my high school offers a lot more opportunities than most others. I live in a small community, which people call the "bubble." Everyone is very close to each other and if something is going on in our town, everyone knows about it. I guess this would be one problem with living in such a small community because everyone is caught up with what is going on with others than what is going on with them. Living in a small town can have its downside but there are many things I like about it too. With a graduating class of only three hundred kids, I pretty much know everyone in my grade. I like having this sense of closeness to everyone because it creates close personal relationships to each person. I have been very fortunate of where I grew up with little to complain about. I come from a big family. During the holidays, my whole family comes and eats at my grandmother's house on Christmas Day. We usually have around fifty people there. I think that it's really special how we can all come together to celebrate the holidays and spend time together. I try not to take anything for granted, knowing what other people have had to go through. My mother's parents came here to America from Italy after World War II. At first they struggled, but they stuck with it and eventually accomplished what they wanted by started a family and living in America. They have given me the same drive to work for what I want and take the opportunities that life throws at me. Knowing how hard my grandparents' worked to create a good life for my parents and what my parents have done for me inspires me to work hard and always try my best. Seeing how my grandparents' could get through times of hardship have taught me to keep a strong work ethic and a positive outlook on life. Using what I have learned from the world around me will teach me to succeed in life and to discover my passion.
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Describe the world you come from - for example, your family, community or school - and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations. I have lived in one town my whole life. Everyone in this town lives in a two-story house and for the most part is fortunate. There are many movie theaters nearby and the nearest amusement park is no that far from a drive. I would not hesitate to call the world I grew up in a suburban paradise. All the schools are blue-ribbon award-winning and are ranked high among other public schools in California, and my high school offers a lot more opportunities than most others. I live in a small community, which people call the "bubble." Everyone is very close to each other and if something is going on in our town, everyone knows about it. I guess this would be one problem with living in such a small community because everyone is caught up with what is going on with others than what is going on with them. Living in a small town can have its downside, but there are many things I like about it too. With a graduating class of only three hundred kids, I pretty much know everyone in my grade. I like having this sense of closeness to everyone because it creates close personal relationships to each person. I have been very fortunate of where I grew up with little to complain about. Furthermore, I come from a big family. During the holidays, my whole family comes and eats at my grandmother's house on Christmas Day. We usually have around fifty people there. I think that it's really special how we can all come together to celebrate the holidays and spend time together. I try not to take anything for granted, knowing what other people have had to go through. My mother's parents came here to America from Italy after World War II. At first, they struggled, but they stuck with it and eventually accomplished what they wanted by started a family and living in America. They have given me the same drive to work for what I want and take the opportunities that life throws at me. Knowing how hard my grandparents' worked to create a good life for my parents and what my parents have done for me inspires me to work hard and always try my best. Seeing how my grandparents' could get through times of hardship have taught me to keep a strong work ethic and a positive outlook on life. Using what I have learned from the world around me will teach me to succeed in life and to discover my passion.
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"The special interest group", the title of the work material I had to submit as a final project for the 11th grade. Being the one in charge of the group was not an easy responsibility. I had to show full potential since I was also the one responsible of representing the group in front of the school principle. With this in mind, I knew there was no room for error. As a matter of fact, I started my research by asking the first person who entered the room, my dad, about his field of interest. He smiled and asked me to follow him. I did not hesitate on going because I knew he was sure about it. He told me he wanted to introduce me to his workshop and office. I was so excited since I had no clue of what it looked like. Subsequent to our arrival, my eyes protruded from their sockets when I first saw that extraordinarily piece art on the wall. It was a building's three-dimensional CAD drawing. I started taking notes and pictures of everything I saw. The office was a blend of different fields ranging from architectural design to electrical drawings. The scene totally fascinated me. Afterward, I arrived home, gathered the data I collected, and invited my group colleagues to my house. There, everyone started his work while I verified that everyone was on track. I knew that both team chemistry and potential were key elements in the success of any project. The day of the presentation came. I was a bit nervous yet proud of what I accomplished. Combining leadership and responsibility was not an easy position but I managed to be in a suitable figure for the presentation. Our teamwork was highly significant providing us with extra credit. Furthermore, the principle praised me for being a prospective partner. This experience, coupled with the support of my parents, opened my eyes to a field I never thought was interesting and wide, civil engineering. This field has a fascinating balance between the certainty science and the uncertainty of the natural environment. It enables you to be creative, curious, and scientifically logical. Consequently, I started researching and reading articles about this field, making it shape my dreams and person. For instance, I now know how skyscrapers built reach thousands of feet in the air, bridge suspension hangers support tons of cars and trucks, and water systems created support millions of city dwellers. On the whole, I possess an earnest desire for higher college education in the field of civil engineering. My willingness to strive for education won't stop with bachelors. Engineering management would be my second step.
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"The special interest group", the title of the work material I had to submit as a final project for the 11th grade. Being the one in charge of the group was not an easy responsibility. I had to show full potential since I was also the one responsible for representing the group in front of the school principal. With this in mind, I knew there was no room for error. As a matter of fact, I started my research by asking the first person who entered the room, my dad, about his field of interest. He smiled and asked me to follow him. I did not hesitate on going because I knew he was sure about it. He told me he wanted to introduce me to his workshop and office. I was so excited since I had no clue of what it looked like. After our arrival, my eyes protruded from their sockets when I first saw that extraordinarily piece art on the wall. It was a building's three-dimensional CAD drawing. I started taking notes and pictures of everything I saw. The office was a blend of different fields ranging from architectural design to electrical drawings. The scene totally fascinated me. Afterward, I arrived home, gathered the data I collected, and invited my group colleagues to my house. There, everyone started his work while I verified that everyone was on track. I knew that both team chemistry and potential were key elements in the success of any project. The day of the presentation came. I was a bit nervous yet proud of what I accomplished. Combining leadership and responsibility was not an easy position, but I managed to be in a suitable figure for the presentation. Our teamwork was highly significant providing us with extra credit. Furthermore, the principle praised me for being a prospective partner. This experience, coupled with the support of my parents, opened my eyes to a field I never thought was interesting and wide, civil engineering. This field has a fascinating balance between the certainty science and the uncertainty of the natural environment. It enables you to be creative, curious, and scientifically logical. Consequently, I started researching and reading articles about this field, making it shape my dreams and person. For instance, I now know how skyscrapers built reach thousands of feet in the air, bridge suspension hangers support tons of cars and trucks, and water systems created support millions of city dwellers. On the whole, I possess an earnest desire for higher college education in the field of civil engineering. My willingness to strive for education won't stop with bachelors. Engineering management would be my second step.
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When I started my first semester at the Santa Rosa Junior College, I hardly knew what anthropology was, much less how much it would come to mean to me. I was taking a physical anthropology class because my mother had great things to say about the professor teaching it and, true to her word, he had my full attention and interest from day one. In fact, I absolutely loved the class. It wasn't until my second semester however, when I was taking Cultural Anthropology and Native American Art and Culture, that I knew anthropology was what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. I remember the exact moment the realization hit me. My cultural anthropology class was studying linguistics and the professor had just finished explaining the Sapir-Whorf Hypothesis, which states that language shapes culture, thought, and therefore worldview. I was blown away. This hypothesis had so clearly phrased a way I could experience what I most wanted: Seeing the world from an entirely new perspective. Most people are confined to one, maybe two, ways of perceiving the world, but here was an open door! Anthropology would allow me to experience new diverse realities, whether by learning unfamiliar languages, studying different cultures, or simply traveling the world. As I got further in to my studies, my enthusiasm and appreciation for anthropology only grew because I realized that I could also spread understanding and affirmation of diversity, which is much needed in these troubling times. Now I am more excited than ever to further my education and dig deeper into the studies of humans. As much as I have wanted to get some experience in the field, it has been very difficult to find such an opportunity. Instead I have filled my time with as many anthropology courses as I could. While all of these classes have been wonderful learning experiences, I most enjoyed Cultural Anthropology and Physical Anthropology with its corresponding practical lab. In my experience, nothing beats holding a hominid bone, analyzing its characteristics, and discussing the physical and cultural ramifications of said traits. Nothing except maybe thinking up ideas as to the biological origins of complex human behaviors, like spiritual belief, taboos, or kinship patterns. Exploring these many facets of anthropology never ceases to keep me interested and engaged. One of the best parts about taking a multitude of classes related to my major is that I get to hear so many different views and opinions on the course material. Not only are there many wonderful freethinking professors, but most students also have intelligent and unique ideas to contribute. By taking in all these diverse views my mind has been opened wider than ever before. The way I see it, learning to truly appreciate so many opinions is a way of practicing anthropology, and as a result, I love doing so. Through my experiences in my anthropology classes and my own independent explorations of the subject, I have gained a deeper appreciation for the wonderful differences between humans, in both form and culture. I have learned that anthropologists can make a profound difference in the world and how much I truly want to be a part of that. Tolerance is simply not enough in this day and age. Instead, I will help spread love and celebration for the diversity of human life, and I will do so as an anthropologist. "Why do people have eyelashes?""How much would I weigh on the moon?""What do howler monkeys sound like?"The questions likely seemed endless to my parents when we made the regular hour-long treks to visit family in Oakland, California. I, however, never got tired of quizzing them with any brief curiosity that popped into my young head. I absolutely loved learning the why's and how's of the world. Maybe after a certain age I would have been expected to outgrow my insatiable curiosity, but instead I only asked more complex questions. Now I wanted to know the why's and how's of world cultures, evolution, and the universe. So while I asked about Pomo societies, Homo sapiens predecessors, and black holes, I was feeding a black hole of my own-and my inquisitive nature grew. To put it simply, I love learning. It is rare to find a topic I have no interest in. I can feel my horizons widening when I learn how stars are born or why Neanderthals are prognathic and it is a very exciting feeling. I think my life would be rather dull if I was not driven to understand the mechanisms of the universe. In the past, curiosity was often labeled perilous and deplorable, but I don't think that could be any less wrong. Being curious and asking questions has only opened doors for me; doors to ideas, facts, and knowledge I never even knew existed. Without my inquisitive nature I would not have achieved nearly the academic success I have. I am very happy with my achievements, and indeed grateful for my desire to know and understand. I feel tremendously proud to have such a questioning mind because I think we, as humans, must question anything and everything to make progress. Today's inquiries may simply expand upon personal knowledge, but perhaps tomorrow there will be a question that sparks the discovery of a decade. It is incredibly important to treasure a quality capable of such great things. Whether or not my curiosity results in simple comprehension or a shift in paradigms, I think I have been given a quite a gift. It has made me an avid reader and an eager life-long learner. I delight in informal debates with family and friends because it lets me see the world from a new and slightly different perspective, and my desire for knowledge and understanding certainly can be nothing but beneficial for my chosen major and career in anthropology. Best of all, my inquisitive nature has allowed me to develop a vigorous and zealous mind that never ceases to thrives off of new knowledge.
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When I started my first semester at the Santa Rosa Junior College, I hardly knew what anthropology was, much less how much it would come to mean to me. I was taking a physical anthropology class because my mother had great things to say about the professor teaching it and, true to her word, he had my full attention and interest from day one. In fact, I absolutely loved the class. It wasn't until my second semester however, when I was taking Cultural Anthropology and Native American Art and Culture, that I knew anthropology was what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. I remember the exact moment the realization hit me. My cultural anthropology class was studying linguistics and the professor had just finished explaining the Sapir-Whorf Hypothesis, which states that language shapes culture, thought, and therefore worldview. I was blown away. This hypothesis had so clearly phrased a way I could experience what I most wanted: Seeing the world from an entirely new perspective. Most people are confined to one, maybe two, ways of perceiving the world, but here was an open door! Anthropology would allow me to experience new diverse realities, whether by learning unfamiliar languages, studying different cultures, or simply traveling the world. As I got further in to my studies, my enthusiasm and appreciation for anthropology only grew because I realized that I could also spread understanding and affirmation of diversity, which is much needed in these troubling times. Now I am more excited than ever to further my education and dig deeper into the studies of humans. As much as I have wanted to get some experience in the field, it has been very difficult to find such an opportunity. Instead, I have filled my time with as many anthropology courses as I could. While all of these classes have been wonderful learning experiences, I most enjoyed Cultural Anthropology and Physical Anthropology with its corresponding practical lab. In my experience, nothing beats holding a hominid bone, analyzing its characteristics, and discussing the physical and cultural ramifications of said traits. Nothing except maybe thinking up ideas as to the biological origins of complex human behaviors, like spiritual belief, taboos, or kinship patterns. Exploring these many facets of anthropology never ceases to keep me interested and engaged. One of the best parts about taking a multitude of classes related to my major is that I get to hear so many views and opinions on the course material. Not only are there many wonderful freethinking professors, but most students also have intelligent and unique ideas to contribute. By taking in all these diverse views my mind has been opened wider than ever before. The way I see it, learning to truly appreciate, so many opinions is a way of practicing anthropology, and as a result, I love doing so. Through my experiences in my anthropology classes and my own independent explorations of the subject, I have gained a deeper appreciation for the wonderful differences between humans, in both form and culture. I have learned that anthropologists can make a profound difference in the world and how much I truly want to be a part of that. Tolerance is simply not enough in this day and age. Instead, I will help spread love and celebration for the diversity of human life, and I will do so as an anthropologist. "Why do people have eyelashes?"" How much would I weigh on the moon?"" What do howler monkey sound like?" The questions likely seemed endless to my parents when we made the regular hour-long treks to visit family in Oakland, California. I, however, never got tired of quizzing them with any brief curiosity that popped into my young head. I absolutely loved learning the why's and how's of the world. Maybe after a certain age I would have been expected to outgrow my insatiable curiosity, but instead I only asked more complex questions. Now I wanted to know the why's and how's of world cultures, evolution, and the universe. So while I asked about Polo societies, Homo sapiens predecessors, and black holes, I was feeding a black hole of my own-and my inquisitive nature grew. To put it simply, I love learning. It is rare to find a topic I have no interest in. I can feel my horizons widening when I learn how stars are born or why Neanderthals are pragmatic, and it is a very exciting feeling. I think my life would be rather dull if I was not driven to understand the mechanisms of the universe. In the past, curiosity was often labeled perilous and deplorable, but I don't think that could be any less wrong. Being curious and asking questions has only opened doors for me; doors to ideas, facts, and knowledge I never even knew existed. Without my inquisitive nature I would not have achieved nearly the academic success I have. I am very happy with my achievements, and indeed grateful for my desire to know and understand. I feel tremendously proud to have such a questioning mind because I think we, as humans, must question anything and everything to make progress. Today's inquiries may simply expand upon personal knowledge, but perhaps tomorrow there will be a question that sparks the discovery of a decade. It is incredibly important to treasure a quality capable of such great things. Whether my curiosity results in simple comprehension or a shift in paradigms, I think I have been given a quite a gift. It has made me an avid reader and an eager life-long learner. I delight in informal debates with family and friends because it lets me see the world from a new and slightly different perspective, and my desire for knowledge and understanding certainly can be nothing but beneficial for my chosen major and career in anthropology. Best of all, my inquisitive nature has allowed me to develop a vigorous and zealous mind that never ceases to thrive off of new knowledge.
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I intend to major in communication studies. I love this field because it is an interdisciplinary major that draws heavily from subjects such as sociology and psychology. In fact, I developed my love for this field when I realized that it was the communication aspect of some of my favorite subjects that captivated me. For instance, in sociology we learn how certain behaviors such as eye contact is accepted in some societies, and yet is not in others. In psychology, we try to understand why individuals act the way they do and what it suggests. In political science, we analyze how important the media is in steering an election to a party's favor. After taking a course in political science I have become extremely fascinated by mass media. I find it interesting that the media for instance plays a large role in steering the elections. I am eager to learn about mass communication, the mediums used, and the effects of each on the individual, and society. I think that courses such as Decoding Media Strategies and Sociology and Mass Communication will fulfill that quest. The understanding of these courses will also play an important role in my future plans of doing graduate school in political science and journalism. Apart from communication in the mass level I am extremely interested in understanding interpersonal communication. I find nonverbal communication and body language fascinating because it digs into our subconscious. I am excited to learn the issues surrounding origin of language and how communication is used in relationships. I have been blessed with many experiences in the field of communication. At age 16 I began giving back to the community through volunteer work. In one specific program I assisted in teaching a kindergarten class for the deaf. Unlike the teacher, I did not know sign language and so I connected with them by means of technology, for instance the use of vibrating stages connected to a microphone. This program has taught me the various means that we as humans communicate. Communication comes in various forms, from verbal to nonverbal. Hand gestures, sign language and body language are all means of communication that go beyond verbal words. This program also shows the various ways that we adapt to our surroundings and society, that even for those who do not know sign language there are ways in which to communicate with the deaf. It also shows us the use of technology as a medium in sending and receiving messages. The understanding of these fascinating topics is what I seek in this field. I have always had an inquisitive mind. I love the analysis of society that communication studies offers. I am eager to understand why and how we as a society function. It is my hope, that through this brief statement I have effectively conveyed my understanding and passion for the field of communications.
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I intend to major in communication studies. I love this field because it is an interdisciplinary major that draws heavily from subjects such as sociology and psychology. In fact, I developed my love for this field when I realized that it was the communication aspect of some of my favorite subjects that captivated me. For instance, in sociology we learn how certain behaviors such as eye contact is accepted in some societies, and yet is not in others. In psychology, we try to understand why individuals act the way they do and what it suggests. In political science, we analyze how important the media is in steering an election to a party's favor. After taking a course in political science I have become extremely fascinated by mass media. I find it interesting that the media for instance plays a large role in steering the elections. I am eager to learn about mass communication, the mediums used, and the effects of each on the individual, and society. Furthermore, I think that courses such as Decoding Media Strategies and Sociology and Mass Communication will fulfill that quest. The understanding of these courses will also play an important role in my future plans of doing graduate school in political science and journalism. Apart from communication in the mass level I am extremely interested in understanding interpersonal communication. I find nonverbal communication and body language fascinating because it digs into our subconscious. I am excited to learn the issues surrounding origin of language and how communication is used in relationships. Furthermore, I have been blessed with many experiences in the field of communication. At age 16 I began giving back to the community through volunteer work. In one specific program I assisted in teaching a kindergarten class for the deaf. Unlike the teacher, I did not know sign language, and so I connected with them by means of technology, for instance the use of vibrating stages connected to a microphone. This program has taught me the various means that we as humans communicate. Communication comes in various forms, from verbal to nonverbal. Hand gestures, sign language and body language are all means of communication that go beyond verbal words. This program also shows the various ways that we adapt to our surroundings and society, that even for those who do not know sign language there are ways in which to communicate with the deaf. It also shows us the use of technology as a medium in sending and receiving messages. The understanding of these fascinating topics is what I seek in this field. I have always had an inquisitive mind. I love the analysis of society that communication studies offers. Furthermore, I am eager to understand why and how we as a society function. It is my hope, that through this brief statement I have effectively conveyed my understanding and passion for the field of communications.
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I wear these strengths on my sleeve's, honing them in on academics as well as extracurricular activities. Being a top runner at my school in both sprinting and cross country has pushed me on towards a feeling of self being and self success. The idea that there is always room for improvement is a core drive in almost anything I do. No one wants to be out done in what they are trying to accomplish, and that's exactly what I believe, if I put in more input than the competition, I'll have more positive output. If there is a human flaw that my time in high school has taught me to be the most depressing state of mind, that state is apathy. Nothing could less productive and more weary, and that is an all around fault in society, us as a species are supposed to feel and supposed to be driven. Everything a human does is based off of a certain amount of motivation, and my key plan is to keep that amount at it's maximum. To keep motivated is to find a subject to focus your motvation into and keep driven towards it. My transformation in my life occurred when I discovered this. It wasn't until senior year when I found my passion to be running, and I would never let someone easily attempt to surpass me as a sprinter again. Enduring hours of practice, and not letting pain get the best of me, I have seen immense improvement in just running, but in school work. Once I found a core focus of motivation, the rest of my life's ambitions were easy to follow. Staying motivated in one subject kept me to endure through another. If you are going to stay motivated, you will endure, and if you are going to endure, you will be competitive, and when you want to be competitive and keep your role as top dog, you will be motivated.
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I wear these strengths on my sleeve's, honing them in on academics as well as extracurricular activities. Being a top runner at my school in both sprinting and cross-country has pushed me on towards a feeling of self being and self success. The idea that there is always room for improvement is a core drive in almost anything I do. No one wants to be out done in what they are trying to accomplish, and that's exactly what I believe, if I put in more input than the competition, I'll have more positive output. If there is a human flaw that my time in high school has taught me to be the most depressing state of mind, that state is apathy. Nothing could less productive and more weary, and that is an all around fault in society, us as a species are supposed to feel and supposed to be driven. Everything a human does is based off of a certain amount of motivation, and my key plan is to keep that amount at it's maximum. To keep motivated is to find a subject to focus your motivation into and keep driven towards it. My transformation in my life occurred when I discovered this. It wasn't until senior year when I found my passion to be running, and I would never let someone easily attempt to surpass me as a sprinter again. Enduring hours of practice, and not letting pain get the best of me, I have seen immense improvement in just running, but in school work. Once I found a core focus of motivation, the rest of my life's ambitions were easy to follow. Staying motivated in one subject kept me to endure through another. If you are going to stay motivated, you will endure, and if you are going to endure, you will be competitive, and when you want to be competitive and keep your role as top dog, you will be motivated.
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Describe the world you come from - for example, your family, community or school - and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations. My family and I moved from the bustling city of Los Angeles to a small, rural town when I was eight-years-old. We traded in our tract home with its inflatable-pool-size yard for a cozy home with a yard that could fit several tract homes. I left behind all that I was familiar with. I was a taciturn child when I lived in the city and moving to the country only exacerbated that trait. There were no neighborhood kids, and I had no friends. To combat this, my parents enrolled me in 4-H. A common misconception about 4-H is that its only focus is on raising farm animals. But 4-H also offers projects like Rocketry and Communications, the latter of which all new members must take. That did not sound too appealing to my quiet, shy, nine-year old self. I planned on sitting in the back of the meetings and not talking unless I was forced. To my horror, during the first class, I was informed that each member was required to give two prepared talks or presentations in front of all twenty-five students and their parents. This caused me worrisome, sleepless nights. To my absolute surprise, after much practice, I managed to successfully give a talk not just to the project members, but later to a much larger group at 4-H County Presentation Day as well as 4-H Regional Presentation Day. This boosted my confidence in my speaking abilities so much that the next year, I became Junior Leader of the Communications Project. Two years after that, I progressed to Teen Leader. My project members ranged from students who were half my age to those who were twice my size. I started each meeting by explaining the proper procedure for giving a presentation. I offered a few inside tips, and then gave a presentation myself. My hope was to demonstrate that it would not be as difficult as they imagined. Helping the children in my community overcome their fears gave me enormous satisfaction. No one who knew me when I was nine-years-old could have predicted that I would become an ace at speaking in public. In pursuing my dream of attending university, I know that wherever my future leads me, I will confidently use my public speaking talent to change the perspective of others to make a positive difference in the world. I hope to use my talent to either successfully run business meetings or persuasively explain my position to a jury. Overcoming my fear of public speaking proved that I could accomplish anything I set my mind to.
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Describe the world you come from - for example, your family, community or school - and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations. My family and I moved from the bustling city of Los Angeles to a small, rural town when I was eight-years-old. We traded in our tract home with its inflatable-pool-size yard for a cozy home with a yard that could fit several tract homes. I left behind all that I was familiar with. I was a taciturn child when I lived in the city and moving to the country only exacerbated that trait. There were no neighborhood kids, and I had no friends. To combat this, my parents enrolled me in 4-H. A common misconception about 4-H is that its only focus is on raising farm animals. But 4-H also offers projects like Rocketry and Communications, the latter of which all new members must take. That did not sound too appealing to my quiet, shy, nine-year old self. I planned on sitting in the back of the meetings and not talking unless I was forced. To my horror, during the first class, I was informed that each member was required to give two prepared talks or presentations in front of all twenty-five students and their parents. This caused me worrisome, sleepless nights. To my absolute surprise, after much practice, I managed to successfully give a talk not just to the project members, but later to a much larger group at 4-H County Presentation Day as well as 4-H Regional Presentation Day. This boosted my confidence in my speaking abilities so much that the next year, I became Junior Leader of the Communications Project. Two years after that, I progressed to Teen Leader. My project members ranged from students who were half my age to those who were twice my size. I started each meeting by explaining the proper procedure for giving a presentation. I offered a few inside tips, and then gave a presentation myself. My hope was to demonstrate that it would not be as difficult as they imagined. Helping the children in my community overcome their fears gave me enormous satisfaction. No one who knew me when I was nine-years-old could have predicted that I would become an ace at speaking in public. In pursuing my dream of attending university, I know that wherever my future leads me, I will confidently use my public speaking talent to change the perspective of others to make a positive difference in the world. I hope to use my talent to either successfully run business meetings or persuasively explain my position to a jury. Overcoming my fear of public speaking proved that I could accomplish anything I set my mind to.
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After ending my conversation with my friend I was amazed when the screen displayed the duration of the call. Two hours, five minutes, and twenty-four seconds, and my cell phone had one bar of battery left. This was the longest conversation I ever had in my life. In the past, I did not say much over the phone except: hi, bye, yes, and no. During my sophomore year I realized I was a pretty quiet person. Whenever I saw someone I knew I would just say hi and keep walking the other direction. I always went home right after school and did my homework. On the weekends, I did my chores like vacuuming or cleaning the toilets, and followed my parents wherever they went. I needed a better social life and to talk more because being quiet will not help me in my future. My social skills expanded during my junior year. For an Academy of Finance class I had to do a mock interview with an employer from Jobs for Youth which is an organization to help teenagers gain job experience. After my teacher read the requirements of the project, I knew that I had a lot of work. I sought my parents' advice on how to succeed during an interview. My mother told me that I should sell myself. I must emphasize my qualities, dress professionally, and be knowledgeable about the company to show them that I am the best candidate for the job. Rocking back and forth and feeling the perspiration on my face, I waited patiently for my name to be called. After my name was called, I entered a small meeting room, firmly shook my interviewer's hand, and we sat down. My teacher advised me that squeezing my thumb underneath the table would calm me down. As he was introducing himself I secretly gripped my thumb and I felt more relaxed. We began and the questions were not as difficult as I anticipated. The conversation was like a boat ride down a river with a few bumps and white water, but I made it safely to the nice sunny beach. I left the building with a smile on my face. At school I am much closer to my teachers and ask questions if I do not understand the material. On Saturdays, I still do chores, but I also go on trips to the beach and go bowling. I can also apply my social skills in volleyball where I yell to let my teammates know what I am doing and cheer us on when we score points. When I go to college I am eager to join academic and social clubs and be environmentally active. My social skills will further develop my resume because I can handle an interview comfortably with confidence. College will provide me with the academic knowledge and experience that will help me obtain my goals, and my social skills will assist me be more ambitious in everything I do.
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After ending my conversation with my friend I was amazed when the screen displayed the duration of the call. Two hours, five minutes, and twenty-four seconds, and my cell phone had one bar of battery left. This was the longest conversation I ever had in my life. In the past, I did not say much over the phone except: hi, bye, yes, and no. During my sophomore year I realized I was a pretty quiet person. Whenever I saw someone I knew I would just say hi and keep walking the other direction. I always went home right after school and did my homework. On the weekends, I did my chores like vacuuming or cleaning the toilets, and followed my parents wherever they went. I needed a better social life and to talk more because being quiet will not help me in my future. My social skills expanded during my junior year. For an Academy of Finance class I had to do a mock interview with an employer from Jobs for Youth which is an organization to help teenagers gain job experience. After my teacher read the requirements of the project, I knew that I had a lot of work. I sought my parents' advice on how to succeed during an interview. My mother told me that I should sell myself. I must emphasize my qualities, dress professionally, and be knowledgeable about the company to show them that I am the best candidate for the job. Rocking back and forth and feeling the perspiration on my face, I waited patiently for my name to be called. After my name was called, I entered a small meeting room, firmly shook my interviewer's hand, and we sat down. My teacher advised me that squeezing my thumb underneath the table would calm me down. As he was introducing himself I secretly gripped my thumb and I felt more relaxed. We began, and the questions were not as difficult as I anticipated. The conversation was like a boat ride down a river with a few bumps and white water, but I made it safely to the nice sunny beach. I left the building with a smile on my face. At school, I am much closer to my teachers and ask questions if I do not understand the material. On Saturdays, I still do chores, but I also go on trips to the beach and go bowling. I can also apply my social skills in volleyball where I yell to let my teammates know what I am doing and cheer us on when we score points. When I go to college I am eager to join academic and social clubs and be environmentally active. My social skills will further develop my resume because I can handle an interview comfortably with confidence. College will provide me with the academic knowledge and experience that will help me obtain my goals, and my social skills will assist me be more ambitious in everything I do.
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I do some things to make myself more environmentally friendly. I walk to school instead of driving because I live about two blocks away. I also take the bus when I go downtown or my friend's house. When I need to get somewhere and many people are going, I carpool with some friends. I recycle any cardboard boxes and milk cartons, and I reuse water bottles and fill them with filtered tap water instead of buying more water. I take short showers and I don't leave the facet on when I am brushing my teeth. At school, I am constantly learning about the environment and how we are affecting it. I noticed recycle and compost bins in the cafeteria and an old Asian woman picking up cans and bottles in the gym. In the A.P. Environmental Science class, I see how other third world countries are less fortunate than us and how we just dump our trash in their countries. We need to find a way to use less resources and produce less trash so other countries can improve their standard of living. During the summer of 2008, I was a intern at North East Medical Services (NEMS), which is a clinic near Chinatown. I worked as a lab technical assistant and they had strict safety regulations. I always had to wash my hands and wear latex gloves because I was transporting blood samples. My mentor told me that a clean work place reduces the chance of people spreading any diseases. He also told me that many people are ill because their houses or work places are unsanitary. A clean environment is good for everyone, but we are far from one. If we continue what we are doing, most of our natural resources would be gone and our future generations would have nothing to survive on. We should focus more on renewable energy sources like the wind, sun, and maybe even rain instead of wasting all of our fossil fuels. We also need to do more with our trash instead of burning or burying it. I hope that if apply my studies to environmental problems and coming up with a solution to them, I can help make a better future for everyone.
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I do some things to make myself more environmentally friendly. I walk to school instead of driving because I live about two blocks away. Furthermore, I also take the bus when I go downtown or my friend's house. When I need to get somewhere and many people are going, I carpool with some friends. I recycle any cardboard boxes and milk cartons, and I reuse water bottles and fill them with filtered tap water instead of buying more water. I take short showers and I don't leave the facet on when I am brushing my teeth. At school, I am constantly learning about the environment and how we are affecting it. I noticed recycle and compost bins in the cafeteria and an old Asian woman picking up cans and bottles in the gym. In the A.P. Environmental Science class, I see how other Third World countries are less fortunate than us and how we just dump our trash in their countries. We need to find a way to use less resources and produce less trash, so other countries can improve their standard of living. During the summer of 2008, I was an intern at North East Medical Services (NEWS), which is a clinic near Chinatown. I worked as a lab technical assistant, and they had strict safety regulations. I always had to wash my hands and wear latex gloves because I was transporting blood samples. My mentor told me that a clean work place reduces the chance of people spreading any diseases. He also told me that many people are ill because their houses or work places are unsanitary. A clean environment is good for everyone, but we are far from one. If we continue what we are doing, most of our natural resources would be gone and our future generations would have nothing to survive on. We should focus more on renewable energy sources like the wind, sun, and maybe even rain instead of wasting all of our fossil fuels. We also need to do more with our trash instead of burning or burying it. I hope that if apply my studies to environmental problems and coming up with a solution to them, I can help make a better future for everyone.
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Ever since I was a child, my teachers, friends, parents, and family have always been praised for my kindheartedness, determination, and of course my leadership. I have never been one to judge others, I always work hard in everything I do, and always take initiative. My morals were built by people that surround me, specifically family. My parents have always taught me that everyone is the same and not one person is better than the next. This is something that has followed me throughout my life and is still one of my main principles. I take great pride in being open-minded and kindhearted, because I believe that most of the problems we have today is because of one group of people feeling more superior to another, and people's lack of initiative to do good for others with no benefit for themselves. Another problem that is present is people are not determined to fix the problems that our society has and instead work around them. Albert Einstein once said, "We can't solve problems by using the same kind of thinking we used when we created them." This quote means a lot to me because I strongly believe this philosophy. I am not one to walk around or run away from a problem, but rather I am determined to work hard and "Think outside the box" to not only rid of the problem but take initiative to make sure it does not happen again. I believe that if everyone lived with this philosophy, the world would become a better place by the minute. Unfortunately, the opposite is occurring at the moment and new problems emerge as time goes by. I am very proud of being a leader rather than a follower for many reasons. One, it gives me the opportunity to express my views, beliefs, morals, and concerns. Two, I continually try to make a difference in society for a greater good, and lastly, it gives me individuality in a uniform society. This uniform society is a major factor in many of today's problems. People tend to do what other people do, even if it is against their personal views. This leads to many problems because leaders with the wrong intentions can easily be followed by those who are afraid of individuality and leadership. I am proud to be a kindhearted - determined leader and have demonstrated it in more ways than one. During my years in high school, I have dedicated countless hours volunteering for my local church, library, youth center, and I am now currently an active member of the Rotaract Club at Glendale Community College. The club motto is, "Service Above Self," and that is demonstrated in the activities we perform. The Rotaract Club volunteers time and money to those less fortunate than us. We go to soup kitchens, Mexican orphanages, carry out toy drives for charities, and start our own. The activities the club performs not only enrich the lives of those we contribute to, but also transforms its members into future leaders.
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Ever since I was a child, my teachers, friends, parents, and family have always been praised for my kindheartedness, determination, and of course my leadership. I have never been one to judge others, I always work hard in everything I do, and always take initiative. My morals were built by people that surround me, specifically family. My parents have always taught me that everyone is the same and not one person is better than the next. This is something that has followed me throughout my life and is still one of my main principles. I take great pride in being open-minded and kindhearted, because I believe that most of the problems we have today is because of one group of people feeling more superior to another, and people's lack of initiative to do good for others with no benefit for themselves. Another problem that is present is people are not determined to fix the problems that our society has and instead work around them. Albert Einstein once said, "We can't solve problems by using the same kind of thinking we used when we created them." This quote means a lot to me because I strongly believe this philosophy. I am not one to walk around or run away from a problem, but rather I am determined to work hard and "Think outside the box" to not only rid of the problem but take initiative to make sure it does not happen again. I believe that if everyone lived with this philosophy, the world would become a better place by the minute. Unfortunately, the opposite is occurring at the moment and new problems emerge as time goes by. I am very proud of being a leader rather than a follower for many reasons. One, it gives me the opportunity to express my views, beliefs, morals, and concerns. Two, I continually try to make a difference in society for a greater good, and lastly, it gives me individuality in a uniform society. This uniform society is a major factor in many of today's problems. People tend to do what other people do, even if it is against their personal views. This leads to many problems because leaders with the wrong intentions can easily be followed by those who are afraid of individuality and leadership. I am proud to be a kindhearted - determined leader and have demonstrated it in more ways than one. During my years in high school, I have dedicated countless hours volunteering for my local church, library, youth center, and I am now currently an active member of the Retract Club at Glendale Community College. The club motto is, "Service Above Self," and that is demonstrated in the activities we perform. The Retract Club volunteers time and money to those less fortunate than us. We go to soup kitchens, Mexican orphanages, carry out toy drives for charities, and start our own. The activities the club performs not only enrich the lives of those we contribute to, but also transforms its members into future leaders.
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In kindergarten, I honestly believed I was destined to become a great being, a superhero. With powers mere mortals could only possess in their most vivid dreams, I truly believed that I could save countless lives from the gripes of peril and win the peoples' gratitude. It only took me about a year to realize that this was not going to happen and thirteen more years of steady deliberation to arrive at a more definitive answer: I have decided to become a doctor. On August of 2005, I revisited my hometown of Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam for the first time since I was raised there as an infant. While window-shopping one evening at a particularly busy intersection, a young man with neither arms nor legs had somehow made his way towards me and tried to sell to me a pack of Wrigley's spearmint bubblegum. I did not want the bubblegum, but I bought it anyway. He dropped his jaw and tilted his head upwards indicating that he wanted me to put the money in his mouth; I did just that. As I held my pack of bubblegum and watched him wriggle away towards another potential customer, I felt conflicting emotions of both admiration and affliction. I wanted to give the young man a better chance in life, perhaps give him something more than just prosthetic limbs; I wanted for him to have his own limbs back, but as I was, there was nothing else I could do. From that moment, I decided that a career in treating people was something I could be both happy and proud of. Unfortunately, my involvement in the Vietnamese Community Health Promotion Project as a volunteer organizer and initiation as a senior volunteer for Kaiser Permanente of Santa Teresa are the only noteworthy acts I can mention as far as volunteer work goes. However, I have acquired some leadership and communication skills that I know will prove invaluable later on. Because my remaining time as an undergraduate is limited, I will be taking advantage of undergraduate research and internship opportunities as soon as possible during my next two years. As a stem cell and genetic biologist, I believe that I will contribute enthusiastically to the scientific body of knowledge.
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In kindergarten, I honestly believed I was destined to become a great being, a superhero. With powers mere mortals could only possess in their most vivid dreams, I truly believed that I could save countless lives from the gripes of peril and win the peoples' gratitude. It only took me about a year to realize that this was not going to happen and thirteen more years of steady deliberation to arrive at a more definitive answer: I have decided to become a doctor. On August 2005, I revisited my hometown of Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam for the first time since I was raised there as an infant. While window-shopping one evening at a particularly busy intersection, a young man with neither arms nor legs had somehow made his way towards me and tried to sell to me a pack of Wrigley's spearmint bubblegum. I did not want the bubblegum, but I bought it anyway. He dropped his jaw and tilted his head upwards indicating that he wanted me to put the money in his mouth; I did just that. As I held my pack of bubblegum and watched him wriggle away towards another potential customer, I felt conflicting emotions of both admiration and affliction. I wanted to give the young man a better chance in life, perhaps give him something more than just prosthetic limbs; I wanted for him to have his own limbs back, but as I was, there was nothing else I could do. From that moment, I decided that a career in treating people was something I could be both happy and proud of. Unfortunately, my involvement in the Vietnamese Community Health Promotion Project as a volunteer organizer and initiation as a senior volunteer for Kaiser Permanent of Santa Teresa are the only noteworthy acts I can mention as far as volunteer work goes. However, I have acquired some leadership and communication skills that I know will prove invaluable later on. Because my remaining time as an undergraduate is limited, I will be taking advantage of undergraduate research and internship opportunities as soon as possible during my next two years. As a stem cell and genetic biologist, I believe that I will contribute enthusiastically to the scientific body of knowledge.
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I have no idea what world I come from. I do not think that I ever have. Perhaps if I did I might be better able to better identify the world I am meant to impact. My search for a such an environment is what has been a defining influence in my life. Ever since I have been truly aware of my own existence in an abstract sense, I have wondered of the memories of my life, but somehow I have never quite felt absorbed into a community. I have always felt somehow out-of-solution. I do not know, perhaps this is just part of being an introspective introvert, or simply part of human existence. Maybe everyone feels this way, but even if that is true, I cannot genuinely identify myself as being "from" somewhere, in a figurative sense. I could write that I come from an intellectual community, or that I come from a place of real ideals and values, but I do not think that tells anything about who I am. And how could it, these places are not what has shaped my dreams and aspirations. Rather, it is the lack of belonging to a community that I believe has shaped me most. Contrary to the saying, I view myself as an island. I see myself as isolated, with the world changing around me. Because of this apartness, I have been motivated to learn as much as possible; when I am the only constant in my life, the only way to move successfully into the future is through self-improvement. I have studied hard in my free time, particularly in the last few years, reading books with authors from Victor Frankl to Friedrich Nietzsche to Alan Watts. My studies to this point and, as far as I can see, from this point forward have been aimed at finding a way to effectively stop moving with the general river of the populace, isolated yet pushed along like a stick in the water, and instead become part of the riverbed, shaping the world around me. It makes me cringe to quote a Hollywood movie in this context, but there is simply no better way to put it than the way that Frank Costello did in The Departed: "I don't want to be a product of my environment. I want my environment to be a product of me."
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I have no idea what world I come from. I do not think that I ever have. Perhaps if I did I might be better able to better identify the world I am meant to impact. My search for a such an environment is what has been a defining influence in my life. Ever since I have been truly aware of my own existence in an abstract sense, I have wondered of the memories of my life, but somehow I have never quite felt absorbed into a community. I have always felt somehow out-of-solution. I do not know, perhaps this is just part of being an introspective introvert, or simply part of human existence. Maybe everyone feels this way, but even if that is true, I cannot genuinely identify myself as being "from" somewhere, in a figurative sense. I could write that I come from an intellectual community, or that I come from a place of real ideals and values, but I do not think that tells anything about who I am. And how could it, these places are not what has shaped my dreams and aspirations. Rather, it is the lack of belonging to a community that I believe has shaped me most. Contrary to the saying, I view myself as an island. I see myself as isolated, with the world changing around me. Because of this awareness, I have been motivated to learn as much as possible; when I am the only constant in my life, the only way to move successfully into the future is through self-improvement. I have studied hard in my free time, particularly in the last few years, reading books with authors from Victor Frank to Friedrich Nietzsche to Alan Watts. My studies to this point and, as far as I can see, from this point forward have been aimed at finding a way to effectively stop moving with the general river of the populace, isolated yet pushed along like a stick in the water, and instead become part of the riverbed, shaping the world around me. It makes me cringe to quote a Hollywood movie in this context, but there is simply no better way to put it than the way that Frank Costello did in The Departed: "I don't want to be a product of my environment. I want my environment to be a product of me."
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In the study group, there were students who were just the same as me. When I first joined, I thought they were people who studied because their parents told them to. Let me be honest. I had ridiculed and cursed them whenever they studied. To me, their studies looked as meaningless and hopeless a process. In my eyes, they were slaves who just work to avoid the whip from their masters. I had believed they also had no plan about their futures and did not know how to live when they became adults. To me, they looked too young to think about their future seriously. However, when I saw their joyful faces when they got their results, I realized they were not studying without a purpose. They were developing themselves to reach their goals and preparing for the future they would meet. They were not studying without reason or purpose; they were studying to get a result which they desired. They were different than me. They had their hopes and dreams and they were stepping forward to their goals. As I saw people in the study group, I realized how important a dream and an aspiration is to one's life. With their support and cheer, I could find an aspiration for my life. Sometimes I think how my life would be even if I did not join to the study group and meet those people. Maybe I could not get out from the swamp of computer addiction. I would keep playing pointless computer games with no hopes and aspirations. It was lucky that I met people in study groups. I could find the aspiration of my life and the realized the importance of aspiration. ------------------------------------------------------------ ---
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In the study group, there were students who were just the same as me. When I first joined, I thought they were people who studied because their parents told them to. Let me be honest. I had ridiculed and cursed them whenever they studied. To me, their studies looked as meaningless and hopeless a process. In my eyes, they were slaves who just work to avoid the whip from their masters. I had believed they also had no plan about their futures and did not know how to live when they became adults. To me, they looked too young to think about their future seriously. However, when I saw their joyful faces when they got their results, I realized they were not studying without a purpose. They were developing themselves to reach their goals and preparing for the future they would meet. They were not studying without reason or purpose; they were studying to get a result which they desired. Furthermore, they were different from me. Furthermore, they had their hopes and dreams, and they were stepping forward to their goals. As I saw people in the study group, I realized how important a dream and an aspiration is to one's life. With their support and cheer, I could find an aspiration for my life. Sometimes I think how my life would be even if I did not join to the study group and meet those people. Maybe I could not get out from the swamp of computer addiction. I would keep playing pointless computer games with no hopes and aspirations. It was lucky that I met people in study groups. I could find the aspiration of my life and they realized the importance of aspiration. ------------------------------------------------------------ ---
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"I want to be the president of the United States" This was my solid answer at age 7 when asked what I wanted to be when I grew up. Growing up in other towns might have elicited a sneer accompanied by the following odds of actually becoming the next president: the past 43 presidents have been Caucasian, which contrasts my Asian-yellow skin, and if you take off the letters 'f' and 'e' from female, you get the gender of all of our presidents. But living in my community has taught me that if you want to do something or be someone, it can be done as long as you work for it. So while I may have disadvantages that work against me in all sorts of situations, I have learned to never acknowledge them as barriers that I could not overcome. Home to me is Castro Valley, the town with one high school and the old fashioned ice cream parlor. Ever year since the seventh grade I participated in the annual recycling art contest. The contest gave all participants the opportunity to define what art was. But logically, what was art? I struggled with this question while figuring out how I would create a masterpiece out of water bottles. After arduous work of asking neighbors for their trash and putting everything together, I was supposed to explain its significance. This was not an easy task. To explain what the piece was created for could only be done after we appreciated it. Yes, appreciate that indeed anything could be art, even the burnt tea kettle that was transformed into a flying bird. While alone, the recyclables were simply considered trash, they all, in this recycling art contest, had the potential to be useful and seen as art. It was in this process of putting each object together that I could learn that when you have a goal- which in my case was creating a remarkable piece- it could be done with persistence and motivation. I consider myself fortunate to live in a community where I am able to work for my goals, whether it's turning a bike wheel into a globe or finding a path in which I can work to achieve my dreams. If a burnt tea kettle can be considered art, the possibility for anyone to do anything-- become the CEO of a company, find the cure for cancer, or become the president of America-- is there. Believing in this concept is a part of my life for it allows me to trust that nothing is too far-fetched. This mentality fosters the understanding that being fortunate is not having the most up-to-date technology; it is being in an environment that encourages you to think the unthinkable and dream the impossible. Please give your honest feedback even if it makes me cry 8]
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"I want to be the President of the United States" This was my solid answer at age 7 when asked what I wanted to be when I grew up. Growing up in other towns might have elicited a sneer accompanied by the following odds of actually becoming the next president: the past 43 presidents have been Caucasian, which contrasts my Asian-yellow skin, and if you take off the letters 'f' and 'e' from female, you get the gender of all of our presidents. But living in my community has taught me that if you want to do something or be someone, it can be done as long as you work for it. So while I may have disadvantages that work against me in all sorts of situations, I have learned to never acknowledge them as barriers that I could not overcome. Home to me is Castro Valley, the town with one high school and the old-fashioned ice cream parlor. Every year since the seventh grade I participated in the annual recycling art contest. The contest gave all participants the opportunity to define what art was. But logically, what was art? I struggled with this question while figuring out how I would create a masterpiece out of water bottles. After arduous work of asking neighbors for their trash and putting everything together, I was supposed to explain its significance. This was not an easy task. To explain what the piece was created for could only be done after we appreciated it. Yes, appreciate that indeed anything could be art, even the burnt tea kettle that was transformed into a flying bird. While alone, the recyclables were simply considered trash, they all, in this recycling art contest, had the potential to be useful and seen as art. It was in this process of putting each object together that I could learn that when you have a goal-which in my case was creating a remarkable piece- it could be done with persistence and motivation. I consider myself fortunate to live in a community where I am able to work for my goals, whether it's turning a bike wheel into a globe or finding a path in which I can work to achieve my dreams. If a burnt tea kettle can be considered art, the possibility for anyone to do anything-- become the CEO of a company, find the cure for cancer, or become the president of America-- is there. Believing in this concept is a part of my life for it allows me to trust that nothing is too far-fetched. This mentality fosters the understanding that being fortunate is not having the most up-to-date technology; it is being in an environment that encourages you to think the unthinkable and dream the impossible. Please give your honest feedback even if it makes me cry 8]
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When I was in first grade, our teacher asked the class to draw out what we aspired to be when we grew up. While the other girls drew puppies and kitties to illustrate their desires to become a veterinarian, I was absorbed in drawing a bright pink dress on my paper. Underneath my drawing I wrote,"dress designer" in neat letters. My naiveté at the time did not know that dress designer essentially meant fashion designer. While I not longer have intentions of becoming a fashion designer, I still follow my precedented desire to delve into an aspect of design. Being planted in the heart of Silicon Valley, I have grown accustomed to seeing business parks in every which direction I turn. Even though I grew up being immersed in such a high tech environment, I managed to break free of the math and science current and follow my own path. Instead, I turned all my attention and focus towards something I loved that the bay area also had to offer. Living so close to San Francisco and San Jose, I drew most of my inspiration from these culturally rich cities. Despite all of my friends being focused intently on studying math and science, I persistently pursued my passion in art. In the beginning, I blindly listened to my parents' preset goals of me becoming a doctor, but as I found myself increasingly struggling in the subjects of math and science, I reevaluated my goals. This time I was determined to start from scratch and rebuild my path based on my own interests. My dreams of pursuing art has created a rift between my relationships with my parents over the years. When I told my parents my intentions of studying art in college, I was met with strong opposition and much disapproval. They immediately jumped on the "starving artist" stereotype and tried to stomp out any possibility of me pursuing art. I was disappointed by their narrow-mindedness. My mom had always told me to keep my eyes open and not get hung up with a single idea. I did not understand why she was going against her teachings now or how this was any different from what she had always advised me. She was so afraid I would fall in with the group of starving artists that she did everything she could to change my mind, including cutting off my art classes which prevented me from receiving extra tips and advice for my artwork. My passion for art was strong enough that studio or not, I was still able to find motivation to work on projects independently. I did not view art as a menial task or an assignment, but rather as an activity I truly enjoyed. I often found myself staying up late working tirelessly on artwork or other small crafts. Even with all these conflicting opinions around me, I never let any of them overwhelm me, but saw them as minor hurdles that had yet to be overcome. I continue to troop on with my passion for art in hopes that one day they will pay off and allow me to make it as a successful designer. My parents' minds will never be completely at ease with me doing art, but they have realized my sincerity with art and gradually accepted my decision. Although their opposition often times left me flustered, it definitely helped me solidify my beliefs and my realization that art is the direction I want to go towards in college and beyond.
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When I was in first grade, our teacher asked the class to draw out what we aspired to be when we grew up. While the other girls drew puppies and kitties to illustrate their desires to become a veterinarian, I was absorbed in drawing a bright pink dress on my paper. Underneath my drawing I wrote,"dress designer" in neat letters. My naivete at the time did not know that dress designer essentially meant fashion designer. While I no longer have intentions of becoming a fashion designer, I still follow my precedented desire to delve into an aspect of design. Being planted in the heart of Silicon Valley, I have grown accustomed to seeing business parks in every which direction I turn. Even though I grew up being immersed in such a high-tech environment, I managed to break free of the math and science current and follow my own path. Instead, I turned all my attention and focus towards something I loved that the Bay Area also had to offer. Living so close to San Francisco and San Jose, I drew most of my inspiration from these culturally rich cities. Despite all of my friends being focused intently on studying math and science, I persistently pursued my passion in art. In the beginning, I blindly listened to my parents' preset goals of me becoming a doctor, but as I found myself increasingly struggling in the subjects of math and science, I reevaluated my goals. This time I was determined to start from scratch and rebuild my path based on my own interests. My dreams of pursuing art has created a rift between my relationships with my parents over the years. When I told my parents my intentions of studying art in college, I was met with strong opposition and much disapproval. They immediately jumped on the "starving artist" stereotype and tried to stomp out any possibility of me pursuing art. I was disappointed by their narrow-mindedness. My mom had always told me to keep my eyes open and not get hung up with a single idea. I did not understand why she was going against her teachings now or how this was any different from what she had always advised me. She was so afraid I would fall in with the group of starving artists that she did everything she could to change my mind, including cutting off my art classes which prevented me from receiving extra tips and advice for my artwork. My passion for art was strong enough that studio or not, I was still able to find motivation to work on projects independently. I did not view art as a menial task or an assignment, but rather as an activity I truly enjoyed. I often found myself staying up late working tirelessly on artwork or other small crafts. Even with all these conflicting opinions around me, I never let any of them overwhelm me, but saw them as minor hurdles that had yet to be overcome. I continue to troop on with my passion for art in hopes that one day they will pay off and allow me to make it as a successful designer. My parents' minds will never be completely at ease with me doing art, but they have realized my sincerity with art and gradually accepted my decision. Although their opposition often times left me flustered, it definitely helped me solidify my beliefs and my realization that art is the direction I want to go towards in college and beyond.
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The hardest period of my life I have ever had to go through was my freshman year of high school. When I was in eighth grade, I was tentatively excited about moving on to high school. I loved my small Montessori school, and sometimes I still wish that I could slip back into the small group of students and just start my old classes again. Still, I had gone from an average student to an AB student in my last couple of years, and I was feeling good about a new challenge. I was cagily optimistic about the move away from my small school, which had become a kind of second home for me, to a totally foreign and much more demanding environment. The first few days at my new school went fine, though I mostly felt like I was just holding it all together. Transitions have always been hard for me, but I was determined to do my absolute best to give the school an honest shot, and to keep my mind as open as possible. I did do my best, I don't know what else I could have done, but within a week, I was in a pit of despair. I had never experienced anything close to this feeling of hopelessness. I could hardly make it through the morning without breaking down in one of my classes. I dropped out of school for a few weeks and, with my parents' support, sought help. I became a "504" student on the circuit of figuring out why life was suddenly and unexpectedly so challenging for me. I was eventually able to return, and came back as a regular student in my second semester. This depression would come in waves for my whole freshman year, most of my sophomore year, and even the very start of my junior year. For me, dealing with depression meant getting out of my school. In reality, it is a decent high school, but because of the difficulty of my initial transition, I always dreaded the place. I set a goal in my freshman year to do whatever I could to get into the Running Start program, and start a more independent course of study. Finally, the end of sophomore year came, and I signed up to attend North Seattle Community College the following fall. Even then I was uneasy; I thought that it might just be easier to tolerate two more years of my current school, rather than dive into another transition, but I knew that I had to try something different in order to feel something different. North Seattle Community College was very different from any other experience I had ever had before. After the initial transition period had passed, I realized how much I liked what I was doing. I was now taking classes with people who actually had signed up to be there. The teachers did not have to spend any time getting people to quiet down or pay attention; the responsibility to pass the class was the student's. This current period has been one that is challenging, but also triumphant. My depression has been the biggest challenge of my life. It was the hardest and, in some ways, the most humiliating period I ever had to get through. But I have been getting through it, and I am proud of the path I have chosen. My individual progression into a college environment has been, and is, an incredibly shaping and influencing event. It is much more academically and socially challenging, as well an independence-developing experience. As well as helping to lift me out the darkest period of my life, it has fostered my sense of independence, and developed me into a much more critical thinker.
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The hardest period of my life I have ever had to go through was my freshman year of high school. When I was in eighth grade, I was tentatively excited about moving on to high school. I loved my small Montessori school, and sometimes I still wish that I could slip back into the small group of students and just start my old classes again. Still, I had gone from an average student to an AB student in my last couple of years, and I was feeling good about a new challenge. I was cagily optimistic about the move away from my small school, which had become a kind of second home for me, to a totally foreign and much more demanding environment. The first few days at my new school went fine, though I mostly felt like I was just holding it all together. Transitions have always been hard for me, but I was determined to do my absolute best to give the school an honest shot, and to keep my mind as open as possible. I did do my best, I don't know what else I could have done, but within a week, I was in a pit of despair. I had never experienced anything close to this feeling of hopelessness. Furthermore, I could hardly make it through the morning without breaking down in one of my classes. Furthermore, I dropped out of school for a few weeks and, with my parents' support, sought help. Furthermore, I became a "504" student on the circuit of figuring out why life was suddenly and unexpectedly so challenging for me. Furthermore, I was eventually able to return, and came back as a regular student in my second semester. This depression would come in waves for my whole freshman year, most of my sophomore year, and even the very start of my junior year. For me, dealing with depression meant getting out of my school. In reality, it is a decent high school, but because of the difficulty of my initial transition, I always dreaded the place. I set a goal in my freshman year to do whatever I could to get into the Running Start program, and start a more independent course of study. Finally, the end of sophomore year came, and I signed up to attend North Seattle Community College the following fall. Even then I was uneasy; I thought that it might just be easier to tolerate two more years of my current school, rather than dive into another transition, but I knew that I had to try something different in order to feel something different. North Seattle Community College was very different from any other experience I had ever had before. After the initial transition period had passed, I realized how much I liked what I was doing. I was now taking classes with people who actually had signed up to be there. The teachers did not have to spend any time getting people to quiet down or pay attention; the responsibility to pass the class was the student's. This current period has been one that is challenging, but also triumphant. My depression has been the biggest challenge of my life. It was the hardest and, in some ways, the most humiliating period I ever had to get through. But I have been getting through it, and I am proud of the path I have chosen. My individual progression into a college environment has been, and is, an incredibly shaping and influencing event. It is much more academically and socially challenging, as well an independence-developing experience. As well as helping to lift me out the darkest period of my life, it has fostered my sense of independence, and developed me into a much more critical thinker.
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I'm having trouble figuring out how this has shaped my dreams. Is this an okay topic to use for this prompt or should I pick something else? Any feedback is appreciated Thanks :) I come from a supportive world. With any decisions I make, my parents give me guidance and have faith in me no matter what. They have always shown their love and pushed me to do my best. The advice I have received from them about everything will stick with me forever. As a child, my parents were sheltering and tried their best to keep me away from all the horrible things in the world. Growing up, my family struggled with money. I can not think of a time when my dad has not worked at least two jobs. My parents chose not to let me know the hardships we were experiencing but rather kept me in high spirits. By doing this I was not exposed to adult problems as a child. They were always careful what they said around me. By no means do I feel deprived because my family did not have money when I was little. My parents still were loving, caring, and always there for me, just like they still are.
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I'm having trouble figuring out how this has shaped my dreams. Is this an okay topic to use for this prompt, or should I pick something else? Any feedback is appreciated Thanks :) I come from a supportive world. With any decisions I make, my parents give me guidance and have faith in me no matter what. They have always shown their love and pushed me to do my best. The advice I have received from them about everything will stick with me forever. As a child, my parents were sheltering and tried their best to keep me away from all the horrible things in the world. Growing up, my family struggled with money. I can not think of a time when my dad has not worked at least two jobs. My parents chose not to let me know the hardships we were experiencing but rather kept me in high spirits. By doing this I was not exposed to adult problems as a child. They were always careful what they said around me. By no means do I feel deprived because my family did not have money when I was little. My parents still were loving, caring, and always there for me, just like they still are.
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Thanks for reading! I appreciate it (: Simple tender loving care is all I need to reach my goals and dreams. By creating a separate, idealized world― away from reality, where only he and I can enter― my boyfriend alleviates my pain and weaknesses. His unconditional love and care has helped me reconcile with past experiences that have posed obstacles in my recent growth and achievements. My boyfriend accomplished a great feat by repairing my fragile confidence. Over the years, I lost many friends. Losing all these important relationships took a toll on my confidence, because I believed no one would accept me for who I was. My pessimistic feelings continued to stunt the pursuit of my dreams, until I met my boyfriend in eighth grade. It was unbelievable on how we made a connection so quickly. Soon, I realized that when I looked into his eyes, I saw this pain― a similar pain that I felt after feeling betrayed and forgotten. This subtle similarity helped us bond and erase the pain all together with each other's presence alone. As we grew closer through laughs and commitments, our own world began to form; a world where we would remove the growing stress and pressure that would hinder our personal growth. We constantly motivate one another to not let our old insecurities stop our potential in achieving greatness. We see the beauty in each other by confirming positive qualities and finding every "flaw" appealing and beautiful. He expresses my beauty as "the beauty that shines within," and I keep his words close to my heart. From this love, my confidence continues to thrive. My assumptions of failure dissipate with every minute shared with him. Without anything to negate my journey towards success, I feel unstoppable; I set higher goals and dreams, knowing that I have nothing to lose. I am empowered by this blessing of love, because despite all my past and future failures, I will always have someone who is proud of me.
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Thanks for reading! I appreciate it (: Simple tender loving care is all I need to reach my goals and dreams. By creating a separate, idealized world― away from reality, where only he and I can enter― my boyfriend alleviates my pain and weaknesses. His unconditional love and care has helped me reconcile with experiences that have posed obstacles in my recent growth and achievements. My boyfriend accomplished a great feat by repairing my fragile confidence. Over the years, I lost many friends. Losing all these important relationships took a toll on my confidence, because I believed no one would accept me for who I was. My pessimistic feelings continued to stunt the pursuit of my dreams, until I met my boyfriend in eighth grade. It was unbelievable on how we made a connection so quickly. Soon, I realized that when I looked into his eyes, I saw this pain― a similar pain that I felt after feeling betrayed and forgotten. This subtle similarity helped us bond and erase the pain all together with each other's presence alone. As we grew closer through laughs and commitments, our own world began to form; a world where we would remove the growing stress and pressure that would hinder our personal growth. We constantly motivate one another to not let our old insecurities stop our potential in achieving greatness. We see the beauty in each other by confirming positive qualities and finding every "flaw" appealing and beautiful. He expresses my beauty as "the beauty that shines within," and I keep his words close to my heart. From this love, my confidence continues to thrive. My assumptions of failure dissipate with every minute shared with him. Without anything to negate my journey towards success, I feel unstoppable; I set higher goals and dreams, knowing that I have nothing to lose. I am empowered by this blessing of love, because despite all my past and future failures, I will always have someone who is proud of me.
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Though my psychology professor has left her footprints in my academic journey, I would owe my true inspiration from my junior high-school girls. This is now my third year into teaching these young lively women. From sharing heartaches from peers, to blissful celebrations as getting their first kiss, and even the dark moments as death in family members, encountering these girls has been one adventure that still leaves me at a loss of words. Humbled to receive these precious hearts, I did my best to more than empathize, but rather open up my heart to them as well. Just this past year alone, I've been through a rough break up, one parental crisis after another, and my UCLA admission withdrawn. Sharing it with these girls led them to grasp maturity at a young tender age. We've laughed, cried, and even sang together at a local karaoke. The lasting impressions made inspired me to further my studies in psychology.
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Though my psychology professor has left her footprints in my academic journey, I would owe my true inspiration from my junior high-school girls. This is now my third year into teaching these young lively women. From sharing heartaches from peers, to blissful celebrations as getting their first kiss, and even the dark moments as death in family members, encountering these girls has been one adventure that still leaves me at a loss of words. Humbled to receive these precious hearts, I did my best to more than empathize, but rather open up my heart to them as well. Just this past year alone, I've been through a rough break up, one parental crisis after another, and my UCLA admission withdrawn. Sharing it with these girls led them to grasp maturity at a young tender age. We've laughed, cried, and even sang together at a local karaoke. The lasting impressions made inspired me to further my studies in psychology.
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Please include a short statement addressing why you are applying to Texas Lutheran University and what you hope to obtain from your education. If you were to ask one thousand high school seniors going through the college admissions process what they looked for in their search, you would receive one thousand different answers. Knowing this, the first thing that I did in my college search was develop a list of the most important qualities that I wanted in a college. After much contemplation, I found that there were three things that mattered most: 1) strong academic programs; 2) a sense of community; and 3) a location close to home. Until I visited Texas Lutheran University for the Fall Preview Day, I had not seen a school that I felt could meet all of these requirements. As I learned about the school?s values and became acquainted with the staff and students, I instantly felt like this was where I wanted to attend school for the next four years. Education is about more than learning a series of prescribed facts and figures, it is about becoming a well-rounded, sensitive person. During my college years, I hope to gain not only an education, but also life experiences that will allow me to grow spiritually and emotionally. Though I am still unsure of whether I would like to study English or Biology, I know that going to college will allow me to gain the knowledge that I will need to be successful in whatever I path I choose to take.
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Please include a short statement addressing why you are applying to Texas Lutheran University and what you hope to obtain from your education. If you were to ask one thousand high school seniors going through the college admissions process what they looked for in their search, you would receive one thousand different answers. Knowing this, the first thing that I did in my college search was develop a list of the most important qualities that I wanted in a college. After much contemplation, I found that there were three things that mattered most: 1) strong academic programs; 2) a sense of community; and 3) a location close to home. Until I visited Texas Lutheran University for the Fall Preview Day, I had not seen a school that I felt could meet all of these requirements. As I learned about the school’s values and became acquainted with the staff and students, I instantly felt like this was where I wanted to attend school for the next four years. Education is about more than learning a series of prescribed facts and figures, it is about becoming a well-rounded, sensitive person. During my college years, I hope to gain not only an education, but also life experiences that will allow me to grow spiritually and emotionally. Though I am still unsure of whether I would like to study English or Biology, I know that going to college will allow me to gain the knowledge that I will need to be successful in whatever I path I choose to take.
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I would like to phrase the last paragraph a bit more eloquently and other than that basic edits are always appreciated! It's Christmastime again. The off-key rendition of "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" echoes through the festively decorated home as the young children wait for Santa to arrive and the adults take sips of their cider. My Great Aunt Joan hurries after my cousin John to make sure he is holiday picture appropriate, while Uncle Richard eagerly videotapes. Off in the corner, Uncle Jerry and Aunt Judi fervently debate some matter of the utmost importance such as the names of Santa's reindeer or the lyrics to "Adeste Fidelis". I stand in the midst of this chaos and prepare for the festivities to commence. After a moment's wait, "Santa", otherwise known as Uncle Tom, arrives and greets the holiday guests. The Lahey Christmas party has officially begun. Ever since I was little, I remember traveling to Sacramento for this celebration. Year after year, my family and I pack up our car and embark on the three-hour journey. After what seems like an eternity, we finally arrive at the Marriott, where we have all of ten minutes to get ready for the party. Then, we rush back into the car and travel to the home of this year's host. We are welcomed by Great Aunt Nadine's everlasting lipstick kisses and her counterintuitive but well-intentioned children's gifts. In her eighties, she is the only remaining member of the Lahey generation that began this long-standing tradition. This year she has brought a small ceramic vase for three-year-old Chloe, and a tub of bubbles for me. I make a mental note to discretely swap gifts with Chloe later. I am then greeted by my remaining 30 to 40 relatives. After countless hugs and polite conversation I finally flop down on the couch near my Uncle J.B., my cousin Sara, and my newest cousin Marcus. While Sara chats about college and Uncle J.B. gently rocks Marcus, I slowly take in the wonderful, sometimes chaotic group that is my family. What started 49 years ago as a small party for an Irish Catholic family has now grown to include family members from ethnicities encompassing African American, Scandinavian, German, and Persian ancestries with religious affiliations ranging from Catholicism to Judaism, Islam, and Atheism. Despite our differences we still come together during the holiday season and celebrate the bond our family holds. This ongoing family tradition has taught me how to communicate with all different types of people and also has made me realize how important it is to treat others equally and accept them. As a future lawyer, I see myself helping a unique range of clients and interest groups to achieve equal treatment under the law and to fight for acceptance of new political ideas and civil rights.
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I would like to phrase the last paragraph a bit more eloquently and other than that basic edits are always appreciated! It's Christmastime again. The off-key rendition of "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" echoes through the festively decorated home as the young children wait for Santa to arrive, and the adults take sips of their cider. My Great Aunt Joan hurries after my cousin John to make sure he is holiday picture appropriate, while Uncle Richard eagerly videotapes. Off in the corner, Uncle Jerry and Aunt Audi fervently debate some matter of the utmost importance such as the names of Santa's reindeer or the lyrics to "Adept Fidel is". I stand in the midst of this chaos and prepare for the festivities to commence. After a moment's wait, "Santa", otherwise known as Uncle Tom, arrives and greets the holiday guests. The Lava Christmas party has officially begun. Ever since I was little, I remember traveling to Sacramento for this celebration. Year after year, my family and I pack up our car and embark on the three-hour journey. After what seems like an eternity, we finally arrive at the Marriott, where we have all ten minutes to get ready for the party. Then, we rush back into the car and travel to the home of this year's host. We are welcomed by Great Aunt Nadine's everlasting lipstick kisses and her counterintuitive but well-intentioned children's gifts. In her eighties, she is the only remaining member of the Lava generation that began this long-standing tradition. This year she has brought a small ceramic vase for three-year-old Chloe, and a tub of bubbles for me. I make a mental note to discretely swap gifts with Chloe later. I am then greeted by my remaining 30 to 40 relatives. After countless hugs and polite conversation I finally flop down on the couch near my Uncle J.B., my cousin Sara, and my newest cousin Marcus. While Sara chats about college and Uncle J.B. gently rocks Marcus, I slowly take in the wonderful, sometimes chaotic group that is my family. What started 49 years ago as a small party for an Irish Catholic family has now grown to include family members from ethnicities encompassing African American, Scandinavian, German, and Persian ancestries with religious affiliations ranging from Catholicism to Judaism, Islam, and Atheism. Despite our differences we still come together during the holiday season and celebrate the bond our family holds. This ongoing family tradition has taught me how to communicate with all different types of people and also has made me realize how important it is to treat others equally and accept them. As a future lawyer, I see myself helping a unique range of clients and interest groups to achieve equal treatment under the law and to fight for acceptance of new political ideas and civil rights.
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Prompt 2Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud and how does it relate to the person you are? Being exposed to different cultures changes a person's view of the world and its inhabitants. I have had the opportunity to experience life in India; a country rich in culture and tradition, in the Philippines; a country consisting of hundreds of islands, and in the United States of America; a country that gives everyone the right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. My experiences in each of these countries have a hand in creating the person I am today. Due to the exposure of cultures in different parts of the world, I developed a mentality that accepted even the most unusual of things. The love for my Punjabi culture and religion also grew. Each country has taught me things that I have cherished till now. I began studying in the Philippines at the age of five, so I did not recall a lot of memories. A visit to the Philippines two years ago refreshed those memories. I had forgotten the Filipino culture, a culture that has blended well in our Punjabi family. I experienced my first years of education there, and have not forgotten the fundamentals my teachers taught me. In Punjab, I saw how the farmers took pride in what they do and since then I have taken pride in everything I do, whether it is a small project in ceramics or something crucial like this personal statement. I started to take an interest in my own religion, Sikhism. My increased interest in Sikhism led me to do volunteer work in the Hayward Sikh Temple. I had the opportunity of studying at Colonel Brown Cambridge School, a boarding school in Dehradun, India, with students from all over India, and I made the most out of it. I began to appreciate the diversity and clearly saw the differences in each of the cultures. Instead of holding on to my own culture, I opened my mind sorting all the information according to the differences and similarities of each culture. After spending a few years in India I came back to the West with more knowledge of the East. Living in these countries made me who I am today. It was hard for me to make friends each time I moved, but the friends I made will always have a place in my heart. I consider myself lucky-I have been exposed to many different cultures and religions from three totally different parts of the world. I can proudly call myself an Indian born in the Philippines with a United States citizenship. Thanks
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Prompt 2Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? Being exposed to different cultures changes a person's view of the world and its inhabitants. I have had the opportunity to experience life in India; a country rich in culture and tradition, in the Philippines; a country consisting of hundreds of islands, and in the United States of America; a country that gives everyone the right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. My experiences in each of these countries have a hand in creating the person I am today. Due to the exposure of cultures in different parts of the world, I developed a mentality that accepted even the most unusual of things. The love for my Punjabi culture and religion also grew. Each country has taught me things that I have cherished till now. I began studying in the Philippines at the age of five, so I did not recall a lot of memories. A visit to the Philippines two years ago refreshed those memories. I had forgotten the Filipino culture, a culture that has blended well in our Punjabi family. I experienced my first years of education there, and have not forgotten the fundamentals my teachers taught me. In Punjab, I saw how the farmers took pride in what they do and since then I have taken pride in everything I do, whether it is a small project in ceramics or something crucial like this personal statement. I started to take an interest in my own religion, Sikhism. My increased interest in Sikhism led me to do volunteer work in the Hayward Sikh Temple. I had the opportunity of studying at Colonel Brown Cambridge School, a boarding school in Dehradun, India, with students from all over India, and I made the most out of it. I began to appreciate the diversity and clearly saw the differences in each of the cultures. Instead of holding on to my own culture, I opened my mind sorting all the information according to the differences and similarities of each culture. After spending a few years in India I came back to the West with more knowledge of the East. Living in these countries made me who I am today. It was hard for me to make friends each time I moved, but the friends I made will always have a place in my heart. I consider myself lucky-I have been exposed to many cultures and religions from three totally different parts of the world. I can proudly call myself an Indian born in the Philippines with a United States citizenship. Thanks
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The perfect description for my Norwalk football team was the "One man team." Each star player held at least two positions within the team because of the small amount of players. As a first year player I did not believe I would be playing more than one position, but in the end I was trusted with three positions. They trusted me to lead the team alongside one of the regulars within the team. Through the victories and defeats, I developed strong leadership skills and strength of character within myself. I built a sense of pride with the person I was becoming, and I felt as if I could lead a nation into war. I transitioned from someone who was perceived as a follower to the person who would lead an entire team. Each responsibility put upon me only strengthened me further. Joining the Norwalk football team helped me develop a new type of personality and opened the door to a new future. I became proud of the team I led, and the person I have become.
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The perfect description for my Norwalk football team was the "One-man team." Each star player held at least two positions within the team because of the small amount of players. As a first year player I did not believe I would be playing more than one position, but in the end I was trusted with three positions. They trusted me to lead the team alongside one of the regulars within the team. Through the victories and defeats, I developed strong leadership skills and strength of character within myself. I built a sense of pride with the person I was becoming, and I felt as if I could lead a nation into war. I transitioned from someone who was perceived as a follower to the person who would lead an entire team. Each responsibility put upon me only strengthened me further. Joining the Norwalk football team helped me develop a new type of personality and opened the door to a new future. I became proud of the team I led, and the person I have become.
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Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud and how does it relate to the person you are? ------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------My high school experience has been much different from what most people have experienced. I began my freshman year in which I was not motivated to do much work and rather expected the year to be easy because I had done well in middle school. Instead, my low expectations had led me to further lack of motivation and my freshman year ended with poor grades. Having been turned down by my first year of high school, I was reluctant to do much during my sophomore year. Regardless, I chose to move up a rank in academic level and take advanced placement classes. I began to think about where my lack of motivation came from in an attempt to do better in school and as the advanced placement classes which I was taking got gradually harder, I began to notice myself gradually putting more effort into my works. Although I was not able to do very well by the end of the year, I was inspired that I had improved and decided to move up another rank in academic level for my junior year. Junior year was perhaps the biggest challenge that I have faced against in my life and the most important experience during high school. After filling my schedule with advancement classes, I knew that I would have to work nearly all day to just finish all the homework and prepare for upcoming tests. I also decided to begin my extracurricular activities such as volunteering, academic related teams, sports and start preparing for standardized tests. Having been overwhelmed by excess amount of work, the year seemed much more like an impossible puzzle piece, but much to my surprise, I enjoyed trying to solve it. During the weekdays, I'd be at school in the morning, sport team meeting after school and doing schoolwork by the night. During the weekend, it was mostly volunteering, preparing for any academic related work and a bit of social life. Although my life seemed like getting nowhere, I knew that I had put a lot of effort because in Science Olympiad, I came in 4th place for my event and 3rd in the KMC math competition. In my track & field team, the amount of distance that I jumped gradually improved throughout the season which totaled to nearly five feet. One thing which I was very proud of is that I ended the year with a satisfaction in both grades and myself. I was satisfied that I was able to solve the impossible puzzle and find where my motivations came from. Throughout my high school years, I was faced against challenges which gradually got harder and each time, I had shown an improvement. By the end of junior year, I was satisfied to say that my motivation came from difficult challenges which I faced against. My source of motivation have also shown me that I am a person who awaits challenges and is willing to take on those challenges regardless of how difficult they may be. My high school experience was different from what move people have experienced. It was more of an adventure to discover what motivates me rather than keeping a constant high grade, and I was proud of all the different experiences that I was able to go through. ------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------ I know there's quite a lot of flawsgrammatical errors in it so I just wanted to see different views on it like is the essay going in a correct directions in terms of answering prompt, maybe other errors and etc. Thanks
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Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? ------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------My high school experience has been much different from what most people have experienced. I began my freshman year in which I was not motivated to do much work and rather expected the year to be easy because I had done well in middle school. Instead, my low expectations had led me to further lack of motivation and my freshman year ended with poor grades. Having been turned down by my first year of high school, I was reluctant to do much during my sophomore year. Regardless, I chose to move up a rank in academic level and take advanced placement classes. I began to think about where my lack of motivation came from in an attempt to do better in school and as the advanced placement classes which I was taking got gradually harder, I began to notice myself gradually putting more effort into my works. Although I was not able to do very well by the end of the year, I was inspired that I had improved and decided to move up another rank in academic level for my junior year. Junior year was perhaps the biggest challenge that I have faced against in my life and the most important experience during high school. After filling my schedule with advancement classes, I knew that I would have to work nearly all day to just finish all the homework and prepare for upcoming tests. I also decided to begin my extracurricular activities such as volunteering, academic related teams, sports and start preparing for standardized tests. Having been overwhelmed by excess amount of work, the year seemed much more like an impossible puzzle piece, but much to my surprise, I enjoyed trying to solve it. During the weekdays, I'd be at school in the morning, sport team meeting after school and doing schoolwork by the night. During the weekend, it was mostly volunteering, preparing for any academic related work and a bit of social life. Although my life seemed like getting nowhere, I knew that I had put a lot of effort because in Science Olympiad, I came in 4th place for my event and 3rd in the KMC math competition. In my track camp; field team, the amount of distance that I jumped gradually improved throughout the season which totaled to nearly five feet. One thing which I was very proud of is that I ended the year with a satisfaction in both grades and myself. I was satisfied that I was able to solve the impossible puzzle and find where my motivations came from. Throughout my high school years, I was faced against challenges which gradually got harder and each time, I had shown an improvement. By the end of junior year, I was satisfied to say that my motivation came from difficult challenges which I faced against. My source of motivation have also shown me that I am a person who awaits challenges and is willing to take on those challenges regardless of how difficult they may be. My high school experience was different from what move people have experienced. It was more of an adventure to discover what motivates me rather than keeping a constant high grade, and I was proud of all the different experiences that I was able to go through. ------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------ I know there are quite a lot of flaws grammatical errors in it, so I just wanted to see different views on it like is the essay going in a correct direction in terms of answering prompt, maybe other errors etc. Thanks
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Economics represents a crucial part of the average American's life. In my opinion, it explains why and how our world revolves and how we can change it. Now more than ever, I can attest to how economics impacts my life and all persons around me. With the financial crisis of the United States in full swing, people are relying more and more on new developments on economic theories and ideas. Free trade, globalization, health care, and taxes are some of the many current and intriguing topics being debated. No time is better than now to continue my passion for business economics in a good learning environment. With the real life issues at my fingertips, I can gain more knowledge and experience than ever before. When I was a child, I grew up in a house with CNBC on the television in the morning during breakfast and "Wall Street Journal" or "The Economist" on the kitchen table. I was always fascinated by this mysterious "other world"; a world where I was eager to grasp the language spoken and the motives behind the foreign ideas. Being a prominent figure in the business world, I looked up to my father as a role model. Here as a child, I began my discovery of the business and economic world. It started gradually, as I sat down to watch CNBC in the mornings and inquisitively asked my father questions of the words or ideas that I did not understand. After my first Economics course in high school, I knew that this industry is where I belonged. Not just because I understood and agreed with the ideas, but because I was fascinated by the fact that they were all applicable to most situations in my life. In college I was privileged to have, from my personal experience, the best economics teacher in the area. He brilliantly explained the theories and ideas to me in a way that made perfect sense and triggered my curiosity. It was while I was enrolled in his Macro and Micro Economics courses that I decided Economics would be the focus of my undergraduate education. When I was 15 years old, I decided that I wanted to have my own business. I deeply desired to be a part of the professional world while doing something that interested me, so I joined Avon. Becoming an Avon representative gave me the resources necessary to start my own business as a makeup consultant and the freedom to manage my own cash flows and revenue and choose my target markets. This experience indirectly taught me so much about consumer and producer tendencies, supply and demand, and consumer choice. One of the most important economic principles that I learned during this time is that people respond to incentives. When I held parties or sold my products at a discount, I noticed that people were inclined to buy more from me. My fascination for business and economics grew as I attended Canada College and decided to apply and undertake a financial representative internship at Northwestern Mutual Financial Network. This internship significantly helped me grow and learn about the economic world, while providing me with experience in the field that I couldn't have had in any classroom environment. I took many training courses and seminars that contributed to this, including obtaining my California state license for life, health, and accident insurance. The experience did much more than provide me with knowledge to succeed. Building my own client base and helping those clients achieve financial security helped me develop excellent networking and business relationship skills that will be a key to my success in the future. These enriching experiences have served me with a strong desire to continue my education in economics. Though driven and resilient, I am still aware of the challenges, as well as the opportunities, that lie ahead of me. With a well-rounded education guiding me and further expanding my perspective in my major, I firmly believe that I can tackle anything that comes at me with my head held high. My internship and work experience have provided me with both the aptitude and qualifications to excel at the UC schools; and upon admission into your program I also hope to make a personal impact and contribute to your institution as a member of the academic community.
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Economics represents a crucial part of the average American's life. In my opinion, it explains why and how our world revolves and how we can change it. Now more than ever, I can attest to how economics impacts my life and all persons around me. With the financial crisis of the United States in full swing, people are relying more and more on new developments on economic theories and ideas. Free trade, globalization, health care, and taxes are some of the many current and intriguing topics being debated. No time is better than now to continue my passion for business economics in a good learning environment. With the real life issues at my fingertips, I can gain more knowledge and experience than ever before. When I was a child, I grew up in a house with CNBC on the television in the morning during breakfast and "Wall Street Journal" or "The Economist" on the kitchen table. I was always fascinated by this mysterious "other world"; a world where I was eager to grasp the language spoken and the motives behind the foreign ideas. Being a prominent figure in the business world, I looked up to my father as a role model. Here as a child, I began my discovery of the business and economic world. It started gradually, as I sat down to watch CNBC in the mornings and inquisitively asked my father questions of the words or ideas that I did not understand. After my first Economics course in high school, I knew that this industry is where I belonged. Not just because I understood and agreed with the ideas, but because I was fascinated by the fact that they were all applicable to most situations in my life. In college, I was privileged to have, from my personal experience, the best economics teacher in the area. He brilliantly explained the theories and ideas to me in a way that made perfect sense and triggered my curiosity. It was while I was enrolled in his Macro and Micro Economics courses that I decided Economics would be the focus of my undergraduate education. When I was 15 years old, I decided that I wanted to have my own business. I deeply desired to be a part of the professional world while doing something that interested me, so I joined Avon. Becoming an Avon representative gave me the resources necessary to start my own business as a makeup consultant and the freedom to manage my own cash flows and revenue and choose my target markets. This experience indirectly taught me so much about consumer and producer tendencies, supply and demand, and consumer choice. One of the most important economic principles that I learned during this time is that people respond to incentives. When I held parties or sold my products at a discount, I noticed that people were inclined to buy more from me. My fascination for business and economics grew as I attended Canada College and decided to apply and undertake a financial representative internship at Northwestern Mutual Financial Network. This internship significantly helped me grow and learn about the economic world, while providing me with experience in the field that I couldn't have had in any classroom environment. I took many training courses and seminars that contributed to this, including obtaining my California state license for life, health, and accident insurance. The experience did much more than provide me with knowledge to succeed. Building my own client base and helping those clients achieve financial security helped me develop excellent networking and business relationship skills that will be a key to my success in the future. These enriching experiences have served me with a strong desire to continue my education in economics. Though driven and resilient, I am still aware of the challenges, as well as the opportunities, that lie ahead of me. With a well-rounded education guiding me and further expanding my perspective in my major, I firmly believe that I can tackle anything that comes at me with my head held high. My internship and work experience have provided me with both the aptitude and qualifications to excel at the UC schools; and upon admission into your program I also hope to make a personal impact and contribute to your institution as a member of the academic community.
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Prompt #2: Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? Growing up, I remember being able to purchase almost anything I wanted, wasting money on pointless materialistic items. One day, all that changed. As I walked in the door, my father stood waiting for everyone. He sat us down and delivered the big news, he had recently been laid off. Immediately, I was struck with fear. I could not imagine what would happen if my father never found a job again. This fear scared my personality. My father's job lost compelled me to reflect on my life. I began to realized how my life was better than many other people in the same situation. I had caring parents and other family members willing to help me overcome this difficulty. I grew to appreciate my surrounding and environment. Thing I commonly ignored, I began to notice. Charities stood out, I understood people were less fortunate than I and could not begin to complain about my situation. I grew an appreciation for everything I had around me. I cherished the house I stayed in and the food I ate. This appreciation continued long after my father got another job. I gained a new perspective of my life. Since then, I felt a desire to help people who were less fortunate, not only financially, but also medically. I donated money and participated in AIDS walk. I am planning to volunteer at a homeless shelter during Thanksgiving to help others who are in situations worse than mine. I decided to participate in these events, not for financial reason, but a moral obligation, to help others who are in terrible situations escape. This moral obligation will continue to reside within me. I reflected on my previous lifestyle and became disgusted. Refusing to return to my former materialistic lifestyle, I have embraced a spiritual change to impact others. As I continue throughout life, I will always remember the moment my life changed.
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Prompt #2: Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? Growing up, I remember being able to purchase almost anything I wanted, wasting money on pointless materialistic items. One day, all that changed. As I walked in the door, my father stood waiting for everyone. He sat us down and delivered the big news, he had recently been laid off. Immediately, I was struck with fear. I could not imagine what would happen if my father never found a job again. This fear scared my personality. My father's job lost compelled me to reflect on my life. I began to realized how my life was better than many other people in the same situation. I had caring parents and other family members willing to help me overcome this difficulty. Furthermore, I grew to appreciate my surrounding and environment. Thing I commonly ignored, I began to notice. Charities stood out, I understood people were less fortunate than I and could not begin to complain about my situation. I grew an appreciation for everything I had around me. I cherished the house I stayed in and the food I ate. This appreciation continued long after my father got another job. I gained a new perspective of my life. Since then, I felt a desire to help people who were less fortunate, not only financially, but also medically. I donated money and participated in AIDS walk. I am planning to volunteer at a homeless shelter during Thanksgiving to help others who are in situations worse than mine. Furthermore, I decided to participate in these events, not for financial reason, but a moral obligation, to help others who are in terrible situations escape. This moral obligation will continue to reside within me. I reflected on my previous lifestyle and became disgusted. Refusing to return to my former materialistic lifestyle, I have embraced a spiritual change to impact others. As I continue throughout life, I will always remember the moment my life changed.
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Vacaville. Ah yes, my hometown, the epitome of suburban America. I come from a place where all the houses look the same, all yards are neatly groomed, and minivans rule the roads. For me, the town is monotonous and unexciting and I do not enjoy living here. As much as I hate to admit it, this town, my school, and those around me have greatly influenced my life. Because life in Vacaville was often mundane, I had to find something to get my adrenaline pumping. When I was a young kid, I developed an interest for baseball. Nothing was more fun to me than standing in the batters box, staring down a pitcher who possessed marginal ball control skills, and trying to get a hit. Baseball was my life through junior high and it contributed to who I am. I played in numerous leagues, traveling ball, and even all-star teams. When I started high school, I had to make the difficult decision of whether to continue with baseball or to focus on my studies. Baseball was my favorite pastime but it wasn't going to be my career. I decided to hang up the glove because academics would be more important for my future. I grew up near an Air-Force base, and I have done a fair amount of travel, so airplanes have always been a part of my world. My love for them led me to go to numerous air shows, cockpit tours, and even the occasional ride along. While I initially had dreams of being a pilot, my interests have evolved into designing, improving, and building things. These interests have led me to set my goals on becoming an engineer. While baseball was fun, I see engineering as a pursuit that is both challenging and rewarding. This new-found career goal led me to work even harder in school, especially in my math and science classes. I see school as a foundation for creating my career and my future. My parents have taught me the importance of learning what exists beyond the immediate horizon. I have been to most of the states and have even spent a month traveling in Europe. Going to so many places has helped me learn a great deal about our world and why people are the way they are. While I was in Europe, I saw many interesting places, including the Alps, numerous cities, giant cathedrals and museums, and historical landmarks such as Dachau. Every place I have visited was unique in its own way and has shown me a new perspective on the world. Traveling has given me a sense of culture and has been a very significant influence on me. I have learned that a person's interests and passions are what make them unique. Both in school and in my community, I have taken pride in doing what I love. I see college as an opportunity to develop and hone my interests while I prepare for a fulfilling and invigorating professional career. (499 words) #2 Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud and how does it relate to the person you are? ILAC- Individuality, Leadership, Acceptance, and Compassion. This acronym of positive characteristics is known as the camp counselor's code. At Camp Noel Porter, my fellow counselors and I strictly lived by this code. Camp Noel Porter is a small church-affiliated camp located in the unspoiled wilderness surrounding Lake Tahoe. For many years, I attended camp for a week each summer. I participated in fun activities, met new friends, and always had an amazing week. During the summer of 2008, I became a camp counselor. I chose to do this so I could give back to the camp and become a part of the campers' lives for a week. Before meeting my first set of campers, I went through a week of counselor training. My initial nervousness was quickly relieved by the experienced counselors who molded us rookies into positive role models for the upcoming campers. Their training built on my common sense, responsibility, leadership, and overall demeanor and shaped me into a competent and knowledgeable authority figure. I was being trained to be more than just an observer; I was being sculpted into a leader. To put it simply, the week was amazing, I was given the opportunity of leadership and it would be all in my hands to make it happen. As a counselor, my primary responsibility was to make sure my campers were safe at all times, whether on a rafting trip or in the middle of the night. I also served as a friend and mentor to them, helping the homesick feel at home, encouraging the shy ones to create bonds with their fellow campers, and alleviating the occasional pre-teen drama. I was essentially their guardian for the week and they looked up to me and trusted me as a leader. Counseling was not only rewarding for me but also fun. My campers helped rekindle my inner child, which I had abandoned when starting high school. They were like my little brothers for the summer, and I have fond memories about the fun times had in Tent Six. Being a camp counselor taught me a new sense of individuality, leadership, acceptance, and compassion. The experience also gave me an opportunity to learn about myself. It taught me that my ability to exercise good leadership can be a benefit to me as well as others. It helped me trust my decisions and made me feel like I was in charge of the outcome no matter what cards I was dealt. I believe being a camp counselor has helped me prepare for the challenges that lie ahead in my lifetime. My career goal is to be an engineer, and all of the engineers I've spoken with have emphasized that teamwork, trust, and collaboration are essential for success. As a camp counselor, I worked with a collection of teams that relied on the success of each other. Counseling has helped me realize that I am not only a good and consistent team player, but that I can also be an inspiring and trustworthy team leader when given the opportunity. (509 words)
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Vacaville. Ah yes, my hometown, the epitome of suburban America. I come from a place where all the houses look the same, all yards are neatly groomed, and minivans rule the roads. For me, the town is monotonous and unexciting, and I do not enjoy living here. As much as I hate to admit it, this town, my school, and those around me have greatly influenced my life. Because life in Vacaville was often mundane, I had to find something to get my adrenaline pumping. When I was a young kid, I developed an interest for baseball. Nothing was more fun to me than standing in the batters box, staring down a pitcher who possessed marginal ball control skills, and trying to get a hit. Baseball was my life through junior high, and it contributed to who I am. I played in numerous leagues, traveling ball, and even all-star teams. When I started high school, I had to make the difficult decision of whether to continue with baseball or to focus on my studies. Baseball was my favorite pastime, but it wasn't going to be my career. I decided to hang up the glove because academics would be more important for my future. I grew up near an Air-Force base, and I have done a fair amount of travel, so airplanes have always been a part of my world. My love for them led me to go to numerous air shows, cockpit tours, and even the occasional ride along. While I initially had dreams of being a pilot, my interests have evolved into designing, improving, and building things. These interests have led me to set my goals on becoming an engineer. While baseball was fun, I see engineering as a pursuit that is both challenging and rewarding. This new-found career goal led me to work even harder in school, especially in my math and science classes. I see school as a foundation for creating my career and my future. My parents have taught me the importance of learning what exists beyond the immediate horizon. I have been to most of the states and have even spent a month traveling in Europe. Going to so many places has helped me learn a great deal about our world and why people are the way they are. While I was in Europe, I saw many interesting places, including the Alps, numerous cities, giant cathedrals and museums, and historical landmarks such as Dachau. Every place I have visited was unique in its own way and has shown me a new perspective on the world. Traveling has given me a sense of culture and has been a very significant influence on me. I have learned that a person's interests and passions are what make them unique. Both in school and in my community, I have taken pride in doing what I love. I see college as an opportunity to develop and hone my interests while I prepare for a fulfilling and invigorating professional career. (499 words) #2 Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? LILAC- Individuality, Leadership, Acceptance, and Compassion. This acronym of positive characteristics is known as the camp counselor's code. At Camp Noel Porter, my fellow counselors and I strictly lived by this code. Camp Noel Porter is a small church-affiliated camp located in the unspoiled wilderness surrounding Lake Tahoe. For many years, I attended camp for a week each summer. I participated in fun activities, met new friends, and always had an amazing week. During the summer of 2008, I became a camp counselor. I chose to do this, so I could give back to the camp and become a part of the campers' lives for a week. Before meeting my first set of campers, I went through a week of counselor training. My initial nervousness was quickly relieved by the experienced counselors who molded us rookies into positive role models for the upcoming campers. Their training built on my common sense, responsibility, leadership, and overall demeanor and shaped me into a competent and knowledgeable authority figure. I was being trained to be more than just an observer; I was being sculpted into a leader. To put it simply, the week was amazing, I was given the opportunity of leadership, and it would be all in my hands to make it happen. As a counselor, my primary responsibility was to make sure my campers were safe at all times, whether on a rafting trip or in the middle of the night. I also served as a friend and mentor to them, helping the homesick feel at home, encouraging the shy ones to create bonds with their fellow campers, and alleviating the occasional pre-teen drama. I was essentially their guardian for the week, and they looked up to me and trusted me as a leader. Counseling was not only rewarding for me but also fun. My campers helped rekindle my inner child, which I had abandoned when starting high school. They were like my little brothers for the summer, and I have fond memories about the fun times had in Tent Six. Being a camp counselor taught me a new sense of individuality, leadership, acceptance, and compassion. The experience also gave me an opportunity to learn about myself. It taught me that my ability to exercise good leadership can be a benefit to me as well as others. It helped me trust my decisions and made me feel like I was in charge of the outcome no matter what cards I was dealt. I believe being a camp counselor has helped me prepare for the challenges that lie ahead in my lifetime. My career goal is to be an engineer, and all the engineers I've spoken with have emphasized that teamwork, trust, and collaboration are essential for success. As a camp counselor, I worked with a collection of teams that relied on the success of each other. Counseling has helped me realize that I am not only a good and consistent team player, but that I can also be an inspiring and trustworthy team leader when given the opportunity. (509 words)
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2) Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution, or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? At the age of 14, I found myself in a desolate hospital room, with a full tray of food placed in front of me. I looked at my chart with disgust; stated on Axis 1 was "Anorexia Nervosa" and Axis 2 read "Bulimia Nervosa". I glanced over at the mustard packets, which contained zero calories and looked much more appetizing than the large sandwich in front of me. I told myself that I just needed to get through all of this nonsense and soon I would be out of the hospital and back to my life, the way I chose to live it. Little did I know that I would soon be back here, staring at the same white walls and being woken up at 4:00 for the same evaluations. During this time, my grades hit rock bottom, my friends were distant memories, and most importantly, my family had begun mourning the loss of their daughter and sister. It wasn't until I was approaching my senior year of high school that the light in me flicked back on. I regained all of the courage that I had in myself up until my eating disorder, plus much more, and fought the disease for the first time. I succeeded, and the courage that I gained from this victorious overcoming has provided me with immense strength that I will continue to be proud of the rest of my life. Courage is a very desired trait, which can only be measured from the eyes of the beholder. Maybe you are born with it, and maybe you receive it through life changing experiences. In my case, it was both. Growing up, I always received praise on what a brilliant and tenacious young woman I was. Whether it was sneaking the newspaper and learning to read by the age of 3, holding snakes when no one else dared to touch them, public speaking when I held office at my grammar school, or starting my own business at a young age, I always was a determined and daring girl. In high school, suffering with an eating disorder changed this. I thought I had courage to withstand from food, but instead I had surrendered to the demons inside myself. Realizing this gave me the strength to regain my life. I then graduated from high school and started at Canada College. I needed a new challenge in my life, so I applied and was hired for an internship at Northwestern Mutual Financial Network. I was the only freshman and the youngest intern in the entire bay area. Just to show them up, I completed training and passed the life insurance exam before anyone else in my office. These are just a few of the many situations in my life where I have displayed courage. I would not be in the position that I am in today if it weren't for this aspect of my personality. Courage enables me to take advantage of the opportunities that life presents to me, as well as seek out those that are hidden. It aids me in excelling on whatever I set my mind to and fighting during hard times. Courage represents the person that I am, the person that I am proud of, and the person that I believe in to achieve all my future goals and aspirations.
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2) Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution, or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? At the age of 14, I found myself in a desolate hospital room, with a full tray of food placed in front of me. I looked at my chart with disgust; stated on Axis 1 was "Anorexia Nervosa" and Axis 2 read "Bulimia Nervosa". I glanced over at the mustard packets, which contained zero calories and looked much more appetizing than the large sandwich in front of me. Furthermore, I told myself that I just needed to get through all of this nonsense, and soon I would be out of the hospital and back to my life, the way I chose to live it. Little did I know that I would soon be back here, staring at the same white walls and being woken up at 4:00 for the same evaluations. During this time, my grades hit rock bottom, my friends were distant memories, and most importantly, my family had begun mourning the loss of their daughter and sister. It wasn't until I was approaching my senior year of high school that the light in me flicked back on. I regained all the courage that I had in myself up until my eating disorder, plus much more, and fought the disease for the first time. I succeeded, and the courage that I gained from this victorious overcoming has provided me with immense strength that I will continue to be proud of the rest of my life. Courage is a very desired trait, which can only be measured from the eyes of the beholder. Maybe you are born with it, and maybe you receive it through life-changing experiences. In my case, it was both. Growing up, I always received praise on what a brilliant and tenacious young woman I was. Whether it was sneaking the newspaper and learning to read by the age of 3, holding snakes when no one else dared to touch them, public speaking when I held office at my grammar school, or starting my own business at a young age, I was always a determined and daring girl. In high school, suffering with an eating disorder changed this. I thought I had courage to withstand from food, but instead I had surrendered to the demons inside myself. Realizing this gave me the strength to regain my life. I then graduated from high school and started at Canada College. I needed a new challenge in my life, so I applied and was hired for an internship at Northwestern Mutual Financial Network. Furthermore, I was the only freshman and the youngest intern in the entire Bay Area. Just to show them up, I completed training and passed the life insurance exam before anyone else in my office. These are just a few of the many situations in my life where I have displayed courage. I would not be in the position that I am in today if it weren't for this aspect of my personality. Courage enables me to take advantage of the opportunities that life presents to me, as well as seek out those that are hidden. It aids me in excelling on whatever I set my mind to and fighting during hard times. Courage represents the person that I am, the person that I am proud of, and the person that I believe in to achieve all my future goals and aspirations.
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Like millions of people during childhood, I dreamed of becoming a singer when I was in middle school. My dreams, however, swiftly crashed into reality the day I had gotten a sore throat and my voice was certainly changed to the voice of a different person. I was shocked and devastated about where my life would go from there. At a time when I felt the world had ended, little did I realize that another one was just beginning. Being changed from the voice never altered my aspirations in singing, but it forced me to find and pursue an alternative outside of vocalist. I was struggling with my English examinations, but I had found out that I was exceedingly interested in English instead of singing. This is because of my endeavored to get my grade passed. My teacher named Mr. Li had been really diligent in educating my English. Initially, I felt displeased about expending time in some tedious extra lessons, but during these, my passion for English had been enhanced after each single make up extra lesson that he added for me. Also, these are some valuable instructions because Mr. Li had sacrificed his personal time after school for me, and his kindness and enthusiasm about improving my bad grade. Although the difficult homework and feature-length fiction gave me a headache, I eventually sought a profession about which I could be as passionate as I was about singing. Driven by my heart, being a teacher possessed a high respectability in Hong Kong, where I was born and grew up; therefore, I was fascinated and firmed by this occupation. Since English is my second language, I had undergone disappointment and failure in English before experiencing success. As a sophomore at my high school and my English had become better, I was fortunate to have the opportunity to help my teacher and to assist in her undergraduate students' English homework. This was liked a remedial courses for them and for myself. Interacting with those students has ignited my enthusiasm about becoming an English teacher, especially with helping students who were not speaking English as their first language. This was because I known the difficulties and perplexities in learning English, also the disadvantages of English as a second language students. Therefore, I knew the manners of assisting them in comprehending English. Furthermore, I was a volunteer in Chase Lake Community School last April to June. In my first experience with children between age six to eight, teachers taught and allowed me to work with them, hence I had developed my teaching skills and learned how to get along well with children and teenagers. In fact, working with them provided an educational atmosphere that again took me beyond the typical world of textbooks. Presently, I am a president of De Anza International Student Association Club. My work focuses on connecting students from different countries; however, English might be a problem among some of my club members. As my other experiences, I am willing to assist them in various problems, especially solving questions in English. For instance, I assist them with learning new vocabularies, improving essay structure and editing grammar. These circumstances have provided me actual applications of classroom knowledge. Instead of just learning, I am doing. I have set English as my mother tongue after suffering and helping people around an English environment, my desire goes far beyond that of an average person; and I have no doubt about changing my goal perpetually. Also, as a result of my involvement with practicing in English, I have learned to manage and balance a busy schedule, while maintaining success in the classroom. What all students and teachers gave to me prior was a gift beyond measure. As I have set my heart on pursuing a career as an English teacher, I hope to be able to contribute the same gift to my future students, to teach them all knowledge I have about English. I am willing to make the necessary sacrifices in order to achieve my goals. My dream to become a singer still lurks deep inside and would be a tremendous opportunity if offered, but currently a different aspiration takes precedence over that childhood fantasy. The prospect of becoming an English teacher has opened my eyes and heart to a new goal.
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Like millions of people during childhood, I dreamed of becoming a singer when I was in middle school. My dreams, however, swiftly crashed into reality the day I had gotten a sore throat and my voice was certainly changed to the voice of a different person. I was shocked and devastated about where my life would go from there. At a time when I felt the world had ended, little did I realize that another one was just beginning. Being changed from the voice never altered my aspirations in singing, but it forced me to find and pursue an alternative outside of vocalist. I was struggling with my English examinations, but I had found out that I was exceedingly interested in English instead of singing. This is because of my endeavored to get my grade passed. My teacher named Mr. Li had been really diligent in educating my English. Initially, I felt displeased about expending time in some tedious extra lessons, but during these, my passion for English had been enhanced after each single make up extra lesson that he added for me. Also, these are some valuable instructions because Mr. Li had sacrificed his personal time after school for me, and his kindness and enthusiasm about improving my bad grade. Although the difficult homework and feature-length fiction gave me a headache, I eventually sought a profession about which I could be as passionate as I was about singing. Driven by my heart, being a teacher possessed a high respectability in Hong Kong, where I was born and grew up; therefore, I was fascinated and firmed by this occupation. Since English is my second language, I had undergone disappointment and failure in English before experiencing success. As a sophomore at my high school and my English had become better, I was fortunate to have the opportunity to help my teacher and to assist in her undergraduate students' English homework. This was liked a remedial course for them and for myself. Interacting with those students has ignited my enthusiasm about becoming an English teacher, especially with helping students who were not speaking English as their first language. This was because I have known the difficulties and perplexities in learning English, also the disadvantages of English as a second language students. Therefore, I knew the manners of assisting them in comprehending English. Furthermore, I was a volunteer in Chase Lake Community School last April to June. In my first experience with children between age six to eight, teachers taught and allowed me to work with them, hence I had developed my teaching skills and learned how to get along well with children and teenagers. In fact, working with them provided an educational atmosphere that again took me beyond the typical world of textbooks. Presently, I am a president of De Anza International Student Association Club. My work focuses on connecting students from different countries; however, English might be a problem among some of my club members. As my other experiences, I am willing to assist them in various problems, especially solving questions in English. For instance, I assist them with learning new vocabularies, improving essay structure and editing grammar. These circumstances have provided me actual applications of classroom knowledge. Instead of just learning, I am doing. I have set English as my mother tongue after suffering and helping people around an English environment, my desire goes far beyond that of an average person; and I have no doubt about changing my goal perpetually. Also, as a result of my involvement with practicing in English, I have learned to manage and balance a busy schedule, while maintaining success in the classroom. What all students and teachers gave to me prior was a gift beyond measure. As I have set my heart on pursuing a career as an English teacher, I hope to be able to contribute the same gift to my future students, to teach them all knowledge I have about English. I am willing to make the necessary sacrifices in order to achieve my goals. My dream to become a singer still lurks deep inside and would be a tremendous opportunity if offered, but currently a different aspiration takes precedence over that childhood fantasy. The prospect of becoming an English teacher has opened my eyes and heart to a new goal.
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For some reason, whenever i sit down and try to write it, I never get anything done.. I feel like in the back of my mind I know what I want to write.. but I just don't know how to structure the essay!!
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For some reason, whenever I sit down and try to write it, I never get anything done. I feel like in the back of my mind I know what I want to write. But I just don't know how to structure the essay!!
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I am a curious person. I am dedicated and have a thirst for knowledge. Now curiosity at times has a negative connotation -- after all, it did kill the cat didn't it? But it is what killed the cat that made me stronger. So how does curiosity make me the person that I am? It pushes me to want to know the unknown, to want to do the inexperienced, and to always want more. With that being said I think my trip to Europe is the perfect example of where my inquisitive nature takes me. From a young age I have always dreamed that one day I will travel the world by myself. As a daughter of conservative parents who live in a judgmental society I was aware that this would be a challenge. But I did not despair, because I knew that my persistent nature will find a way --and so it did. To my joy, when I hit 18 my dream transformed into a trip to France. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I decided to live in France for a couple of months. After all, where better to learn my third language than its origins? I chose to study French in a city named Biarritz located in the south. I did so because I knew that little spoke English there and so I would have to adapt quickly in order to live. I also enjoyed its close proximity to Spain because I knew that I would take advantage of it. At first living in France was extremely difficult, the language barrier made everyday tasks near impossible. But it was not too long before it became my second home. On the weekdays, I would study by day and explore Biarritz and neighboring towns by night. On the weekends I would take the bus or train and go on little adventures to unknown territories. Some of my adventures lead me to Paris, where I met the Monalisa in the Louvre, and climbed the stairs of the Eiffel tour. To Eze where I learnt how some of my favorite perfumes, such as Coco Chanel, is made-- and even made my very own. Other adventures lead me to Pamplona, Spain where I ran with the bulls and finally discovered the secret behind their hot chocolate. And the Pyrenees, where I tried white water rafting and jumped off a 40 feet cliff into the river. Curiosity, it makes me who I am, and who I aspire to be; an inquisitive, adventurous, and social soul. I am always up for a challenge. I am appreciative of what I have, yet will take advantage of every opportunity given to me. Curiosity makes me who I am; because while I may not have 9 lives, I intend to live the one I have to the fullest.
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I am a curious person. I am dedicated and have a thirst for knowledge. Now curiosity at times has a negative connotation -- after all, it did kill the cat, didn't it? But it is what killed the cat that made me stronger. So how does curiosity make me the person that I am? It pushes me to want to know the unknown, to want to do the inexperienced, and to always want more. With that being said I think my trip to Europe is the perfect example of where my inquisitive nature takes me. From a young age I have always dreamed that one day I will travel the world by myself. As a daughter of conservative parents who live in a judgmental society I was aware that this would be a challenge. But I did not despair, because I knew that my persistent nature will find a way --and so it did. To my joy, when I hit 18 my dream transformed into a trip to France. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I decided to live in France for a couple of months. After all, where better to learn my third language than its origins? I chose to study French in a city named Biarritz located in the south. I did so because I knew that little spoke English there, and so I would have to adapt quickly in order to live. Furthermore, I also enjoyed its proximity to Spain because I knew that I would take advantage of it. At first living in France was extremely difficult, the language barrier made everyday tasks near impossible. But it was not too long before it became my second home. On the weekdays, I would study by day and explore Biarritz and neighboring towns by night. On the weekends I would take the bus or train and go on little adventures to unknown territories. Some of my adventures lead me to Paris, where I met the Mona Lisa in the Louvre, and climbed the stairs of the Eiffel tour. To EZE where I learned how some of my favorite perfumes, such as Coco Chanel, is made-- and even made my very own. Other adventures lead me to Pamplona, Spain where I ran with the bulls and finally discovered the secret behind their hot chocolate. And the Pyrenees, where I tried white water rafting and jumped off a 40 feet cliff into the river. Curiosity, it makes me who I am, and who I aspire to be; an inquisitive, adventurous, and social soul. I am always up for a challenge. I am appreciative of what I have, yet will take advantage of every opportunity given to me. Curiosity makes me who I am; because while I may not have 9 lives, I intend to live the one I have to the fullest.
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I looked out of the van windows at the passing countryside. Now and again a field would pass by where workers were toiling. My team, consisting of multiple Californian churches, was in Mexico to provide medical aid and spread the love of Jesus. In minutes, we would have arrived at the site. Hours later, the day's work was drawing to an end. The hot afternoon sun beat down on me as I stooped to pick up a bicycle. Looking around I could see that doctors were finishing up with their last patients and children were running off home, leaving behind their rainbow-colored crayon etchings. I looked for the little boys I had played soccer with earlier, but they were nowhere to be seen. Many helpers were sitting down and chatting. I love riding bikes, so I patted away the dust on the bike seat and got on. It was small-there were no brakes-a child's bike. I began to pedal and realigned my balance since I was on a dusty slope. I sped up, feeling the air grow less hot as I wheeled around the church building, looking at the sights and sounds of this rural community. In the distance a plain stretched out for miles with little windowless houses and slanted fences dotting the sandy landscape. I started down a different slope but quickly remembered I had no brakes, so I carefully braked with my shoes. Ahead of me was an outhouse and there was some dark liquid oozing out of it. I rode over this before I realized it was sewage. Nearby, a girl was carrying her baby brother home. She looked like she was eight years old ... It then struck me that this was it for these people. This was where they lived every single day. Tonight I was going to be back in camp with a working shower, a sink, and a comfortable bed. What was life like for these children and their parents? And that girl; she already had the responsibilities of a mother-at the age of 8. Many of the children did not come with their parents. They were out working, likely in the fields which our vans passed on the way to the site. This was the final day of ministry and it was the third year I had gone on short-term missions to Mexico, but I never had truly understood. Now something clicked into place, and for a brief moment as I rode on that rusty, dusty little bike, I saw what it was like to live there. I am home now. I just came in from jogging at 1:30 in the morning in the chilly, foggy streets of Walnut Creek. It had been silent and empty except for the lone car now and again. The traffic lights at every corner had created brilliant glows in the presence of the fog, and even though my glasses were not on, I could see those distant twinkles overhead. Here, the streets are paved. My experience in Mexico further shaped my understanding of the realities of this world, and has left me with a lasting appreciation for all things simple and good. Though "proud" may not be the right word for my opinion of it, this trait is essential to my character has transformed the way I view life.
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I looked out of the van windows at the passing countryside. Now and again a field would pass by where workers were toiling. My team, consisting of multiple Californian churches, was in Mexico to provide medical aid and spread the love of Jesus. In minutes, we would have arrived at the site. Hours later, the day's work was drawing to an end. The hot afternoon sun beat down on me as I stooped to pick up a bicycle. Looking around I could see that doctors were finishing up with their last patients and children were running off home, leaving behind their rainbow-colored crayon etchings. I looked for the little boys I had played soccer with earlier, but they were nowhere to be seen. Many helpers were sitting down and chatting. I love riding bikes, so I patted away the dust on the bike seat and got on. It was small-there were no brakes-a child's bike. I began to pedal and realigned my balance since I was on a dusty slope. I sped up, feeling the air grow less hot as I wheeled around the church building, looking at the sights and sounds of this rural community. In the distance a plain stretched out for miles with little windowless houses and slanted fences dotting the sandy landscape. I started down a different slope but quickly remembered I had no brakes, so I carefully braked with my shoes. Ahead of me was an outhouse and there was some dark liquid oozing out of it. I rode over this before I realized it was sewage. Nearby, a girl was carrying her baby brother home. She looked like she was eight years old ... It then struck me that this was it for these people. This was where they lived every single day. Tonight I was going to be back in camp with a working shower, a sink, and a comfortable bed. What was life like for these children and their parents? And that girl; she already had the responsibilities of a mother-at the age of 8. Many of the children did not come with their parents. They were out working, likely in the fields which our vans passed on the way to the site. This was the final day of ministry, and it was the third year I had gone on short-term missions to Mexico, but I never had truly understood. Now something clicked into place, and for a brief moment as I rode on that rusty, dusty little bike, I saw what it was like to live there. I am home now. I just came in from jogging at 1:30 in the morning in the chilly, foggy streets of Walnut Creek. It had been silent and empty except for the lone car now and again. The traffic lights at every corner had created brilliant glows in the presence of the fog, and even though my glasses were not on, I could see those distant twinkles overhead. Here, the streets are paved. My experience in Mexico further shaped my understanding of the realities of this world, and has left me with a lasting appreciation for all things simple and good. Though "proud" may not be the right word for my opinion of it, this trait is essential to my character has transformed the way I view life.
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"Goodbye, Torrance." I waved as the blue and orange taxi drove out of the parking lot, taking my friend away. Shirish was from Nepal and had stayed in Scotland a little over a year with his father and sister. They were my neighbors and Shirish was my best friend. We talked about anything and everything together, made fun of each other, made fun of others, played soccer, climbed trees, and swam at the local pool. He was someone I could trust with anything, gave valuable advice, and was never afraid to tell me what I did not want to hear. Patrick stood beside me-I was surprised there were no tears. He was too. Shirish had been his best friend also and together, the three of us were inseparable. I lived in Scotland for nine years, but the night before his departure was the most brilliant. It was freezing dark, the moon was out, and it had begun to snow in earnest. My brothers were the first outside, calling out to the neighbors, "It's snowing! It's snowing!" Soon all of the university children appeared in the middle where the green hill was, now blanketed in white. A snowball fight erupted and two clans formed immediately, battling it out under the starry, snow-filled night. My worries and sorrow with Shirish's leaving had all but evaporated; everything was good again! We were all there together having a blast and the morning could wait. But it came, and he went. The taxi had carried off another of my best friends, continuing a painful trend in this university town. When parents received their degrees they packed up and left. Most families stayed for two or three years, but mine had been there for nine. As a result, I saw friend after friend disappear. I look back on these lasting memories and realize that things and places are not permanent, but more importantly that people are not permanent. The world I live in is dynamic and I cannot control it. I still miss Shirish, Patrick, and many others, but I have learned that time with people is precious. They have taught me the values of companionship and community. These friends of mine from all corners of the globe have shaped me so much, with their presence as well as their absence. I am still unsure as to what career path I will choose. Whatever road I take, I want it to involve interaction with people. I hope to impact others as profoundly as my friends have me.
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"Goodbye, Torrance." I waved as the blue and orange taxi drove out of the parking lot, taking my friend away. Irish was from Nepal and had stayed in Scotland a little over a year with his father and sister. They were my neighbors and Irish was my best friend. We talked about anything and everything together, made fun of each other, made fun of others, played soccer, climbed trees, and swam at the local pool. He was someone I could trust with anything, gave valuable advice, and was never afraid to tell me what I did not want to hear. Patrick stood beside me-I was surprised there were no tears. He was too. Irish had been his best friend also and together, the three of us were inseparable. I lived in Scotland for nine years, but the night before his departure was the most brilliant. It was freezing dark, the moon was out, and it had begun to snow in earnest. My brothers were the first outside, calling out to the neighbors, "It's snowing! It's snowing!" Soon all the university children appeared in the middle where the green hill was, now blanketed in white. A snowball fight erupted, and two clans formed immediately, battling it out under the starry, snow-filled night. My worries and sorrow with Irish's leaving had all but evaporated; everything was good again! We were all there together having a blast and the morning could wait. But it came, and he went. The taxi had carried off another of my best friends, continuing a painful trend in this university town. When parents received their degrees they packed up and left. Most families stayed for two or three years, but mine had been there for nine. As a result, I saw friend after friend disappear. I look back on these lasting memories and realize that things and places are not permanent, but more importantly that people are not permanent. The world I live in is dynamic, and I cannot control it. I still miss Irish, Patrick, and many others, but I have learned that time with people is precious. They have taught me the values of companionship and community. These friends of mine from all corners of the globe have shaped me so much, with their presence as well as their absence. I am still unsure as to what career path I will choose. Whatever road I take, I want it to involve interaction with people. I hope to impact others as profoundly as my friends have me.
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Five...four...three...two...one...Welcome to college-life!I was thrilled and nervous as I walked to my Chemistry discussion, my very first university class. There were ten of us in total in that class; it is a small class to tell you the truth. Erik Olstad, our teacher, came in late and he did the attendance later on. Next, he asked what we had done over the summer and after asked what our majors were. Biology, Engineering, Cognitive-Science, Psychology, Physics, Management, and History were mentioned before me. As the question came to me, I hesitated to say Human Biology; instead I said "undeclared." I had claimed it as my major because I haven't found the key to open the box where my major really lies. That day ended so quickly that I didn't realize that my classes were over. I am a brand-less product - that's what I was thinking as I lay down on my bed. I am classified as Human Biology but not labeled since I haven't obtained it yet. Still, I am seeking which company fits me the most. I came to university to obtain an identification that I can carry till death. I need a university that offers a wide selection of courses such as Music and Arts, Journalism and Communication, Microbiology, and Hydrology because these majors are the ones that give color in this sphere. I play the piano for its excellent harmony, I photograph to capture images that my mind can't perceive, I blog to keep memories that my brain can't retain, I socialize to interact with people around the world, and I wanted to do research on bacteria. I am a brand-less product surrounded by famous brand-names such as Engineering and Psychology. I am brand-less because I want to major in Human Biology and minor in Music but how can I obtain both if the institute I'm in doesn't offer the other? A normal product carries only one brand-name but I don't want to be an item that has the same name as the others, I want to attain two brand-names so I can live in our sphere without any regrets. College is the place where I can understand what my mind is capable of doing, however, It takes time to decide, seconds to talk, hours to solve, days to accomplish, and years to be labeled but I am positive that this university can help me to achieve my goals in matter of years. I am brand-less and longing for a university where I can achieve this ambition from obtaining two majors. I am classified but I need to be labeled to live in this world. Three objects that indicate my personality, a Cortland apple, a pearl, a pair of glasses. Of course I don't intend to show that I am an apple shape, a rotten apple lying on the ground, an expensive gem or a pair of sunglasses fashionably hung on a woman's chest. Instead, these three things symbolize my potentials and capacities: who I am as a person and what my ability to perceive things in the world is. First of all, I am a Cortland apple. It reveals enough about me. I love apples such as Mcintosh apple, Fuji apple, Empire apple, Ida Red apple, Northern Spy apple, and Cortland apple. Among them, Cortland apples stand the most for they can only be harvested in the beginning of September. Its paper white flesh meat, juicy, crisp, tart, good drying are the basic characteristics of the fruit. In the same way my loyalty, honesty, obedience, friendly, openness, and kindness are the basic characteristics I obtain as a person. Cortland apple can be eaten as it is, turn it into pie, or make a sauce out of it makes it an all-purpose apple. This all-purpose apple truly has a huge potential that even its sweetness cannot be matched to other apples. Similarly, my versatility of playing with little kids, discussing chemistry and math with my acquaintances, capturing images of random views or sketching graphical designs through Adobe Photoshop cannot be compared to any other. Moreover to that, its redness symbolizes passion, similarly to my passion for being a physician and photographer. Apple is only a gist of my character, so I add the pearl as another image of myself. Pearl is very white that nobody can see what is on the other side. It's content and potential is hidden in the sphere. It is truly pure and hard to determine what's inside but with a thorough examination will result to understanding the pearl's essence. In the same way, my personality and soul lie within my body. Hence, I should be aware to my knowledge and spirit to achieve all I am capable of accomplishing. If I stay as brave, humble and polite, anything will be possible to obtain. Self-confidence or believing in myself when going through hardships with a new stair to step or following my heart and dream of one day becoming a doctor. The pearl is reminding me to know and believe to what I am capable of doing. Even though an apple and a pearl indicate majority of who I am, there is still an object missing to complete my character which is my pair of eyeglasses. I have been wearing glasses since I stepped my foot in school. Yet, I do consider this as a blessing from God. Having poor eye sight made me wear eyeglasses. Eyeglasses vary in sizes, styles, and lens thickness; but, it doesn't clearly represent one's physical talents or skills. Specs truly reveal the change of vision and life. When I got my prescription glasses, I saw a whole new side. The ambiguous, vague world that I have been seeing changed and it opened a door for me to see another perspective. Even though I have a vision ailment, I will never let my image of the world to be deformed. Every time I feel that my views are becoming fuzzy, I take my glasses and wear it. Eyeglasses are the road of my perspective and all where I have yet to overcome my fear. Three things that truly represent myself, a Cortland apple, a pearl, a pair of eyeglasses. To explore the world who constantly strive to be true to herself and a person who travels to see the beauty of the Earth. A Cortland apple, a pearl, a pair of glasses; these materials carry me back to my status quo and inspired to achieve my dreams in this world. I am just wondering how bad my essay is. I want to ask people if my essay answers the questions, both prompt 1 and 2. I greatly appreciated any feedback.
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Five...four...three...two...one... Welcome to college-life! I was thrilled and nervous as I walked to my Chemistry discussion, my very first university class. There were ten of us in total in that class; it is a small class to tell you the truth. Erik Ousted, our teacher, came in late, and he did the attendance later on. Next, he asked what we had done over the summer and after asked what our majors were. Biology, Engineering, Cognitive-Science, Psychology, Physics, Management, and History were mentioned before me. As the question came to me, I hesitated to say Human Biology; instead I said "undeclared." I had claimed it as my major because I haven't found the key to open the box where my major really lies. That day ended so quickly that I didn't realize that my classes were over. I am a brand-less product - that's what I was thinking as I lay down on my bed. I am classified as Human Biology but not labeled since I haven't obtained it yet. Still, I am seeking which company fits me the most. I came to university to obtain an identification that I can carry till death. I need a university that offers a wide selection of courses such as Music and Arts, Journalism and Communication, Microbiology, and Hydrology because these majors are the ones that give color in this sphere. Furthermore, I play the piano for its excellent harmony, I photograph to capture images that my mind can't perceive, I blog to keep memories that my brain can't retain, I socialize to interact with people around the world, and I wanted to do research on bacteria. Furthermore, I am a brand-less product surrounded by famous brand-names such as Engineering and Psychology. Furthermore, I am brand-less because I want to major in Human Biology and minor in Music, but how can I obtain both if the institute I'm in doesn't offer the other? A normal product carries only one brand-name, but I don't want to be an item that has the same name as the others, I want to attain two brand-names, so I can live in our sphere without any regrets. College is the place where I can understand what my mind is capable of doing, however, It takes time to decide, seconds to talk, hours to solve, days to accomplish, and years to be labeled, but I am positive that this university can help me to achieve my goals in matter of years. I am brand-less and longing for a university where I can achieve this ambition from obtaining two majors. I am classified, but I need to be labeled to live in this world. Three objects that indicate my personality, a Cortland apple, a pearl, a pair of glasses. Of course, I don't intend to show that I am an apple shape, a rotten apple lying on the ground, an expensive gem or a pair of sunglasses fashionably hung on a woman's chest. Instead, these three things symbolize my potentials and capacities: who I am as a person and what my ability to perceive things in the world is. First, I am a Cortland apple. It reveals enough about me. I love apples such as McIntosh apple, Fuji apple, Empire apple, Ida Red apple, Northern Spy apple, and Cortland apple. Among them, Cortland apples stand the most for they can only be harvested in the beginning of September. Its paper white flesh meat, juicy, crisp, tart, good drying are the basic characteristics of the fruit. In the same way my loyalty, honesty, obedience, friendly, openness, and kindness are the basic characteristics I obtain as a person. Cortland's apple can be eaten as it is, turn it into pie, or make a sauce out of it makes it an all-purpose apple. This all-purpose apple truly has a huge potential that even its sweetness cannot be matched to other apples. Similarly, my versatility of playing with little kids, discussing chemistry and math with my acquaintances, capturing images of random views or sketching graphical designs through Adobe Photoshop cannot be compared to any other. Moreover, to that, its redness symbolizes passion, similarly to my passion for being a physician and photographer. Apple is only a gist of my character, so I add the pearl as another image of myself. Pearl is very white that nobody can see what is on the other side. It's content and potential is hidden in the sphere. It is truly pure and hard to determine what's inside but with a thorough examination will result to understanding the pearl's essence. In the same way, my personality and soul lie within my body. Hence, I should be aware to my knowledge and spirit to achieve all I am capable of accomplishing. If I stay as brave, humble and polite, anything will be possible to obtain. Self-confidence or believing in myself when going through hardships with a new stair to step or following my heart and dream of one day becoming a doctor. The pearl is reminding me to know and believe in what I am capable of doing. Even though an apple and a pearl indicate majority of who I am, there is still an object missing completing my character which is my pair of eyeglasses. I have been wearing glasses since I stepped my foot in school. Yet, I do consider this as a blessing from God. Having poor eyesight made me wear eyeglasses. Eyeglasses vary in sizes, styles, and lens thickness; but, it doesn't clearly represent one's physical talents or skills. Specs truly reveal the change of vision and life. When I got my prescription glasses, I saw a whole new side. The ambiguous, vague world that I have been seeing changed, and it opened a door for me to see another perspective. Even though I have a vision ailment, I will never let my image of the world to be deformed. Every time I feel that my views are becoming fuzzy, I take my glasses and wear it. Eyeglasses are the road of my perspective and all where I have yet to overcome my fear. Three things that truly represent myself, a Cortland apple, a pearl, a pair of eyeglasses. To explore the world who constantly strive to be true to herself and a person who travels to see the beauty of the Earth. A Cortland apple, a pearl, a pair of glasses; these materials carry me back to my status quo and inspired to achieve my dreams in this world. I am just wondering how bad my essay is. I want to ask people if my essay answers the questions, both prompt 1 and 2. Furthermore, I greatly appreciated any feedback.
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My comments in italics. What is your intended major? Discuss how your interest in the subject developed and describe any experience you have had in the field - such as volunteer work, internships and employment, participation in student organizations and activities - and what you have gained from your involvement. My first move to prepare myself for my major was to realize that I had sold myself short when I chose my first college out of high school From the moment I stepped on campus, I realized that this was not the academically stimulating environment that I had hoped for, and after two months, I left the school for community college to better prepare myself for a UC. (I know this whole intro is worded awkwardly. Help here would be great)I intend to double major in anthropology and sociology, and I know full well that double majoring requires great devotion for both majors. Thankfully, I have always had a great interest in my majors, and I decided that my time at a community college would be best spent enriching my knowledge in other subjects, expanding the breadth of my knowledge so that I will have more subjects to interrelate to my studies once I narrow them down. I also looked forward to saving learning the depth of my majors for more immersive, university level courses, even if that means taking lower-division classes upon transferring. Though my interest in Sociology is purely from a business standpoint (I realize I said earlier that my interest in both majors has been very strong, but sociology has really always interested my from a business standpoint. Although, since I have so much trouble articulating it, I'm wondering if I should even mention my intent to double major at all, and if I do, should I approach Sociology as a passion or an interest?) - I have enjoyed working in offices, specifically doing HR work, and I believe it would be both interesting and helpful to have an in-depth understanding about how people function both individually and within our society - my interest in anthropology has been cultivated since I was young. As a child, I would always find a spot on the couch when the History Channel was exploring the culture of an ancient civilization, not realizing that my parents had turned on the History Channel because they thought it would act as a child repellant. My sixth grade history teacher furthered my interest, setting up interactive scenarios where we would write cuneiform on a clay tablet, or create our own Greek family and paint an urn describing a significant event in their culture. I grew to crave more knowledge about ancient cultures and customs, which grew into teaching myself about anthropology, whether it was watching programs such as "Ape to Man" on the History Channel, now somewhat of a staple in my own household, or paging through anthropology textbooks in my college library during free time between classes. When able, I have tried to tie the courses that complete IGETC requirements into my major: I chose an art history class with a professor that focused not only on the art, but occasionally devoted class sessions to the socio-cultural anthropology of what we were studying, and I withdrew from an English: Critical Thinking course with a syllabus focused on philosophy in order to take on that focused on sociology. When I first began my college education, I assumed that I would only major in things that I thought would look nice on my future resume, but now that I have chosen to go with my passion, I can't wait where it will lead me. Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? I have been playing softball since I was old enough to hold a bat. I played softball for a recreational league for twelve years, because at the time, the casual-competitive level of play was more appealing to me than a travelling team's level of play. Once I played my final game, I realized that it would be very difficult for me to quit softball altogether, so when it was mentioned that my youngest sister needed an assistant coach for her recreational team, I stepped in without hesitation. Teaching young girls not only the essentials of playing, but how lay the foundation for them to move into upper-levels, and possibly even make their high school teams, something I never attempted because I didn't think it was realistic, is incredibly rewarding to me, and the experience encouraged me to become the head coach every year since then. I also took the opportunity to play softball for my school this year, my first time playing at a competitive level. I am very excited to go back to coaching this spring, and translate all the skills I have learned in the past four months into things that young girls can understand and use to make them more skilled players. The most gratifying thing about coaching in an instructional league is the ability to make the good girls better, and to give the beginners the confidence and skill to feel like they've been playing for years. I hope to continue coaching for many years after college My journey from high school to soon-to-be incoming junior has been an interesting and unanticipated one. I had always assumed I would be the student who goes away and completes college in the typical four years - although in high school I secretly hoped to finish even more quickly - but that dream changed quickly after the rug was pulled out from under both myself and my family following my parents' divorce. Looking back, I wouldn't want it any other way. Changing direction in the way that I did gave me the chance to gain valuable work and life experience, to play competitive fastpitch softball again, and most importantly, the wonderful opportunity to meet and marry my husband. I also cherish the fact that I was able to help my mother get back on her feet following her divorce, and was able to provide a positive role model and solid family unit for my two younger sisters, helping them become well-adjusted young women. I hope that you are able to look past my admittedly numerous withdrawals from classes, and be able to see the dedicated student the I strive to be, especially in times where it would have been easier to drop out of school altogether. I have dropped classes due to an intensive work schedule and due to the inability to buy books, but never because I was too lazy to complete the class, and never because I was doing poorly. I hope that your university will also be able to see the member of the workforce I will become, making your institution proud to be the university on my resume. Most of all, I hope you can grant me the opportunity to become the first person in my family to complete college where I hoped my journey would begin nearly four years ago. To anyone who takes a look at this, thanks in advance! I really appreciate all the help I can get.
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My comments in italics. What is your intended major? Discuss how your interest in the subject developed and describe any experience you have had in the field - such as volunteer work, internships and employment, participation in student organizations and activities - and what you have gained from your involvement. My first move to prepare myself for my major was to realize that I had sold myself short when I chose my first college out of high school From the moment I stepped on campus, I realized that this was not the academically stimulating environment that I had hoped for, and after two months, I left the school for community college to better prepare myself for a UC. (I know this whole intro is worded awkwardly. Help here would be great)I intend to double major in anthropology and sociology, and I know full well that double majoring requires great devotion for both majors. Thankfully, I have always had a great interest in my majors, and I decided that my time at a community college would be best spent enriching my knowledge in other subjects, expanding the breadth of my knowledge so that I will have more subjects to interrelate to my studies once I narrow them down. I also looked forward to saving learning the depth of my majors for more immersive, university level courses, even if that means taking lower-division classes upon transferring. Though my interest in Sociology is purely from a business standpoint (I realize I said earlier that my interest in both majors has been very strong, but sociology has really always interested my from a business standpoint. Although, since I have so much trouble articulating it, I'm wondering if I should even mention my intent to double major at all, and if I do, should I approach Sociology as a passion or an interest?) - I have enjoyed working in offices, specifically doing HR work, and I believe it would be both interesting and helpful to have an in-depth understanding about how people function both individually and within our society - my interest in anthropology has been cultivated since I was young. As a child, I would always find a spot on the couch when the History Channel was exploring the culture of an ancient civilization, not realizing that my parents had turned on the History Channel because they thought it would act as a child repellant. My sixth grade history teacher furthered my interest, setting up interactive scenarios where we would write cuneiform on a clay tablet, or create our own Greek family and paint an urn describing a significant event in their culture. I grew to crave more knowledge about ancient cultures and customs, which grew into teaching myself about anthropology, whether it was watching programs such as "Ape to Man" on the History Channel, now somewhat of a staple in my own household, or paging through anthropology textbooks in my college library during free time between classes. When able, I have tried to tie the courses that complete IGE TC requirements into my major: I chose an art history class with a professor that focused not only on the art, but occasionally devoted class sessions to the sociocultural anthropology of what we were studying, and I withdrew from an English: Critical Thinking course with a syllabus focused on philosophy in order to take on that focused on sociology. When I first began my college education, I assumed that I would only major in things that I thought would look nice on my future resume, but now that I have chosen to go with my passion, I can't wait where it will lead me. Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? I have been playing softball since I was old enough to hold a bat. I played softball for a recreational league for twelve years, because at the time, the casual-competitive level of play was more appealing to me than a travelling team's level of play. Once I played my final game, I realized that it would be very difficult for me to quit softball altogether, so when it was mentioned that my youngest sister needed an assistant coach for her recreational team, I stepped in without hesitation. Teaching young girls not only the essentials of playing, but how lay the foundation for them to move into upper-levels, and possibly even make their high school teams, something I never attempted because I didn't think it was realistic, is incredibly rewarding to me, and the experience encouraged me to become the head coach every year since then. I also took the opportunity to play softball for my school this year, my first time playing at a competitive level. I am very excited to go back to coaching this spring, and translate all the skills I have learned in the past four months into things that young girls can understand and used to make them more skilled players. The most gratifying thing about coaching in an instructional league is the ability to make the good girls better, and to give the beginners the confidence and skill to feel like they've been playing for years. I hope to continue coaching for many years after college My journey from high school to soon-to-be incoming junior has been an interesting and unanticipated one. I had always assumed I would be the student who goes away and completes college in the typical four years - although in high school I secretly hoped to finish even more quickly - but that dream changed quickly after the rug was pulled out from under both myself and my family following my parents' divorce. Looking back, I wouldn't want it any other way. Changing direction in the way that I did give me the chance to gain valuable work and life experience, to play competitive fast pitch softball again, and most importantly, the wonderful opportunity to meet and marry my husband. I also cherish the fact that I was able to help my mother get back on her feet following her divorce, and was able to provide a positive role model and solid family unit for my two younger sisters, helping them become well-adjusted young women. I hope that you are able to look past my admittedly numerous withdrawals from classes, and be able to see the dedicated student the strive to be, especially in times when it would have been easier to drop out of school altogether. Furthermore, I have dropped classes due to an intensive work schedule and due to the inability to buy books, but never because I was too lazy to complete the class, and never because I was doing poorly. Furthermore, I hope that your university will also be able to see the member of the workforce I will become, making your institution proud to be the university on my resume. Most of all, I hope you can grant me the opportunity to become the first person in my family to complete college where I hoped my journey would begin nearly four years ago. To anyone who takes a look at this, thanks in advance! I really appreciate all the help I can get.
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At Wellesley College, the rigor of courses and constructive competitions are present; however, students are engrossed and are passionate about what they are learning. I have been looking for a fostering environment and a personal experience in college, something more than meeting new people and studying harder. As women are expected to excel at Wellesley, I wish to face the challenge and meet the high standards with numerous opportunities. I believe I can achieve my dream of becoming a chemical engineer or pharmaceutical researcher and shine through the society of women, learning to be confident and respect others. I plan to concentrate in sciences, and I discovered that Wellesley College has one of the best science programs in the nation. Programs such as National Science Foundation for a Research Experience for Undergraduates and the ability to take classes at Massachusetts Institute of Technology and Olin College of Engineering were particularly appealing. Moreover, I have discovered that Wellesley sends more students to graduate schools than any other colleges do while being affordable. Therefore, I think Wellesley College can fulfill my penchant for the sciences and present me with a wonderful college environment and intimate relationships. As Helen Keller was able to flourish because of the help of Ms. Sullivan and as Hillary Clinton was able to become a prominent leader through Wellesley College, I will be able to accomplish my dream with the relationship between Wellesley College and me. Could you check for grammarusage errors?and help me to fix the awkward phrases.Do you think I am fully answering the question? Thank you so much!
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At Wellesley College, the rigor of courses and constructive competitions are present; however, students are engrossed and are passionate about what they are learning. I have been looking for a fostering environment and a personal experience in college, something more than meeting new people and studying harder. As women are expected to excel at Wellesley, I wish to face the challenge and meet the high standards with numerous opportunities. I believe I can achieve my dream of becoming a chemical engineer or pharmaceutical researcher and shine through the society of women, learning to be confident and respect others. I plan to concentrate in sciences, and I discovered that Wellesley College has one of the best science programs in the nation. Programs such as National Science Foundation for a Research Experience for Undergraduates and the ability to take classes at Massachusetts Institute of Technology and Olin College of Engineering were particularly appealing. Moreover, I have discovered that Wellesley sends more students to graduate schools than any other colleges do while being affordable. Therefore, I think Wellesley College can fulfill my penchant for the sciences and present me with a wonderful college environment and intimate relationships. As Helen Keller was able to flourish because of the help of Ms. Sullivan and as Hillary Clinton was able to become a prominent leader through Wellesley College, I will be able to accomplish my dream with the relationship between Wellesley College and me. Could you check for grammar usage errors?and help me to fix the awkward phrases. Do you think I am fully answering the question? Thank you so much!
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**is it ok to include the specific websites such as US News?? 2) Why did you choose to apply to Smith College? (Limit response to 100 word)Smith College, with its strong academics and numerous research opportunities, attracted me even before my senior year. I have been looking for a fostering environment and a personal experience in college, something more than meeting new people and studying harder. I am also interested in the sciences, and I discovered that Smith College has one of the best science and engineering programs in the nation. Programs such as Praxis, and the Five College Consortium were particularly appealing. Therefore, I thought Smith College can fulfill my penchant for the sciences and present me with a wonderful college environment and intimate relationships. Please check for any grammar errors Thank you!
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**is it ok to include the specific websites such as US News?? 2) Why did you choose to apply to Smith College? (Limit response to 100 word)Smith College, with its strong academics and numerous research opportunities, attracted me even before my senior year. I have been looking for a fostering environment and a personal experience in college, something more than meeting new people and studying harder. I am also interested in the sciences, and I discovered that Smith College has one of the best science and engineering programs in the nation. Programs such as Praxis, and the Five College Consortium were particularly appealing. Therefore, I thought Smith College can fulfill my penchant for the sciences and present me with a wonderful college environment and intimate relationships. Please check for any grammar errors, Thank you!
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Culture is life. Culture forms people into individuals. Culture is embraced, but also at times scorned. At one point of my young life, I felt ashamed of my Filipino culture. I felt alone, a sort of black sheep. This happened from a complete juxtaposition of moving from my Filipino-based hometown of Panorama City to the Caucasian dominated town of Santa Clarita at the immature age of eight. Panorama City, through my eyes, is a Filipino Mecca. This city formed my introductory thoughts of the world I had been born into: centered on family, God, and happiness. Lively family gatherings were common, as we all lived blocks apart. Extended family was abundant as well. I knew everyone who worked at the Filipino seafood market, and they knew me. The teachings of God and the Tagalog language were engrained into my developing mind since I attended a predominately Filipino private school. I was spoiled, but I wasn't the only one since most Filipino children are the pride and joy of their parents. My parents came to the United States with three hundred dollars in hand. Their objective: to grant me opportunity. I was the lone reason (my sister later included) my parents fought to achieve the American Dream. And through the struggles, I was blessed with a wonderful childhood in Panorama City thanks to the close-knit Filipino environment, my collective Filipino friends, the warmth of my Filipino family, and my feeling of gratification as a poised Filipino living in a Filipino habitat. It was my Utopia. After a deadly incident directly in front of our house, we relocated to the Santa Clarita Valley. My parents always had my sister and I in mind, hence the quick decision of transferring to a city with less crime. I was shell shocked, knowing I would be abandoning friends, family, and life, as I knew it. Subsequently, I would also be discontinuing my development within my Filipino culture. The Santa Clarita Valley appeared to me as a single cultured valley, with the white American culture commanding a majority. The nucleus was the town center mall, and it's cell membrane - platoons of indistinguishable houses. Importance of friends had replaced the importance of family. Within my circle of friends, a distinct margin was atheist. For the first time, I was embarrassed and discomforted of my culture because I shared it with nobody. I was a minority. College of the Canyons was the scholastic summation for the youth. Their expectation was the plastic family life. At first, I acknowledged and adapted, but the mediocrity of this dull city had me desiring change. I was inevitably "white-washed". Luckily, I grew in appreciation for my culture as I felt a need to characterize myself from this city of clones. As I matured, my well-being was solidified through uniqueness as an individual and not the feeling of commonality I once shared with the habitants of Panorama City. I am blessed to possess something that is foreign to a majority of people and communal with a minority of people. Though this journey of embracing the Filipino culture, assimilating to the white American culture, and reaffirming my passion for my original culture frolicked with my mind, I have matured for the best. God has a plan for us all, and this happens to be his blueprint to mine. That's the Filipino in me talking.
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Culture is life. Culture forms people into individuals. Culture is embraced, but also at times scorned. At one point of my young life, I felt ashamed of my Filipino culture. I felt alone, a sort of black sheep. This happened from a complete juxtaposition of moving from my Filipino-based hometown of Panorama City to the Caucasian dominated town of Santa Clarita at the immature age of eight. Panorama City, through my eyes, is a Filipino Mecca. This city formed my introductory thoughts of the world I had been born into: centered on family, God, and happiness. Lively family gatherings were common, as we all lived blocks apart. Extended family was abundant as well. I knew everyone who worked at the Filipino seafood market, and they knew me. The teachings of God and the Tagalog language were engrained into my developing mind since I attended a predominately Filipino private school. I was spoiled, but I wasn't the only one since most Filipino children are the pride and joy of their parents. My parents came to the United States with three hundred dollars in hand. Their objective: to grant me opportunity. I was the lone reason (my sister later included) my parents fought to achieve the American Dream. And through the struggles, I was blessed with a wonderful childhood in Panorama City thanks to the close-knit Filipino environment, my collective Filipino friends, the warmth of my Filipino family, and my feeling of gratification as a poised Filipino living in a Filipino habitat. It was my Utopia. After a deadly incident directly in front of our house, we relocated to the Santa Clarita Valley. My parents always had my sister and I in mind, hence the quick decision of transferring to a city with less crime. I was shell shocked, knowing I would be abandoning friends, family, and life, as I knew it. Subsequently, I would also be discontinuing my development within my Filipino culture. The Santa Clarita Valley appeared to me as a single cultured valley, with the white American culture commanding a majority. The nucleus was the town center mall, and it's cell membrane - platoons of indistinguishable houses. Importance of friends had replaced the importance of family. Within my circle of friends, a distinct margin was atheist. For the first time, I was embarrassed and discomforted of my culture because I shared it with nobody. I was a minority. College of the Canyons was the scholastic summation for the youth. Their expectation was the plastic family life. At first, I acknowledged and adapted, but the mediocrity of this dull city had me desiring change. I was inevitably "whitewashed". Luckily, I grew in appreciation for my culture as I felt a need to characterize myself from this city of clones. As I matured, my well-being was solidified through uniqueness as an individual and not the feeling of commonality I once shared with the habitants of Panorama City. I am blessed to possess something that is foreign to a majority of people and communal with a minority of people. Though this journey of embracing the Filipino culture, assimilating to the white American culture, and reaffirming my passion for my original culture frolicked with my mind, I have matured for the best. God has a plan for us all, and this happens to be his blueprint to mine. That's the Filipino in me talking.
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Also, I have 156 words now, but it needs to be less than 150 words. How should I cut it down? My entire lifetime I had been a student but never a teacher, until I became the Bible study teacher at my church. Every Sunday my job is to lead students to share experiences based on the day's topic and apprise them of the scripture and the message embedded in the Bible. At times, teaching the Bible to sixth and seventh graders is challenging, because of their incessant talking, and the mere aspect of me, a student, teaching other students. Once, I met a restless student who never complied. However, I prayed for him and continued to help him participate in class. One day, I asked him to pray for the youth group. Surprisingly, he gave a meaningful prayer to the class. From this event, I learned that earnestly teaching can change someone. This valuable experience taught me the importance of sincerity as a good role model, as well as the fulfilling reward of being a teacher. Thank you
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Also, I have 156 words now, but it needs to be less than 150 words. How should I cut it down? My entire lifetime I had been a student but never a teacher, until I became the Bible study teacher at my church. Every Sunday my job is to lead students to share experiences based on the day's topic and apprise them of the scripture and the message embedded in the Bible. At times, teaching the Bible to sixth and seventh graders is challenging, because of their incessant talking, and the mere aspect of me, a student, teaching other students. Once, I met a restless student who never complied. However, I prayed for him and continued to help him participate in class. One day, I asked him to pray for the youth group. Surprisingly, he gave a meaningful prayer to the class. From this event, I learned that earnestly teaching can change someone. This valuable experience taught me the importance of sincerity as a good role model, as well as the fulfilling reward of being a teacher. Thank you
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Prompt 1: . Describe the world you come from - for example, your family, community or school - and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations. I signed up for Key Club at the beginning of my sophomore year. I always said that I wanted to do charity work so I figured that Key Club would help me find some. At first I didn't know anyone in the club so I sat alone in meetings and was reluctant to sign up for any charity work. Thinking that I wasn't getting anywhere by acting this way I summoned up the courage to sign up for my first event, Kids in a Box. Kids in a Box was an event where a bunch of people raise money for a local family shelter and on one night sleep outside in a box. I was prepared to be by myself for the whole entire night but that didn't happen. When I got there and started making friends. We whispered and giggled the entire night. It was fun and it made me feel and my thoughts about Key Club changed from pessimistic to optimistic. After that I became more involved. It seemed to me that I could make friends easily in a club whose goals were the same as mine: to help others in the community. I signed up for other activities such as book sales to raise money for a library in Ethiopia, a protest against a war in Uganda, ringing bells outside of stores (Salvation Army), reading books to children, and so much more. I have spent my sophomore, junior and now my senior year doing such activities that help my community and some parts of the world. Thanks to the advisor of Key Club and the leaders who were always informative and very friendly they helped me really get involved and I became an active member. In fact, they know me very well now. They always check me off immediately on the list for meetings because they always know I'll be there or if I am not going to be there I give them a head notice the day before. I recall this one time when there was a committee for an organization called Ethiopia Reads that raises money to build libraries for people in Ethiopia. At the key club meeting the leaders announced that anyone who signed up for it must come after school on that Friday to help make boxes for certain places at school for kids to drop books in. So I signed up for it and so did twenty other people. On Friday after school I came to the classroom where we were suppose to meet and I was the only member on that list to show up to help the four leaders and the advisor. They praised me for showing up and called me a reliable member, which of course made me feel good about myself. I loved the fact that they could rely on me to help. It feels good to be needed. Each charity I did was enjoyable and rewarding which I have Key Club to thank for that. Without them I wouldn't probably done any charity work and I can't picture my high school life without them. Key Club changed my perspective on life on how not to just think of yourself and to help others around you. I plan not to stop my community service in college and to join clubs similar to Key Club so I can continue helping my community and hopefully the world. Prompt two: Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud and how does it relate to the person you are? I love History. It is who I am, it is what I live for, and for the past two and a half years I have known that when I go to college I would study something dealing with history, which I have one experience to thank for helping me decide that decision for me. Before the summer of 2006 I had no clue on what I wanted to do in my life. I liked graphic design and I also wanted to be a doctor. But during the summer of 2006 I attended summer school where I participated in the four week World History course. Before that class I knew a little of history and I didn't care that much for it, but as the class progressed I soon grew to love history. For the four weeks I had two teachers - one of them had a family emergency. Both I respected very much because they were very committed to their job. Everyday there was a test and every night there was a packet for homework. Even though I groaned at first with the rest of the class I soon had grown to love it. I learned a lot by doing it instead of what other world history classes where doing by watching movies. I became fond of learning about the various revolutions, wars and certain historical figures. My favorite historical periods were the Renaissance Era because I like to hear the many tales of the Tudor family, and World War II Era because I felt a connection to it since my grandfather lived in Poland at that time. Sadly, World History came to a conclusion but a new me emerged. Instead of reading my normal child fiction books I started reading historical and historical fiction books. I found myself looking up terms from different centuries and writing my own stories about certain decades. History also got me interested in politics because I felt that we are the futures past I watched the news stations like FOX, CNN, and BBC so I could get all opinions and not just one side. I started reading online and the newspapers. I particularly became involved in politics when I worked at the election polls for two elections. That summer changed me for the better. I felt like I was resurrected. I figured out what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. I wanted and still do want to get a major in history. I know most incoming students aren't sure on what they want to study yet but I feel confident that I will do well in this subject because I'm very passionate about it. I want to learn and teach the mistakes and the villains from the past so we don't have repeats of the same incidents. If History has taught me anything it is that a person must be knowledgeable of the past to determine his or her own future.
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Prompt 1:. Describe the world you come from - for example, your family, community or school - and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations. I signed up for Key Club at the beginning of my sophomore year. I always said that I wanted to do charity work, so I figured that Key Club would help me find some. At first, I didn't know anyone in the club, so I sat alone in meetings and was reluctant to sign up for any charity work. Thinking that I wasn't getting anywhere by acting this way I summoned up the courage to sign up for my first event, Kids in a Box. Kids in a Box was an event where a bunch of people raise money for a local family shelter and on one night sleep outside in a box. I was prepared to be by myself for the whole entire night, but that didn't happen. When I got there and started making friends. We whispered and giggled the entire night. It was fun, and it made me feel and my thoughts about Key Club changed from pessimistic to optimistic. After that I became more involved. It seemed to me that I could make friends easily in a club whose goals were the same as mine: to help others in the community. I signed up for other activities such as book sales to raise money for a library in Ethiopia, a protest against a war in Uganda, ringing bells outside of stores (Salvation Army), reading books to children, and so much more. I have spent my sophomore, junior and now my senior year doing such activities that help my community and some parts of the world. Thanks to the advisor of Key Club and the leaders who were always informative and very friendly they helped me really get involved, and I became an active member. In fact, they know me very well now. They always check me off immediately on the list for meetings because they always know I'll be there or if I am not going to be there I give them a head notice the day before. I recall this one time when there was a committee for an organization called Ethiopia Reads that raises money to build libraries for people in Ethiopia. At the key club meeting the leaders announced that anyone who signed up for it must come after school on that Friday to help make boxes for certain places at school for kids to drop books in. So I signed up for it and so did twenty other people. On Friday after school I came to the classroom where we were supposed to meet, and I was the only member on that list to show up to help the four leaders and the advisor. They praised me for showing up and called me a reliable member, which of course made me feel good about myself. I loved the fact that they could rely on me to help. It feels good to be needed. Each charity I did was enjoyable and rewarding which I have Key Club to thank for that. Without them, I wouldn't probably do any charity work and I can't picture my high school life without them. Key Club changed my perspective on life on how not to just think of yourself and to help others around you. I plan not to stop my community service in college and to join clubs similar to Key Club, so I can continue helping my community and hopefully the world. Prompt two: Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? I love History. It is who I am, it is what I live for, and for the past two and a half years I have known that when I go to college I would study something dealing with history, which I have one experience to thank for helping me decide that decision for me. Before the summer of 2006 I had no clue on what I wanted to do in my life. I liked graphic design and I also wanted to be a doctor. But during the summer of 2006 I attended summer school where I participated in the four-week World History course. Before that class I knew a little of history and I didn't care that much for it, but as the class progressed I soon grew to love history. For the four weeks I had two teachers - one of them had a family emergency. Both I respected very much because they were very committed to their job. Every day there was a test and every night there was a packet for homework. Even though I groaned at first with the rest of the class I soon had grown to love it. I learned a lot by doing it instead of what other world history classes were doing by watching movies. I became fond of learning about the various revolutions, wars and certain historical figures. My favorite historical periods were the Renaissance Era because I like to hear the many tales of the Tudor family, and World War II Era because I felt a connection to it since my grandfather lived in Poland at that time. Sadly, World History came to a conclusion but a new me emerged. Instead of reading my normal child fiction books I started reading historical and historical fiction books. I found myself looking up terms from different centuries and writing my own stories about certain decades. History also got me interested in politics because I felt that we are the futures past I watched the news stations like FOX, CNN, and BBC, so I could get all opinions and not just one side. I started reading online and the newspapers. I particularly became involved in politics when I worked at the election polls for two elections. That summer changed me for the better. I felt like I was resurrected. I figured out what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. Furthermore, I wanted and still do want to get a major in history. Furthermore, I know most incoming students aren't sure on what they want to study yet, but I feel confident that I will do well in this subject because I'm very passionate about it. Furthermore, I want to learn and teach the mistakes and the villains from the past, so we don't have repeats of the same incidents. If History has taught me anything it is that a person must be knowledgeable of the past to determine his or her own future.
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After another landing and a short glide towards the boarding bridge, I sat still in the aircraft cabin, turning my head left to look at my father who nodded in assurance that everything was okay, and left to glance at my mother who comforted me, saying that we would be going to our new home soon. I spent much of my childhood this way - listening to the incessant roaring drones of airplane, and travelling between various continents and cities following my father's new job at the Atlas Copco Group. My childhood was spent in mixed cultures, even my name, which means "to live" in Swedish and "in knowledge" in Chinese, reflects that diversity. My experience of living and schooling in different countries allowed me to view events from different angles. As I became acquainted with English, Chinese and German, I could put myself in multiple perspectives. When I initiated and headed a group of students in a community service project to create a patient management system for the Singapore Heart Foundation in grade eleven, I was able to interact effectively with patients and staffs from varied backgrounds. I also served as the coordinator in my group that participated in the Thinkquest International 2007. Although we came from different countries, we forged strong teamwork and clinched the Honorable Mention award. I am confident that in future I would be able to coordinate projects across borders to form synergy on a global scale. I am fortunate to attend one of Singapore's top schools that not only emphasize on academic excellence, but also on heuristic learning. I was given the opportunity to lead a student research group and to collaborate with the Agency for Science, Technology and Research (A*STAR) Institute of High Performance Computing due to my interest in software engineering and algorithms. We succeeded in our project. Yet more importantly, I learned to work together with people and finding systematic solutions to problems. From that project, I aspired to be more involved in research and development, and to add to the knowledge in computing. I am certain that I would be able to make a seamless transition to life in university, and that the diverse culture in the University of California, Berkeley would maximize my potential as a leader of the twenty-first century.
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After another landing and a short glide towards the boarding bridge, I sat still in the aircraft cabin, turning my head left to look at my father who nodded in assurance that everything was okay, and left to glance at my mother who comforted me, saying that we would be going to our new home soon. I spent much of my childhood this way - listening to the incessant roaring drones of airplane, and travelling between various continents and cities following my father's new job at the Atlas Coco Group. My childhood was spent in mixed cultures, even my name, which means "to live" in Swedish and "in knowledge" in Chinese, reflects that diversity. My experience of living and schooling in different countries allowed me to view events from different angles. As I became acquainted with English, Chinese and German, I could put myself in multiple perspectives. When I initiated and headed a group of students in a community service project to create a patient management system for the Singapore Heart Foundation in grade eleven, I was able to interact effectively with patients and staffs from varied backgrounds. I also served as the coordinator in my group that participated in the Think quest International 2007. Although we came from different countries, we forged strong teamwork and clinched the Honorable Mention award. I am confident that in future I would be able to coordinate projects across borders to form synergy on a global scale. I am fortunate to attend one of Singapore's top schools that not only emphasize on academic excellence, but also on heuristic learning. Furthermore, I was given the opportunity to lead a student research group and to collaborate with the Agency for Science, Technology and Research (A*STAR) Institute of High Performance Computing due to my interest in software engineering and algorithms. We succeeded in our project. Yet more importantly, I learned to work together with people and finding systematic solutions to problems. From that project, I aspired to be more involved in research and development, and to add to the knowledge in computing. I am certain that I would be able to make a seamless transition to life in university, and that the diverse culture in the University of California, Berkeley would maximize my potential as a leader of the twenty-first century.
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Persistence leads to my excellent performance in various aspects. Magic cube is one of my favorite pastime but I was not able to play it well. I even participated in a magic cube .competition. I failed in the preliminary test but I did not give up. I bought Secret of Magic Cube and taught myself diverse effective skills. I kept practicing whenever I am. I become fascinated in this game and my skills improved greatly. After several weeks' efforts, I am a master of magic cube. From this experience, I draw several lessons. Firstly, confidence and interest can lead to enthusiasm and success. Secondly, it takes great courage to move the first step forward. Facing uncertainty, apprehension is evitable but as long as you enter into the domain, you will open a new world. Last but not least, calm and fertile brain is of great importance. In short, as long as I persist regardless of difficulties or challenges, I will achieve the final success.
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Persistence leads to my excellent performance in various aspects. Magic cube is one of my favorite pastime, but I was not able to play it well. I even participated in a magic cube.competition. I failed in the preliminary test, but I did not give up. Furthermore, I bought Secret of Magic Cube and taught myself diverse effective skills. Furthermore, I kept practicing whenever I am. Furthermore, I become fascinated in this game and my skills improved greatly. After several weeks' efforts, I am a master of magic cube. From this experience, I draw several lessons. Firstly, confidence and interest can lead to enthusiasm and success. Secondly, it takes great courage to move the first step forward. Facing uncertainty, apprehension is evitable but as long as you enter into the domain, you will open a new world. Last but not least, calm and fertile brain is of great importance. In short, as long as I persist regardless of difficulties or challenges, I will achieve the final success.
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I was elected as the Public Relations Officer. To me, it is the best office in the student council. I love advertising and marketing and being Public Relations Officer lets me do what I love to do. The most challenging thing I learn is that as the Public Relations Officer you have to get the information across, not violating any school rules but to also make it 'hip, and cool' for the students to actually interact and understand it. This is the most challenging part but also the most fun. - - - - - -- - - - - - -The Peking Opera is not an activity most people are familiar with. It involves heavy clothing and traditional chinese makeup. We uses wooden swords and long sticks as our 'instrument' to perform. I love Peking Opera not because of the traditional chinese makeup but because I get to experience something very different. Not a lot of people get to do Peking Opera but I am thankful that I am blessed with the oppturnity to participate, to learn and to compete which my team got 4th in the district. Peking Opera not only taught me the Chinese culture but also a very valuable lesson in life. Through the performances, my teacher once said that 'even though the fastest, smartest student may master these techniques quickly so they can get it over with, it is the one with the most passionate and determination that will master these techniques for life. I don't mean Peking Opera techniques but the little tiny techniques that people who just want to get it over with can not see. Sometimes all of you have to just slow down and look around you, because a lot of people miss what's right in front of them to excel something they think is more important in the future.' This lesson that my Peking Opera's teacher taught me is a very valuable lesson that cannot be learnt by watching T.V or by memorizing history facts. This lesson is taught when two people of the same passionate get together and talk.
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I was elected as the Public Relations Officer. To me, it is the best office in the student council. I love advertising and marketing and being Public Relations Officer lets me do what I love to do. The most challenging thing I learn is that as the Public Relations Officer you have to get the information across, not violating any school rules but to also make it 'hip, and cool' for the students to actually interact and understand it. This is the most challenging part but also the most fun. - - - - - -- - - - - - -The Peking Opera is not an activity most people are familiar with. It involves heavy clothing and traditional Chinese makeup. We use wooden swords and long sticks as our 'instrument' to perform. I love Peking Opera not because of the traditional Chinese makeup but because I get to experience something very different. Not a lot of people get to do Peking Opera, but I am thankful that I am blessed with the opportunity to participate, to learn and to compete which my team got 4th in the district. Peking Opera not only taught me the Chinese culture but also a very valuable lesson in life. Through the performances, my teacher once said that 'even though the fastest, smartest student may master these techniques quickly, so they can get it over with, it is the one with the most passionate and determination that will master these techniques for life. I don't mean Peking Opera techniques but the little tiny techniques that people who just want to get it over with can not see. Sometimes all of you have to just slow down and look around you, because a lot of people miss what's right in front of them to excel something they think is more important in the future.' This lesson that my Peking Opera's teacher taught me is a very valuable lesson that cannot be learned by watching T. V or by memorizing history facts. This lesson is taught when two people of the same passionate get together and talk.
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Thank you Prompt#2Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud and how it relate to the person you are I am just like other teenagers who want do anything without parents' permission. Knowing getting straight's A is not enough to gain their trust, I decided to work at my restaurant as the position that my mom had offered me since the Christmas break last year. Working as cashier was not as difficult as I thought it would be, my two main duties were correcting the money, and closing account for total sale at the end of each day. Because my shift is 6:00 PM to 10:00 PM, Tuesday to Saturday, I had less free time. Instead of studying and working on my homework, I spent those times to watching TV, and surfing the internet, I thought that there should be no problem getting straight A's again since I understood most of lesson I had learned on each day. On six grading period report card, I found that my GPA went down to 3.40. The fact that my GPA went down 0.60 was totally shocked me even it was not yet my final GPA. First thought came to mind is to quit my job. But I later realized that if I quitted this job I am just like a loser, quitting before I even tried my best. Therefore I decided not to quit the job, and instead of wasting my time doing unnecessary things like surfing the internet, watching TV, I used those times for studying for the test, going over new stuff I have learned each day, clarifying myself the part that I do not get, and doing my homework. For example, at lunch time, instead of charting with my friends as usual, I would pull out either my homework to finish it or my notes to review. Also, as soon as I get home, I would relax myself for about half an hour then start working on the rest of the homework before I go to work at 6:00 PM. The result of my effort was shown on my 12 grading period report card, I got 3.60 GPA. Knowing no one could change overnight, I was so proud of my GPA. A week after spring break, my mom asked me if I want to stop working for preparing for May SAT I, June SAT II (which was taken on the next day of my final exam) and the final exam, unlike, other people that I know who have a job, I did not stop working. So, I reorganized some of my life schedule. From the girl who never woke up before 7 o'clock in the morning, I started to wake up 5 in the morning to study for the SAT every school day. After my report card arrived, I was disappointed that I could not keep my straight A's even I tried my best. But I was glad that at least I changed myself. I became more responsible person, and my management skills actually improved.
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Thank you Prompt#2Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud and how it relates to the person you are I am just like other teenagers who want to do anything without parents' permission. Knowing getting straight's A is not enough to gain their trust, I decided to work at my restaurant as the position that my mom had offered me since the Christmas break last year. Working as cashier was not as difficult as I thought it would be, my two main duties were correcting the money, and closing account for total sale at the end of each day. Because my shift is 6:00 PM to 10:00 PM, Tuesday to Saturday, I had less free time. Instead of studying and working on my homework, I spent those times to watching TV, and surfing the internet, I thought that there should be no problem getting straight A's again since I understood most lesson I had learned on each day. On six grading period report cards, I found that my GPA went down to 3.40. The fact that my GPA went down 0.60 was totally shocked me even it was not yet my final GPA. First thought came to mind is to quit my job. But I later realized that if I quitted this job I am just like a loser, quitting before I even tried my best. Therefore, I decided not to quit the job, and instead of wasting my time doing unnecessary things like surfing the internet, watching TV, I used those times for studying for the test, going over new stuff I have learned each day, clarifying myself the part that I do not get, and doing my homework. For example, at lunchtime, instead of charting with my friends as usual, I would pull out either my homework to finish it or my notes to review. Also, as soon as I get home, I would relax myself for about half an hour then start working on the rest of the homework before I go to work at 6:00 PM. The result of my effort was shown on my 12 grading period report card, I got 3.60 GPA. Knowing no one could change overnight, I was so proud of my GPA. A week after spring break, my mom asked me if I want to stop working for preparing for May SAT I, June SAT II (which was taken on the next day of my final exam) and the final exam, unlike, other people that I know who have a job, I did not stop working. So, I reorganized some of my life schedule. From the girl who never woke up before 7 o'clock in the morning, I started to wake up 5 in the morning to study for the SAT every school day. After my report card arrived, I was disappointed that I could not keep my straight A's even I tried my best. But I was glad that at least I changed myself. I became more responsible person, and my management skills actually improved.
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From a young age, venturesome businesses of lemonade stands, babysitter clubs and reselling my used books have infatuated me with the principles of business. I first learned of these influential business-related topics while being Vice President of Future Business Leaders of America (FBLA) club. This business club has built the foundation to form partnerships with the local business community, offering students a cosmopolitan perspective of our capitalistic society. These were the inspiring words said by a girl to me whose low-income mother had been diagnosed through a free mammogram test during my organized medical camp. Born to two professional immigrant parents in the middle class, I have been given worldwide exposure to many cultures through traveling and have greatly utilized my opportunities to strive for a varied education. While growing up, I have always been motivated to take on the most challenging school courses such as the IB (International Baccalaureate) program, Varsity tennis, and captain of the Mock Trial team to expand my observations and interpretations of the diverse point of views of those around me. Thus using my knowledge, experience and confidence gained from my activities, I have enhanced my goals of understanding the professions of business and medicine. The principles of business are how new ideas are marketed, different vistas understood, and enterprises that are built from rock bottom to the top. As an active leader in propelling my high school FBLA forward, I have created partnerships promoting marketing advertisements and efficient workshops to allow FBLA ideas to be marketed in the local community. Through my experiences in FBLA I have understood how our society is commanded by a simple idea of supply and demand, and the techniques necessary to effectively execute my business skills, such as communication and networking, to get my ideas comprehended by our metropolitan society. For example, I have recently created a partnership with the local Toyota dealership by drawing and executing a proposal benefiting both the dealership with more foot traffic, and educating first time high school car buyers the important things to analyze before buying a car. This experience was mind-blowing as I was able to interact with my peers and high officials of a multi-billion dollar transportation corporation. Through my business knowledge and interest in educational professions, I have been propelled to pursue medicine, where I can utilize my business skills to effectively assist and educate others in their personal hardships. My religion, Jainism, elaborates on one word - "Ahimsa." Ahimsa is the idea of how non-violence should be used to promote compassion towards all living creatures. This understanding of helping others, has motivated me to participate in Red Cross blood drives, volunteer at settlement houses, and the local hospital. I have become extremely active in the youth council at my temple and have helped organize and sponsor numerous region-wide free medical camps for low-income families. By using my business networking social skills, I have helped to personally educate individuals by increasing their knowledge on their health by discussing the proper diets, necessary exercises, and overall understandning that their health is a key factor for a better livliehood. Incidencts such as the girl whose mothers cancer was reversible due to early treatment, is a constant encouragement that one day I will be able to change numerous peoples' lives for the better through my broad educational background. My ultimate goal in life is to attain a diverse education in the fields of medicine, and business. I hope to constantly learn new ideas, innovations and perspectives on my path of becoming a doctor. But more than anything, I want to educate a world that is constantly struggling to ensure future generations can look back at the past, and be proud of their forefathers. I have first-handedly experienced how the skills that I have learned from using business, and my religion has impacted my motivation to help others and provide education for better health in our society. Thus, I hope to intertwine both medicine and business by becoming CEO of a large non-profit health organization chartered to help people from all walks of life through compassion. Thus, in order to make my goals of becoming an active leader in the medical field a reality, my future starts at a prestigious university.
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From a young age, venturesome businesses of lemonade stands, babysitter clubs and reselling my used books have infatuated me with the principles of business. I first learned of these influential business-related topics while being Vice President of Future Business Leaders of America (FBLA) club. This business club has built the foundation to form partnerships with the local business community, offering students a cosmopolitan perspective of our capitalistic society. These were the inspiring words said by a girl to me whose low-income mother had been diagnosed through a free mammogram test during my organized medical camp. Born to two professional immigrant parents in the middle class, I have been given worldwide exposure to many cultures through traveling and have greatly utilized my opportunities to strive for a varied education. While growing up, I have always been motivated to take on the most challenging school courses such as the IB (International Baccalaureate) program, Varsity tennis, and captain of the Mock Trial team to expand my observations and interpretations of the diverse point of views of those around me. Thus using my knowledge, experience and confidence gained from my activities, I have enhanced my goals of understanding the professions of business and medicine. The principles of business are how new ideas are marketed, different vistas understood, and enterprises that are built from rock bottom to the top. As an active leader in propelling my high school FBLA forward, I have created partnerships promoting marketing advertisements and efficient workshops to allow FBLA ideas to be marketed in the local community. Through my experiences in FBLA I have understood how our society is commanded by a simple idea of supply and demand, and the techniques necessary to effectively execute my business skills, such as communication and networking, to get my ideas comprehended by our metropolitan society. For example, I have recently created a partnership with the local Toyota dealership by drawing and executing a proposal benefiting both the dealership with more foot traffic, and educating first time high school car buyers the important things to analyze before buying a car. This experience was mind-blowing as I was able to interact with my peers and high officials of a multi-billion dollar transportation corporation. Through my business knowledge and interest in educational professions, I have been propelled to pursue medicine, where I can utilize my business skills to effectively assist and educate others in their personal hardships. My religion, Jainism, elaborates on one word - "AHIMA." AHIMA is the idea of how non-violence should be used to promote compassion towards all living creatures. This understanding of helping others, has motivated me to participate in Red Cross blood drives, volunteer at settlement houses, and the local hospital. I have become extremely active in the youth council at my temple and have helped organize and sponsor numerous region-wide free medical camps for low-income families. By using my business networking social skills, I have helped to personally educate individuals by increasing their knowledge on their health by discussing the proper diets, necessary exercises, and overall understanding that their health is a key factor for a better livelihood. Incidents such as the girl whose mothers cancer was reversible due to early treatment, is a constant encouragement that one day I will be able to change numerous peoples' lives for the better through my broad educational background. My ultimate goal in life is to attain a diverse education in the fields of medicine, and business. I hope to constantly learn new ideas, innovations and perspectives on my path of becoming a doctor. But more than anything, I want to educate a world that is constantly struggling to ensure future generations can look back at the past, and be proud of their forefathers. I have first-handedly experienced how the skills that I have learned from using business, and my religion has impacted my motivation to help others and provide education for better health in our society. Thus, I hope to intertwine both medicine and business by becoming CEO of a large non-profit health organization chartered to help people from all walks of life through compassion. Thus, in order to make my goals of becoming an active leader in the medical field a reality, my future starts at a prestigious university.
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What is your intended major? Discuss how your interest in the subject developed and describe any experience you have had in the field - such as volunteer work, internships and employment, participation in student organizations and activities - and what you have gained from your involvement My decision to major in film at this point feels so innate, that it would be difficult to speculate the genesis of it. Growing up in the province of Ontario, Canada, where most are fortunate enough to make it through the paralyzing seasons, I found sanctuary in movie theaters. While my parents both weren't avid filmgoers, my Mother's best friend Susan was. She would treat me to afternoons where we'd go see double features and I was suddenly exposed to the rich beauty of cinema. When I was eight years old, my parents, disgusted with the mucky weather, up and moved to sunny San Diego, California. Living in San Diego and being two hours away from the burgeoning film industry of Los Angeles, was an alluring fantasy. I often got to experience this when we'd take trips to the Hollywood walk of fame and Universal Studios. While I was always fascinated with the medium of film, I knew I wanted to major in the field when I was fourteen and got a job at my local movie theater. I slaved at the thankless job for 3 years, but was rewarded with free movies, which made up for the low pay and cruel working conditions. The blessing eventually became a hindrance freshman year when I began cutting classes to indulge in free movies. While I created a sweeping knowledge of film, I also became somewhat introverted and disoriented, failing classes and digging myself into a hole. During my senior year, I took thirteen classes over the course of a semester, putting me on the right track for graduation. In my second semester of senior year, I took a VideoFilm class, where I practiced what I'd learned watching films by putting it into practice. The first film I made was called Out of Touch, and was about a man who becomes continually disillusioned by Iran's efforts to manufacture uranium to achieve nuclear proliferation. He eventually locks himself up in his home where his thoughts and reality become indistinguishable. Making the film helped me understand the technological side of the process and bettered my understanding of what it takes to create a film. I learned to respect the art form as an expressive tool of both political and philosophical ideas. In community college I've remained active keeping a film journal, and collaborating with members of our film club where we've diligently produced multiple short films. To major in film, would be a deeply rewarding experience to express personal ideas and share what I find to be of importance through narrative. Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? I've always felt an insatiable urge to travel and delve into other cultures. My Mother was born in England and my Father in Italy, and they both wore their respective cultures on their sleeves implementing them into every facet of my youth. When the eighth grade came around, there was a school-sponsored trip being offered that would include a tour of such places as Morocco, Spain, and Gibraltar. I pleaded with my parents to let me go, and they eventually agreed, shelling out their hard earned cash, so that I could experience the privilege of travel. When I reached Spain after a draining flight, I explored the city of Barcelona with friends, despite my exhaustion. During the duration of our trip in Spain, we explored Toledo, Madrid, and other smaller cities. In Toledo, it was remarkable to see a place that looks like it hasn't changed in a thousand years. Monolithic churches and long brick roads surrounded the city. The influence of religion in the city is paramount, as were many cities in Spain. Visiting various monasteries and museums gave me insight into the rich cultural history the country offered. The real treat of the trip was my experience in Morocco. When we got off of the short boat ride to our destination, I couldn't believe the vast change in landscape. Once we reached the city, I felt like I was in another world. Being immersed in the thriving bazaar was a completely different change of pace. We visited stores, where hand-made tablecloths and rugs were sold and it was remarkable to see the amount of labor that went into every item sold. The hand-stitched fabric took months to manufacture and I immediately bought one as a gift to my parents for the pilgrimage they allowed me to take. The trip I took was amazing for the way it allowed me to view a colossal disparity between the cultures in Spain and Morocco. It reminded me of when I was six years old and my Mother remarried in the Bahamas. When we arrived, I was shocked by the rampant poverty once foreign to me. It allowed me to abandon my naiveté and experience things with an open eye. Experiencing a trip without the supervision of my parents was also an enriching experience. Rather than eat huge meals out, it forced me to live modestly and appreciate independence. I've always had a compulsion to learn about other cultures, and this trip was an important formative experience. Without the beauty of this trip as well as others I've taken since, I don't think I'd understand the world as well as I do now for the wonderful multifaceted place that it is. -Thanks
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What is your intended major? Discuss how your interest in the subject developed and describe any experience you have had in the field - such as volunteer work, internships and employment, participation in student organizations and activities - and what you have gained from your involvement My decision to major in film at this point feels so innate, that it would be difficult to speculate the genesis of it. Growing up in the province of Ontario, Canada, where most are fortunate enough to make it through the paralyzing seasons, I found sanctuary in movie theaters. While my parents both weren't avid film goers, my Mother's best friend Susan was. She would treat me to afternoons where we'd go see double features, and I was suddenly exposed to the rich beauty of cinema. When I was eight years old, my parents, disgusted with the mucky weather, up and moved to sunny San Diego, California. Living in San Diego and being two hours away from the burgeoning film industry of Los Angeles, was an alluring fantasy. I often got to experience this when we'd take trips to the Hollywood walk of fame and Universal Studios. While I was always fascinated with the medium of film, I knew I wanted to major in the field when I was fourteen and got a job at my local movie theater. I slaved at the thankless job for 3 years, but was rewarded with free movies, which made up for the low pay and cruel working conditions. The blessing eventually became a hindrance freshman year when I began cutting classes to indulge in free movies. While I created a sweeping knowledge of film, I also became somewhat introverted and disoriented, failing classes and digging myself into a hole. During my senior year, I took thirteen classes over the course of a semester, putting me on the right track for graduation. In my second semester of senior year, I took a Microfilm class, where I practiced what I'd learned watching films by putting it into practice. The first film I made was called Out of Touch, and was about a man who becomes continually disillusioned by Iran's efforts to manufacture uranium to achieve nuclear proliferation. He eventually locks himself up in his home where his thoughts and reality become indistinguishable. Making the film helped me understand the technological side of the process and bettered my understanding of what it takes to create a film. I learned to respect the art form as an expressive tool of both political and philosophical ideas. In community college I've remained active keeping a film journal, and collaborating with members of our film club where we've diligently produced multiple short films. To major in film, would be a deeply rewarding experience to express personal ideas and share what I find to be of importance through narrative. Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? I've always felt an insatiable urge to travel and delve into other cultures. My Mother was born in England and my Father in Italy, and they both wore their respective cultures on their sleeves implementing them into every facet of my youth. When the eighth grade came around, there was a school-sponsored trip being offered that would include a tour of such places as Morocco, Spain, and Gibraltar. I pleaded with my parents to let me go, and they eventually agreed, shelling out their hard-earned cash, so that I could experience the privilege of travel. When I reached Spain after a draining flight, I explored the city of Barcelona with friends, despite my exhaustion. During the duration of our trip in Spain, we explored Toledo, Madrid, and other smaller cities. In Toledo, it was remarkable to see a place that looks like it hasn't changed in a thousand years. Monolithic churches and long brick roads surrounded the city. The influence of religion in the city is paramount, as were many cities in Spain. Visiting various monasteries and museums gave me insight into the rich cultural history the country offered. The real treat of the trip was my experience in Morocco. When we got off of the short boat ride to our destination, I couldn't believe the vast change in landscape. Once we reached the city, I felt like I was in another world. Being immersed in the thriving bazaar was a completely different change of pace. We visited stores, where hand-made tablecloths and rugs were sold, and it was remarkable to see the amount of labor that went into every item sold. The hand-stitched fabric took months to manufacture, and I immediately bought one as a gift to my parents for the pilgrimage they allowed me to take. The trip I took was amazing for the way it allowed me to view a colossal disparity between the cultures in Spain and Morocco. It reminded me of when I was six years old and my Mother remarried in the Bahamas. When we arrived, I was shocked by the rampant poverty once foreign to me. It allowed me to abandon my naivete and experience things with an open eye. Experiencing a trip without the supervision of my parents was also an enriching experience. Rather than eat huge meals out, it forced me to live modestly and appreciate independence. I've always had a compulsion to learn about other cultures, and this trip was an important formative experience. Without the beauty of this trip as well as others I've taken since, I don't think I'd understand the world as well as I do now for the wonderful multifaceted place that it is. -Thanks
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What is your intended major?Discuss how your interest in the subject developedand describe any experience you have had in the field - such as volunteer work, internships and employment, participation in student organizations and activities - and what you have gained from your involvement. * I sprinted through the long aisles before the mistress of ceremony announced my award. It was the third time she called me out for award that surprised the crowd; it was very rare that a person could be awarded three times in a season ceremony in my high school. They were first places of both Chinese calligraphy and Games pamphlet cover design competitions and second place of Christmas card design competition. That day was unforgettable and memorable, and it was my most active period of my secondary school life. On the stage, I stood proudly, thinking about the works I did. Since then I was convinced that art and designs was what I was pursuing in my life. Alone I won all these awards, but then I started to appreciate how team work makes better art works and designs two year ago, while I was studying in my home country. There was a Christmas mural decoration competition during winter time. Since the project was quite big, each class in our grade entered the competition as a unit. As excited as I have always been about participating in design competitions, I spontaneously joined in our class' team at once and became one of the two team leaders. Then the team decided that each of the leaders, Mei and I, should provide a design as a candidate. Mei's novel idea of Santa as an astronaut travelling in the space was adopted. Frustratingly, my arrogant temperament was acting up; I was not very happy about the result. Nevertheless, I respected the team and embraced their decision anyhow and worked hard to prove my importance. At first, despite of my self-determination, I did not know how to contribute to the team and work on the project because that was not my design; I simply was not able to do whatever I needed and wanted to do. As a leader, also, I did not know how to assign the jobs to others because I did not trust them. We were working slowly and did not make much progress at the first few days because of me, a self-centered leader. Sometimes I could feel there were tension and awkwardness floating in the air when we gathered and tried to work something out. That was when I knew that I should step out and break through the predicament. I started to lay out the agenda, assign the tasks, and organize the team, even though I was not sure if this would put a successful piece together for us. Fortunately, our team seemed to cooperate well. As I saw our team really worked as a team, I realized that it was not the matter of whose design it was nor what I wanted to do; instead, it was our design and what we wanted to do. I also learned to adapt from my isolated world to the new communal environment, to succeed as a group, and to share the happiness of success. Now I am moving farther from a community college to a lager learning society, University. Approaching to majoring in Design in such a large community, I look forward to getting to know more people who share my interests in art, sharing more experience which I believe will lead me to succeed in college. Furthermore, I believe this will again help me to succeed along my career as I live in a human social world. Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you.What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud,and how does it relate to the person you are? * When I was very young, I loved watching western TV shows and movies. Not only the fascinating effects and aesthetics attracted me, I also started to appreciate how knowledge-abundant, open-minded, and inclusive of different ideas and creativities it is in western society. With the passion for art, I decided to study abroad in the States and pursue my career. However, what seemed a wonderland is actually full of obstacles. Dealing with culture shock and language problems and building a new social life were difficult for me. In addition, these three years I changed places several times, from my home city to Minnesota, then to Washington, and finally to California. I found that I developed strong abilities to adapt to new environments. Adapting to new environments may be easy for some people, but I had a very rough time getting through the conditions at first. However, I also appreciated the harsh time I had because now I know how to cope with them in the future. One of the biggest obstacles was, sometimes still is now, language problems. Commanding a foreign language is just a matter of time, but the key is insistency. I still remember I used to spend half an hour just to finish one page of reading when I first came to the States. There were plenty of complex sentences I could not understand at all. However, I found that it was amazing that I would eventually understand as long as I did not give up and skip it. Sometimes it took up to ten times to understand. It was very much a milestone in my English learning history. However, what I understand is not just the language. I realized that it's not wise to give up when encountering problems. I also believe that only if we insist, we can get though the problems. Another ability I developed that made me proud is my cooking. Cooking is a kind of art. I feel calm when I cook because it always keeps me thinking, organized, and appreciative of the beauty of cooking at the same time. This also symbolizes independence. Last summer when I went back home in Macao, I cooked for my family for the first time. I really felt proud of it because I felt that I started to contribute to my family. I could not help thinking that some day I could become independent and be able to support my family, and even build my own family. All these valuable abilities I developed contribute to help me adapt to a new environment. I believe that no matter where I am, I can always get through the problems because I have a faith to pursue my dream, to support my family, and to contribute to the society.
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What is your intended major? Discuss how your interest in the subject developed and describe any experience you have had in the field - such as volunteer work, internships and employment, participation in student organizations and activities - and what you have gained from your involvement. * I sprinted through the long aisles before the mistress of ceremony announced my award. It was the third time she called me out for award that surprised the crowd; it was very rare that a person could be awarded three times in a season ceremony in my high school. They were first places of both Chinese calligraphy and Games pamphlet cover design competitions and second place of Christmas card design competition. That day was unforgettable and memorable, and it was my most active period of my secondary school life. On the stage, I stood proudly, thinking about the works I did. Since then, I was convinced that art and designs was what I was pursuing in my life. Alone I won all these awards, but then I started to appreciate how team work makes better art works and designs two year ago, while I was studying in my home country. There was a Christmas mural decoration competition during winter time. Since the project was quite big, each class in our grade entered the competition as a unit. As excited as I have always been about participating in design competitions, I spontaneously joined in our class' team at once and became one of the two team leaders. Then the team decided that each of the leaders, Ma and I, should provide a design as a candidate. Ma's novel idea of Santa as an astronaut travelling in the space was adopted. Frustratingly, my arrogant temperament was acting up; I was not very happy about the result. Nevertheless, I respected the team and embraced their decision anyhow and worked hard to prove my importance. At first, despite my self-determination, I did not know how to contribute to the team and work on the project because that was not my design; I simply was not able to do whatever I needed and wanted to do. As a leader, also, I did not know how to assign the jobs to others because I did not trust them. We were working slowly and did not make much progress at the first few days because of me, a self-centered leader. Sometimes I could feel there were tension and awkwardness floating in the air when we gathered and tried to work something out. That was when I knew that I should step out and break through the predicament. I started to lay out the agenda, assign the tasks, and organize the team, even though I was not sure if this would put a successful piece together for us. Fortunately, our team seemed to cooperate well. As I saw our team really worked as a team, I realized that it was not the matter of whose design it was nor what I wanted to do; instead, it was our design and what we wanted to do. I also learned to adapt from my isolated world to the new communal environment, to succeed as a group, and to share the happiness of success. Now I am moving farther from a community college to a lager learning society, University. Approaching to majoring in Design in such a large community, I look forward to getting to know more people who share my interests in art, sharing more experience which I believe will lead me to succeed in college. Furthermore, I believe this will again help me to succeed along my career as I live in a human social world. Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? * When I was very young, I loved watching western TV shows and movies. Not only the fascinating effects and aesthetics attracted me, I also started to appreciate how knowledge-abundant, open-minded, and inclusive of different ideas and creativity it is in western society. With the passion for art, I decided to study abroad in the States and pursue my career. However, what seemed a wonderland is actually full of obstacles. Dealing with culture shock and language problems and building a new social life were difficult for me. In addition, these three years I changed places several times, from my home city to Minnesota, then to Washington, and finally to California. I found that I developed strong abilities to adapt to new environments. Adapting to new environments may be easy for some people, but I had a very rough time getting through the conditions at first. However, I also appreciated the harsh time I had because now I know how to cope with them in the future. One of the biggest obstacles was, sometimes still is now, language problems. Commanding a foreign language is just a matter of time, but the key is insistence. I still remember I used to spend half an hour just to finish one page of reading when I first came to the States. There were plenty of complex sentences I could not understand at all. However, I found that it was amazing that I would eventually understand as long as I did not give up and skip it. Sometimes it took up to ten times to understand. It was very much a milestone in my English learning history. However, what I understand is not just the language. I realized that it's not wise to give up when encountering problems. I also believe that only if we insist, we can get though the problems. Another ability I developed that made me proud is my cooking. Cooking is a kind of art. I feel calm when I cook because it always keeps me thinking, organized, and appreciative of the beauty of cooking at the same time. This also symbolizes independence. Last summer when I went back home in Macao, I cooked for my family for the first time. I really felt proud of it because I felt that I started to contribute to my family. I could not help thinking that some day I could become independent and be able to support my family, and even build my own family. All these valuable abilities I developed contribute to help me adapt to a new environment. I believe that no matter where I am, I can always get through the problems because I have a faith to pursue my dream, to support my family, and to contribute to the society.
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Where I come from, everyone has a comfortable house with central heating, at least two cars, and a freshly mown lawn. We can drive five minutes to get to a mall, a movie theater, or even a water park. I would not hesitate to call the world I grew up in a suburban paradise. I have been blessed with the privilege to go to exceptional public schools, and my high school offers more opportunities to succeed than most others. There is nothing I can complain about; I have grown up in a world that many less fortunate people would be envious of. Even though I will be the first person to acknowledge how lucky I am to live this life, I do not take anything I have for granted. My parents both emigrated from China and worked hard for everything we have today, and have instilled the same drive in me to work hard and eventually create a great life for myself and my children too. It is true that I have had opportunities that others have not; however, I have learned to make the most I that can out of them. Knowing my parents' humble beginnings has in turn taught me humility as well. There are so many other people in this world who struggle for basic survival needs such as food and water while I have everything I need; I cannot let my opportunities go to waste. Another aspect of my quiet suburban life that has shaped me as a person is the many amazing people I am exposed to. My friends and family have constantly exuded a happiness and resilience in face of hardships that has found its way into me as well. The healthy environment I have grown up with has instilled a continuous optimism in me. When I meet obstacles in life, I face them with a positive attitude and I am determined to overcome them, no matter what they may be. Right now, I have not fully figured out what I want to do with my life. However, I am not the least bit worried-I know that what I have learned in my world will lead me to find my passion and succeed in life. With a strong work ethic and a positive outlook, I am ready to take on anything. Thanks very much in advance for the feedback.In particular, I would like opinions about the content of my essay - is it too generic? I had some trouble responding to this prompt because I have lived a relatively comfortable life.
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Where I come from, everyone has a comfortable house with central heating, at least two cars, and a freshly mown lawn. We can drive five minutes to get to a mall, a movie theater, or even a water park. I would not hesitate to call the world I grew up in a suburban paradise. I have been blessed with the privilege to go to exceptional public schools, and my high school offers more opportunities to succeed than most others. There is nothing I can complain about; I have grown up in a world that many less fortunate people would be envious of. Even though I will be the first person to acknowledge how lucky I am to live this life, I do not take anything I have for granted. My parents both emigrated from China and worked hard for everything we have today, and have instilled the same drive in me to work hard and eventually create a great life for myself and my children too. It is true that I have had opportunities that others have not; however, I have learned to make the most I that can out of them. Knowing my parents' humble beginnings has in turn taught me humility as well. There are so many other people in this world who struggle for basic survival needs such as food and water while I have everything I need; I cannot let my opportunities go to waste. Another aspect of my quiet suburban life that has shaped me as a person is the many amazing people I am exposed to. My friends and family have constantly exuded a happiness and resilience in face of hardships that has found its way into me as well. The healthy environment I have grown up with has instilled a continuous optimism in me. When I meet obstacles in life, I face them with a positive attitude and I am determined to overcome them, no matter what they may be. Right now, I have not fully figured out what I want to do with my life. However, I am not the least bit worried-I know that what I have learned in my world will lead me to find my passion and succeed in life. With a strong work ethic and a positive outlook, I am ready to take on anything. Thanks very much in advance for the feedback. In particular, I would like opinions about the content of my essay - is it too generic? I had some trouble responding to this prompt because I have lived a relatively comfortable life.
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I can step outside my front door, and look across the street and see a house where someone was shot. When walking to school, I have to walk down another street where drug dealers and gangsters inhabit rundown houses. Past that, I have to walk along a busy street, and pass the drunks hanging out at the 7-Eleven. As I walk, many men honk and whistle in inappropriate ways. I am just a girl and all that I am trying to do is get to school. In no way am I like the prostitutes in the hotels that I also walk by. My daily path is literally paved with dangers and the constant fear of my own safety. Both of my parents leave for work at four a.m. and I know my responsibilities are about going to school; I have no other options other than to walk. When I walk, I face a battle to conquer my fears in an unstable environment. My ability to make it through those tough situations has given me good common sense and the strength as an individual. As hope for a life less frightening, I aspire to become a first generation college student and not fall into the current of my down-spiraling community. I have proved to myself that I can make it on my own without any distractions. Despite the more looked upon bad examples, my community also shares some excellent and humbling examples of hard working people. They achieve success by not owning a big house or driving nice cars, but by providing for their families even on a low-income salary. Many of the families in my community came from nothing and worked hard to achieve something. For me, they have defined success, and I am inspired by their determination to work as hard as they do, or harder. My willingness to work hard has resulted in keeping up my grades and not ever being afraid to try something new. Although my school environment closely mimics the customs of my community, school has been my bright light through the dark paths. By expanding my opportunities, school has guided me to an understanding of what lies beyond my concrete jungle community. In school, I was able to explore my interests, and even attempt new things that I would have never of guessed that I would be interested in. My experiences at school have caused me to become open minded as I grew a sense of optimism for my environment. I learned hope is never to be lost. My key to this survival story is my capabilities of not letting fear or anything else affect my capabilities. Although my community is low-income and predominately Hispanic, I want to prove that it does not mean we have low expectations. I just can't stand being another statistic; I know that my community can do better and so I strive to change the numbers and risk sticking out as a true individual. I only have ideas for my future and I'm uncertain of what I want to do, but one thing is certain: I will not let the negative influences in my community affect me. I'm a Mexican female and I know I will be a first generation college student.
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I can step outside my front door, and look across the street and see a house where someone was shot. When walking to school, I have to walk down another street where drug dealers and gangsters inhabit rundown houses. Past that, I have to walk along a busy street, and pass the drunks hanging out at the 7-Eleven. As I walk, many men honk and whistle in inappropriate ways. I am just a girl and all that I am trying to do is get to school. In no way am I like the prostitutes in the hotels that I also walk by. My daily path is literally paved with dangers and the constant fear of my own safety. Both of my parents leave for work at four a.m. and I know my responsibilities are about going to school; I have no other options other than to walk. When I walk, I face a battle to conquer my fears in an unstable environment. My ability to make it through those tough situations has given me good common sense and the strength as an individual. As hope for a life less frightening, I aspire to become a first generation college student and not fall into the current of my down-spiraling community. I have proved to myself that I can make it on my own without any distractions. Despite the more looked upon bad examples, my community also shares some excellent and humbling examples of hardworking people. They achieve success by not owning a big house or driving nice cars, but by providing for their families even on a low-income salary. Many of the families in my community came from nothing and worked hard to achieve something. For me, they have defined success, and I am inspired by their determination to work as hard as they do, or harder. My willingness to work hard has resulted in keeping up my grades and not ever being afraid to try something new. Although my school environment closely mimics the customs of my community, school has been my bright light through the dark paths. By expanding my opportunities, school has guided me to an understanding of what lies beyond my concrete jungle community. In school, I was able to explore my interests, and even attempt new things that I would have never of guessed that I would be interested in. My experiences at school have caused me to become open-minded as I grew a sense of optimism for my environment. I learned hope is never to be lost. My key to this survival story is my capabilities of not letting fear or anything else affect my capabilities. Although my community is low-income and predominately Hispanic, I want to prove that it does not mean we have low expectations. I just can't stand being another statistic; I know that my community can do better, and so I strive to change the numbers and risk sticking out as a true individual. I only have ideas for my future, and I'm uncertain of what I want to do, but one thing is certain: I will not let the negative influences in my community affect me. Furthermore, I'm a Mexican female and I know I will be a first generation college student.
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Please proofread and leave feedback Marching band may seem like just another way to pep up the football team. However, it is much more than that; it is a fierce activity that takes up over 40 hours of my week during the season. It is a way to showcase your specific instrumental talents, in my case, snare drum, by competing against bands from all over the country. In this sport, yes sport, you must go through harsh training through all types of weather, to practice your show to the best of your abilities in order to rank high. As drum captain, I also have the responsibility of guiding other members on the path to success on a percussion instrument. I must push my fellow students to the brink of frustration so that they can be the best that they can be. In result, we ranked high in 2007 in our circuit as Northern States Champions. Thanks in Advance
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Please proofread and leave feedback Marching band may seem like just another way to pep up the football team. However, it is much more than that; it is a fierce activity that takes up over 40 hours of my week during the season. It is a way to showcase your specific instrumental talents, in my case, snare drum, by competing against bands from all over the country. In this sport, yes sport, you must go through harsh training through all types of weather, to practice your show to the best of your abilities in order to rank high. As drum captain, I also have the responsibility of guiding other members on the path to success on a percussion instrument. I must push my fellow students to the brink of frustration so that they can be the best that they can be. In result, we ranked high in 2007 in our circuit as Northern States Champions. Thanks in Advance
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Everyone is affected in different ways by surprises and unexpected challenges in life. For me, the unknown essences of life have always given me a sense of apprehension. The fear of the unknown has kept me hesitant to try new things but it has also given me reason to work hard today and plan for the future. Life's spontaneity and uniqueness has not totally scared me but has left me asking why. It has helped me grow as a person and has provided me with a desire to succeed and follow my dreams. The beginning of high school was very unsettling. I was dealt unknown cards and going in blind, not knowing what to expect and I felt terrified. On the night before the first day of ninth grade I did not get a blink of sleep because I had no idea what tomorrow would bring. But, on the end of first day of school in freshman year I felt a sense of relief, my eyes were opened and my path was lit. I was presented with the tools to forge my destiny and all I had to do was make good decisions while growing off the experiences thrown at me. Freshmen year was an amazing learning experience for me because I learned about myself and I learned my actions have purpose. As I advanced through high school, I began to realize my significance to why I am here. Sophomore year was much easier on me emotionally, I made friends and was figuring out the structure and I began to feel like an insider. Junior year was pretty much the same but I was given much more responsibilities than before. I had to excel in school in order to be considered a "somebody" in the future. In my eyes the overall student population shrunk in physical stature and I began to see myself as someone of importance. I grew substantially as an intellectual but even more as a genuine person in eleventh grade. I was cruising steadily through high school but as soon as senior year approached, I was slammed face first into a wall. I quickly realized this was my last year and I knew that it would either make or break me. I kept on being plagued with the question of where will I be on this date next year? Will I be in college? What college will it be? What if I don't even get into college? My head is being bombarded by these questions of the unknown and my emotional stability has returned to what it was like the night before freshman year. For me this time has been scarier than any other time in my life. My life will be changing greatly in the next few months and I must accept the change whether I like it or not. College will probably be the greatest growing experience of my life. The unknown is just over the mountain and I must make a valiant effort to climb it and overcome it.
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Everyone is affected in different ways by surprises and unexpected challenges in life. For me, the unknown essences of life have always given me a sense of apprehension. The fear of the unknown has kept me hesitant to try new things, but it has also given me reason to work hard today and plan for the future. Life's spontaneity and uniqueness has not totally scared me but has left me asking why. It has helped me grow as a person and has provided me with a desire to succeed and follow my dreams. The beginning of high school was very unsettling. I was dealt unknown cards and going in blind, not knowing what to expect, and I felt terrified. On the night before the first day of ninth grade I did not get a blink of sleep because I had no idea what tomorrow would bring. But, on the end of first day of school in freshman year I felt a sense of relief, my eyes were opened, and my path was lit. I was presented with the tools to forge my destiny and all I had to do was make good decisions while growing off the experiences thrown at me. Freshmen year was an amazing learning experience for me because I learned about myself and I learned my actions have purpose. As I advanced through high school, I began to realize my significance to why I am here. Sophomore year was much easier on me emotionally, I made friends and was figuring out the structure and I began to feel like an insider. Junior year was pretty much the same, but I was given much more responsibilities than before. I had to excel in school in order to be considered a "somebody" in the future. In my eyes the overall student population shrunk in physical stature and I began to see myself as someone of importance. I grew substantially as an intellectual but even more as a genuine person in eleventh grade. I was cruising steadily through high school but as soon as senior year approached, I was slammed face-first into a wall. Furthermore, I quickly realized this was my last year and I knew that it would either make or break me. Furthermore, I kept on being plagued with the question of where will I be on this date next year? Will I be in college? What college will it be? What if I don't even get into college? My head is being bombarded by these questions of the unknown and my emotional stability has returned to what it was like the night before freshman year. For me this time has been scarier than any other time in my life. My life will be changing greatly in the next few months and I must accept the change whether I like it or not. College will probably be the greatest growing experience of my life. The unknown is just over the mountain and I must make a valiant effort to climb it and overcome it.
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"9:00 A.M.ïVoice Activated Refrigerator Ad Presentation" seemed to be the first call of duty for the day. Being a promotional manager for my company, I have to be ready for anything that may come my way, including major presentations such as this. I just hope the idea of giving away a free transparent toaster will every purchase of our product will be well received by my boss! (I knew taking that Sports and Entertainment Marketing class in high school would pay off!) The next line in my book said "12:30 P.M.ïLunch with Matt". Even though my husband likes to think it is a surprise to buy me lunch whenever I give a major presentation at work, I am always able to read him like a book because we both know each other so well. Nevertheless, I always act surprised, and always grateful for his romantic, thoughtful gesture. I made a mental note to leave work earlier in my water-powered car that day so I would be able to pick up my daughter, Katelyn, from her after-school care early. The entry in my book, "3:30 P.M.ïKatelyn's Piano Practice" reminded me of this. I am elated that my daughter shows an interest in music just like I did when I was her age. I know I will always be able to make time to stay and listen to her practices, recitals, and whatever else she needs. I might even make some time for us to treat ourselves to some old fashioned ice cream, instead of the usual flash-frozen desserts our society is now used to, after her practice! When I saw the next entry, "6:30 P.M.ïShopping and Dinner with the Girls", my face lit up. My friends and I, in spite of our hectic schedules, meet every single Tuesday to just converse about life, family, and each other so we never lose the bond we made in high school. It's a great escape from the complexities of life, and gives us all an opportunity to relax and unwind. I was entered back into reality when I heard my alarm clock repeating its shrieking noise, and I quickly left the comfort of my bed to begin my day in the life.
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"9:00 A.M.voice Activated Refrigerator Ad Presentation" seemed to be the first call of duty for the day. Being a promotional manager for my company, I have to be ready for anything that may come my way, including major presentations such as this. I just hope the idea of giving away a free transparent toaster will every purchase of our product will be well received by my boss! (I knew taking that Sports and Entertainment Marketing class in high school would pay off!) The next line in my book said "12:30 P.M.lunch with Matt". Even though my husband likes to think it is a surprise to buy me lunch whenever I give a major presentation at work, I am always able to read him like a book because we both know each other so well. Nevertheless, I always act surprised, and always grateful for his romantic, thoughtful gesture. I made a mental note to leave work earlier in my water-powered car that day, so I would be able to pick up my daughter, Katelyn, from her after-school care early. The entry in my book, "3:30 P.M.Katelyn's Piano Practice" reminded me of this. I am elated that my daughter shows an interest in music just like I did when I was her age. I know I will always be able to make time to stay and listen to her practices, recitals, and whatever else she needs. Furthermore, I might even make some time for us to treat ourselves to some old-fashioned ice cream, instead of the usual flash-frozen desserts our society is now used to, after her practice! When I saw the next entry, "6:30 P.M.shopping and Dinner with the Girls", my face lit up. My friends and I, in spite of our hectic schedules, meet every single Tuesday to just converse about life, family, and each other, so we never lose the bond we made in high school. It's a great escape from the complexities of life, and gives us all an opportunity to relax and unwind. I was entered back into reality when I heard my alarm clock repeating its shrieking noise, and I quickly left the comfort of my bed to begin my day in the life.
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Last summer, I cried for the first time in years. At one moment I was oblivious, and the next, rejuvenated. The prickling feeling on the back of my neck, either from the sweat seeping out the pores or my hairs stiffening. The blaring silence disrupted by heavy crying. The warm feeling of enlivenment when closing ones eyes and opening ones mind. It was God. His presence seemed tangible. After all the drama, stress, doubt, fear, and tribulation, I finally discovered my refuge. I was replenished. Though I was kneeling with my fellow youth peers in this Catholic youth retreat, I felt no pride hampering my connection with God. Pride was diminished and I was careless, free. With a "nothing to lose" mentality, I gave my all to God for that one moment, and it paid off. In worship position, I absorbed every word; every sound emitted in my mind. It was the peace and happiness I yearned for, arriving at the quintessential time. God had a plan. Oh, how a single weekend alongside God can truly impact ones life eternally. Calling The Lord's Flock Catholic Charismatic Youth Retreat a superb memory is a mere understatement. My complete grasp on life was reconstructed. Boldly kneeling and losing my voice to God rid me of all pride, instead replacing it with confidence. With a boost in self-confidence, I felt that I could manage extended independence and responsibility, challenging myself with jobs and car payments. Another responsibility of mine I consider essential is my role as youth leader for The Lord's Flock Los Angeles Chapter. I've always been a member of the youth, but the retreat convinced me to take command of leadership and commit to serving. Observing the other participants and their newfound happiness ignited the flame within me to assist in spreading this exquisite feeling. I've committed myself to learning the drums for The Lord's Flock's next generation worship band, practicing three to five days a week. With full commitment comes full perseverance; nothing can stop me from working towards God. A chapter finalized, another underway. My experience during the retreat will not simply come then drag out. I will not allow myself to linger in the moment; instead I will take action. It was the sign from God everyone awaits; this was mine. The retreat developed a savoring emotion within me that is activated by happiness of others. Hopefully my thirst of spreading happiness will be quenched in January when I will be traveling to Uganda for the Lord's Flock. Not plainly to outreach, but also to spread the word and develop their youth. The Lord's Flock will continue to cultivate with my contribution and leadership. This is why I was created, to deliver genuine happiness anywhere and everywhere possible. I need help on cutting it down to reach the word count limit and also to see if i answered the prompt properly.. thanks
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Last summer, I cried for the first time in years. At one moment I was oblivious, and the next, rejuvenated. The prickling feeling on the back of my neck, either from the sweat seeping out the pores or my hairs stiffening. The blaring silence disrupted by heavy crying. The warm feeling of enlivenment when closing one's eyes and opening ones mind. It was God. His presence seemed tangible. After all the drama, stress, doubt, fear, and tribulation, I finally discovered my refuge. I was replenished. Though I was kneeling with my fellow youth peers in this Catholic youth retreat, I felt no pride hampering my connection with God. Pride was diminished and I was careless, free. With a "nothing to lose" mentality, I gave my all to God for that one moment, and it paid off. In worship position, I absorbed every word; every sound emitted in my mind. It was the peace and happiness I yearned for, arriving at the quintessential time. God had a plan. Oh, how a single weekend alongside God can truly impact one's life eternally. Calling The Lord's Flock Catholic Charismatic Youth Retreat a superb memory is a mere understatement. My complete grasp on life was reconstructed. Boldly kneeling and losing my voice to God rid me of all pride, instead replacing it with confidence. With a boost in self-confidence, I felt that I could manage extended independence and responsibility, challenging myself with jobs and car payments. Another responsibility of mine I consider essential is my role as youth leader for The Lord's Flock Los Angeles Chapter. I've always been a member of the youth, but the retreat convinced me to take command of leadership and commit to serving. Observing the other participants and their newfound happiness ignited the flame within me to assist in spreading this exquisite feeling. I've committed myself to learning the drums for The Lord's Flock's next generation worship band, practicing three to five days a week. With full commitment comes full perseverance; nothing can stop me from working towards God. A chapter finalized, another underway. My experience during the retreat will not simply come then drag out. I will not allow myself to linger at the moment; instead I will take action. It was the sign from God everyone awaits; this was mine. The retreat developed a savoring emotion within me that is activated by happiness of others. Hopefully my thirst of spreading happiness will be quenched in January when I will be traveling to Uganda for the Lord's Flock. Not plainly to outreach, but also to spread the word and develop their youth. The Lord's Flock will continue to cultivate with my contribution and leadership. This is why I was created, to deliver genuine happiness anywhere and everywhere possible. I need help on cutting it down to reach the word count limit and also to see if I answered the prompt properly. Thanks
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The reason I aim toward my education here is because School of Art Institute of Chicago is a well established art school. Well known for the innovative and visionary concepts that are credential to any artist, it provides the background and foundation for my growth as a visual artist and a designer. closely connected to the American Institute of Graphic Arts, the Visual Communication department in the School of Art institute of Chicago is interacts with nation wide recognized designers who can be very helpful for workshops, critiques, classes etc. The multicultural background of the up-to-the-minute city Chicago is also the perfect nest for developing inspirations and ideas. It is the center of contemporary design with its fast developing technology and close connection to the rest of the globe. I had always been a passionate drawer and painter. My fondness toward visual art made me sensitive and attached to the arts around my surroundings: advertisements, product packaging, posters, people's expressions, conversations and much more. Art has always been a part of me. The Claude Watson Arts program of Earl Haig Secondary school opened my eyes. After enrolled in its visual art program, I was introduced to contemporary conceptual art. Although our teachers acknowledge traditional art qualities such as painting and drawings, they were very concerned with ideas and theory. They taught me how to get inspirations from our lives and use it in our art works. I was encouraged to think creatively and differently, to wonders about the possibilities. After learning with such influential and innovative teachers, I decide to combine my way of thinking and ideas with my artistic skills and to use them in the world of today. To further pursue my dream, in grade eleven I took the Computer Graphic course in our high school. I was very lucky to be taught with a former Graphic designer who has worked in the visual communication industry. Introduced to the principles of design such as typography, alignment, proximity, colours etc, I was challenged. Every assignment was like a quest, where I find my way to be artistic and creative (playing with words, composition etc.) yet still follows the rules. As I complete my "quests" through out the year, I become more experienced in the language of visual art. The world is changing constantly. I hope to acquire the newest ideas and concepts as well as technological and traditional skills in the School of the art institute of Chicago. I believe I can communicate visually with my ideas and eyes of an artist by completing my study and training in the Visual Communication program; Speak fluently in the language of art; and bridge the connection between art and the society. This site has been a lot of help,thank you essay forums!
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The reason I aim toward my education here is that School of Art Institute of Chicago is a well established art school. Well known for the innovative and visionary concepts that are credential to any artist, it provides the background and foundation for my growth as a visual artist and a designer. Closely connected to the American Institute of Graphic Arts, the Visual Communication department in the School of Art institute of Chicago is interacts with nationwide recognized designers who can be very helpful for workshops, critiques, classes etc. The multicultural background of the up-to-the-minute city Chicago is also the perfect nest for developing inspirations and ideas. It is the center of contemporary design with its fast developing technology and close connection to the rest of the globe. I had always been a passionate drawer and painter. My fondness toward visual art made me sensitive and attached to the arts around my surroundings: advertisements, product packaging, posters, people's expressions, conversations and much more. Art has always been a part of me. The Claude Watson Arts program of Earl Hair Secondary school opened my eyes. After enrolled in its visual art program, I was introduced to contemporary conceptual art. Although our teachers acknowledge traditional art qualities such as painting and drawings, they were very concerned with ideas and theory. They taught me how to get inspirations from our lives and use it in our art works. I was encouraged to think creatively and differently, to wonders about the possibilities. After learning with such influential and innovative teachers, I decide to combine my way of thinking and ideas with my artistic skills and to use them in the world of today. To further pursue my dream, in grade eleven I took the Computer Graphic course in our high school. I was very lucky to be taught with a former Graphic designer who has worked in the visual communication industry. Introduced to the principles of design such as typography, alignment, proximity, colors etc., I was challenged. Every assignment was like a quest, where I find my way to be artistic and creative (playing with words, composition etc.) yet still follows the rules. As I complete my "quests" throughout the year, I become more experienced in the language of visual art. The world is changing constantly. I hope to acquire the newest ideas and concepts as well as technological and traditional skills in the School of the art institute of Chicago. I believe I can communicate visually with my ideas and eyes of an artist by completing my study and training in the Visual Communication program; Speak fluently in the language of art; and bridge the connection between art and the society. This site has been a lot of help, thank you essay forums!
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Prompt 2: Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? I would have said that I had hit the ground running, except for the fact that I was rolling. Taxiing toward British Airways gate A-17 at the Tom Bradley International Terminal, LAX. The familiar sweet aroma of smog and duty-free retail shop was enough to jolt the senses of any native-born southern-Californian upon his return from a long dark nap on the other side of the world. I was home all right, whether I liked it or not. I had survived rock n' roll. I had beaten cancer. I had been pulled up from out of the python-grip of a seemingly unending depression and a deluge of self-addiction. There was however, for the first time since early childhood, a sense of the possible, a palpable awareness of optimism and belief. The questions of why and what it all meant would have to wait for now. What mattered most was what lay ahead just beyond the exit doors at the top of the ramp. I had been given another shot at getting it right and this time I intended to make the most of it. There was just one problem. I needed a lift home from the airport first. When I think back on that day, in the early fall of 2004, I am reminded of the circumstances that had brought me there. I think of my decision to opt out of the quest for celebrity and material excess that I had found myself on and my resolve to become a person that would contribute more in this life than would take away from it. I think of my acceptance of an invitation to live in the UK to be an advocate for the urban poor in the south of England, and my new found thirst for knowledge with aspirations for higher learning. Upon reflection I realize that this season of radical transformation had been set in motion one day a few years earlier, during what might well have been, a truly devastating turn of events. However, I have since come to see it as my best day; the day that cancer saved my life. In the beginning the prognosis was good. I was young and my cancer was considered treatable. However, after the surgery and three years of radiation treatments, my denial as to the severity of the situation would soon give way to acceptance. With no end in sight I began to lose my bearings. I was unable to keep up with my friends and the feverish pace of the lifestyle we had all been living. I had become increasingly angry with my circumstances, and became as one friend would later surmise, "a little difficult to deal with." It had become clear that I would not be coming out tonight. There would be no need to put me on the list. There were not going to be anymore shows or after-parties or meet and greets and the record was definitely not coming out next year. The shaky framework in which I had placed so much of my identity had finally collapsed. A few months later I received a call asking me to play at a benefit concert in the UK. The organization hosting the event was a small advocacy group that promoted social justice and awareness of the extreme poverty facing the council estates of England. I ended up staying an additional three weeks, playing everywhere they asked me to. Finally, the man who had founded the organization asked me if I might consider staying on for a while. He told me they could use someone like me to help them start an after school music program and he said he really "dug" my music! I accepted his invitation and returned to stay one month later. Living with the poor people of Southampton's troubled Flowers estate is where I started to change. I lost track of my own disappointment as my concern grew deeper for others with problems much greater than my own. I began actively working to move through my hardship instead of waiting and wishing for it to end. I would eventually come to the understanding that it is often within the struggles of life where one finds the audacity to truly live it. I was declared cancer free two years later. I have chosen Media Studies (Mass Communications) as my major course of study. My interest in the subject has been life long and stems from my earliest years as a young child growing up on the road touring with my fathers rock band in the early seventies. Early exposure to the music business and my proximity to Los Angeles would fast track an early career as a singer-songwriter and performer. Practical life experience would include employment with two major music manufacturing firms and the publishing of titles featured on HBO, the WB and MTV networks. A deeper interest developed shortly after my return from England when I was asked to speak about my experiences at various public events. I began to realize that I had a story to tell with a message of hope and transformation that seemed to resinate with people. I became interested in a career that would encompass the capacity of public speaker, thinker and communicator. After I began my studies I gained a new appreciation for the roll of the media and its influence on American society. I believe that we have witnessed one of the most revolutionary advancements since Gutenberg and presently stand at the foot of one of the biggest opportunities for enlightenment since Jefferson began daydreaming and I want to be a part of it. I came to recognize that issues like urban poverty and social injustice often stem from deeper more complex problems that plague modern society. I knew then that if I truly wanted to contribute something that would inspire any real change it would require from me more than an impassioned opinion and a three minute pop song. It would take everything.
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Prompt 2: Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? I would have said that I had hit the ground running, except for the fact that I was rolling. Taxiing toward British Airways gate A-17 at the Tom Bradley International Terminal, LAX. The familiar sweet aroma of smog and duty-free retail shop was enough to jolt the senses of any native-born southern-Californian upon his return from a long dark nap on the other side of the world. I was home all right, whether I liked it or not. I had survived rock n' roll. Furthermore, I had beaten cancer. Furthermore, I had been pulled up from out of the python-grip of a seemingly unending depression and a deluge of self-addiction. There was however, for the first time since early childhood, a sense of the possible, a palpable awareness of optimism and belief. The questions of why and what it all meant would have to wait for now. What mattered most was what lay ahead just beyond the exit doors at the top of the ramp. I had been given another shot at getting it right and this time I intended to make the most of it. There was just one problem. I needed a lift home from the airport first. When I think back on that day, in the early fall of 2004, I am reminded of the circumstances that had brought me there. I think of my decision to opt out of the quest for celebrity and material excess that I had found myself on and my resolve to become a person that would contribute more in this life than would take away from it. I think of my acceptance of an invitation to live in the UK to be an advocate for the urban poor in the south of England, and my new-found thirst for knowledge with aspirations for higher learning. Upon reflection, I realize that this season of radical transformation had been set in motion one day a few years earlier, during what might well have been, a truly devastating turn of events. However, I have since come to see it as my best day; the day that cancer saved my life. In the beginning the prognosis was good. I was young, and my cancer was considered treatable. However, after the surgery and three years of radiation treatments, my denial as to the severity of the situation would soon give way to acceptance. With no end in sight I began to lose my bearings. I was unable to keep up with my friends and the feverish pace of the lifestyle we had all been living. I had become increasingly angry with my circumstances, and became as one friend would later surmise, "a little difficult to deal with." It had become clear that I would not be coming out tonight. There would be no need to put me on the list. There were not going to be any more shows or after-parties or meet and greets and the record was definitely not coming out next year. The shaky framework in which I had placed so much of my identity had finally collapsed. A few months later I received a call asking me to play at a benefit concert in the UK. The organization hosting the event was a small advocacy group that promoted social justice and awareness of the extreme poverty facing the council estates of England. I ended up staying an additional three weeks, playing everywhere they asked me to. Finally, the man who had founded the organization asked me if I might consider staying on for a while. He told me they could use someone like me to help them start an after school music program, and he said he really "dug" my music! I accepted his invitation and returned to stay one month later. Living with the poor people of Southampton's troubled Flowers estate is where I started to change. I lost track of my own disappointment as my concern grew deeper for others with problems much greater than my own. I began actively working to move through my hardship instead of waiting and wishing for it to end. Furthermore, I would eventually come to the understanding that it is often within the struggles of life where one finds the audacity to truly live it. Furthermore, I was declared cancer free two years later. Furthermore, I have chosen Media Studies (Mass Communications) as my major course of study. My interest in the subject has been life long and stems from my earliest years as a young child growing up on the road touring with my fathers rock band in the early seventies. Early exposure to the music business and my proximity to Los Angeles would fast track an early career as a singer-songwriter and performer. Practical life experience would include employment with two major music manufacturing firms and the publishing of titles featured on HBO, the WB and MTV networks. A deeper interest developed shortly after my return from England when I was asked to speak about my experiences at various public events. I began to realize that I had a story to tell with a message of hope and transformation that seemed to resonate with people. I became interested in a career that would encompass the capacity of public speaker, thinker and communicator. After I began my studies I gained a new appreciation for the roll of the media and its influence on American society. I believe that we have witnessed one of the most revolutionary advancements since Gutenberg and presently stand at the foot of one of the biggest opportunities for enlightenment since Jefferson began daydreaming, and I want to be a part of it. I came to recognize that issues like urban poverty and social injustice often stem from deeper more complex problems that plague modern society. Furthermore, I knew then that if I truly wanted to contribute something that would inspire any real change it would require from me more than an impassioned opinion and a three-minute pop song. It would take everything.
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Prompt: Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud and how does it relate to the person you are? Whether it be a long hike to work off the numerous calories we had eaten on Thanksgiving or just an early morning walk to start the day, a sense of calm washes over me every time I walk into the open space. The bridge which crosses over the creek and is covered by a canopy of tree branches provides some peace away from my crazy family. However, today my friends and I were heading up to the hills with a slightly different purpose in mind. Three different colors of paint now covered my bridge in graffiti. As a result of the graffiti, a small piece of the bridges beauty and tranquility disappeared. So, today my friends awoke at the insane hour of 7:30 am to help me bring the bridge back to its former beauty. After yawning loudly, I slowly pulled myself out of bed at 6:30 in the morning to prepare for my friends arrival. I clumsily, walked into the kitchen and began searching for the ingredients necessary to make scones. After making the scones, I chopped up fruit and got out some clean plates. Then I scrambled around the house gathering the tools my dad, tool expert of the family, had told me were necessary to rid a bridge of graffiti. With my backpack by the door and the scones out of the oven, all I had to do was wait for my friends. Eventually, my friends began to trickle into my house and eat the scones as we waited for everyone to arrive. Once we were all ready to go, I led them out my house and up the street to the trail head. After a ten minute walk we were at the bridge. Five minutes later, the work began. With sand paper in our hands and face masks covering our mouths, we got down on our knees and started to scrub away all the red, black and white paint covering the bridge. Three hours later, after we sang at least ten different songs and laughed dozens of times, the bridge was finally graffiti free. During this experience several people walked across the bridge and thanked us for cleaning up the graffiti. It was comforting to think that I was not the only person who cared in my community. Not only did I help to clean my bridge but I helped clean a bridge that belonged to many other people as well.
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Prompt: Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? Whether it be a long hike to work off the numerous calories we had eaten on Thanksgiving or just an early morning walk to start the day, a sense of calm washes over me every time I walk into the open space. The bridge which crosses over the creek and is covered by a canopy of tree branches provides some peace away from my crazy family. However, today my friends and I were heading up to the hills with a slightly different purpose in mind. Three different colors of paint now covered my bridge in graffiti. As a result of the graffiti, a small piece of the bridges beauty and tranquility disappeared. So, today my friends awoke at the insane hour of 7:30 am to help me bring the bridge back to its former beauty. After yawning loudly, I slowly pulled myself out of bed at 6:30 in the morning to prepare for my friends' arrival. I clumsily, walked into the kitchen and began searching for the ingredients necessary to make scones. After making the scones, I chopped up fruit and got out some clean plates. Then I scrambled around the house gathering the tools my dad, tool expert of the family, had told me were necessary to rid a bridge of graffiti. With my backpack by the door and the scones out of the oven, all I had to do was wait for my friends. Eventually, my friends began to trickle into my house and eat the scones as we waited for everyone to arrive. Once we were all ready to go, I led them out my house and up the street to the trail head. After a ten-minute walk we were at the bridge. Five minutes later, the work began. With sand paper in our hands and face masks covering our mouths, we got down on our knees and started to scrub away all the red, black and white paint covering the bridge. Three hours later, after we sang at least ten different songs and laughed dozens of times, the bridge was finally graffiti free. During this experience several people walked across the bridge and thanked us for cleaning up the graffiti. It was comforting to think that I was not the only person who cared in my community. Not only did I help to clean my bridge, but I helped clean a bridge that belonged to many other people as well.
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Thanks! Prompt: Describe the world you come from - for example, your family, community or school - and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations. Tryouts were about to start, so my best friend and I began to pass the ball back and forth. I was both excited and nervous for the tryouts to begin, but as soon as they started I felt exhilarated and ready to play. When the first day of tryouts finished my friend and I walked off the field laughing and talking about school. The next day, I walked onto the field ready to start warming up with my friend, but as soon as I joined her warm-up group, she became distant and cold. Immediately, I knew something was wrong. During the water break, she came over and apologized for her behavior, so I asked her what was wrong. Nervously, she confessed that her father, who was in the stands watching the tryouts, had told her earlier in the day not to practice or warm-up with me because I was in a lower division of soccer than her. According to her father, any association with me during tryouts reduced her chances of making it onto a team. Obviously, my best friend was torn between her father and me, so I told her everything was fine and went to play with another group of people. However, that night tears began to stream down my face as soon as I stepped inside our mini-van to go home. However, on Saturday, I proved my friend's father wrong because the results were posted and I was on the team. My division made no difference to the coaches and my skill landed me a spot on the team. A couple of weeks later, my team had a conditioning practice in order to get into shape. As soon as we all put on our tennis shoes the coach told as that we would be running a field ladder or in other words 3 miles. We all lined up on the track and as soon as our coach yelled start we began to run. I started out in the middle of the pack but each lap we ran I slowly began to pass many of my teammates. Once we were two-thirds of the way done a few people dropped out completely and sat down on the grass. By this time I was around one or two laps ahead of many of the people and only had a couple more laps to go. Finally, I was on my final lap and I could see my coach standing next to my friend's father at the finish line. Seeing his face brought back all the anger and sadness I had felt a couple weeks earlier, but this time instead of crying, I ran faster. As I crossed the finish line and passed him, I felt great because I had succeeded in out running my entire team. Just because I had been in a lower division did not make me lesser to rest of the team. The look on my friend's father's face afterwards proved that I had shown a class does not define me as a person. I will always aspire to accomplish my goals and not let people like him keep me from reaching my dreams.
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Thanks! Prompt: Describe the world you come from - for example, your family, community or school - and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations. Tryouts were about to start, so my best friend and I began to pass the ball back and forth. I was both excited and nervous for the tryouts to begin, but as soon as they started I felt exhilarated and ready to play. When the first day of tryouts finished my friend and I walked off the field laughing and talking about school. The next day, I walked onto the field ready to start warming up with my friend, but as soon as I joined her warm-up group, she became distant and cold. Immediately, I knew something was wrong. During the water break, she came over and apologized for her behavior, so I asked her what was wrong. Nervously, she confessed that her father, who was in the stands watching the tryouts, had told her earlier in the day not to practice or warm-up with me because I was in a lower division of soccer than her. According to her father, any association with me during tryouts reduced her chances of making it onto a team. Obviously, my best friend was torn between her father and me, so I told her everything was fine and went to play with another group of people. However, that night tears began to stream down my face as soon as I stepped inside our minivan to go home. However, on Saturday, I proved my friend's father wrong because the results were posted, and I was on the team. My division made no difference to the coaches and my skill landed me a spot on the team. A couple of weeks later, my team had a conditioning practice in order to get into shape. As soon as we all put on our tennis shoes the coach told as that we would be running a field ladder or in other words 3 miles. We all lined up on the track and as soon as our coach yelled start we began to run. I started out in the middle of the pack but each lap we ran I slowly began to pass many of my teammates. Once we were two-thirds of the way done a few people dropped out completely and sat down on the grass. By this time I was around one or two laps ahead of many of the people and only had a couple more laps to go. Finally, I was on my final lap and I could see my coach standing next to my friend's father at the finish line. Seeing his face brought back all the anger and sadness I had felt a couple of weeks earlier, but this time instead of crying, I ran faster. As I crossed the finish line and passed him, I felt great because I had succeeded in out running my entire team. Just because I had been in a lower division did not make me lesser to rest of the team. The look on my friend's father's face afterwards proved that I had shown a class does not define me as a person. I will always aspire to accomplish my goals and not let people like him keep me from reaching my dreams.
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My involvement began back in 2002 when I volunteered to work with the elders who were secluded to the slums of downtown. I grew up in Seattle, also known as one of the most hyper-segregated cities in America, and it seemed that these senior citizens were trapped within a refinement known as Chinatown. This experience helped me learn that even though these citizens were Americans, they were not allowed the same rights and treatment as "other" citizens. I came to learn that they have come a long way to live in a country that would not allow them to be free. Some were put in internment camps and some even had ancestors who built the transcontinental railroad. Asian people have struggled every since they first step foot onto US soil and seemingly are still struggling to survive everyday life. It seems that the history of Asians never made it to the high school student's curriculum, but the stories that I heard were astounding and eye opening. As my interest in my culture blossomed, I began to focus my attention to the success of Asian American Professionals and hate crimes. After joining the National Association of Asian American Professionals, I became surrounded by people who, with the support of the community, have broken through the glass ceiling. Getting to know politicians along with professionals has taught me that even with disadvantages; I can accomplish anything with a good education, a solid goal, and an unfaltering determination. My interest in hate crimes have also evolved since 2008 due to the fact that one of my close friends was shot down by the La Habra police for supposedly refusing arrest. Since the police stated that he was refusing arrest, they shot him ten times and killed him on the spot. I wondered if the police was doing what they were supposed to, then why did the FBI confiscate the only videotape of what happened that day. Hate crimes and the achievements of Asians in society has fueled my curiosity and helped expand my awareness of societal issues. My interest in Asian American studies has intensely developed over the past several years through volunteering, involvement in the National Asian American Professionals foundation, and through personal experiences. Growing up, I was not exposed to my culture much, so it has been a very big culture shock to be able to be around other people in the community who can share their experiences, their knowledge, and their histories.
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My involvement began back in 2002 when I volunteered to work with the elders who were secluded to the slums of downtown. I grew up in Seattle, also known as one of the most hyper-segregated cities in America, and it seemed that these senior citizens were trapped within a refinement known as Chinatown. This experience helped me learn that even though these citizens were Americans, they were not allowed the same rights and treatment as "other" citizens. I came to learn that they have come a long way to live in a country that would not allow them to be free. Some were put in internment camps and some even had ancestors who built the transcontinental railroad. Asian people have struggled ever since they first step foot onto US soil and seemingly are still struggling to survive everyday life. It seems that the history of Asians never made it to the high school student's curriculum, but the stories that I heard were astounding and eye-opening. As my interest in my culture blossomed, I began to focus my attention to the success of Asian American Professionals and hate crimes. After joining the National Association of Asian American Professionals, I became surrounded by people who, with the support of the community, have broken through the glass ceiling. Getting to know politicians along with professionals has taught me that even with disadvantages; I can accomplish anything with a good education, a solid goal, and an unfaltering determination. My interest in hate crimes have also evolved since 2008 due to the fact that one of my close friends was shot down by the La Habra police for supposedly refusing arrest. Since the police stated that he was refusing arrest, they shot him ten times and killed him on the spot. I wondered if the police was doing what they were supposed to, then why did the FBI confiscate the only videotape of what happened that day. Hate crimes and the achievements of Asians in society has fueled my curiosity and helped expand my awareness of societal issues. My interest in Asian American studies has intensely developed over the past several years through volunteering, involvement in the National Asian American Professionals foundation, and through personal experiences. Growing up, I was not exposed to my culture much, so it has been a very big culture shock to be able to be around other people in the community who can share their experiences, their knowledge, and their histories.
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---------------------------------------------- Among all of my qualities and talents, I feel that diligence, responsibility and perseverance are the most important qualities to me. It provided me with an opportunity to develop myself into a person that is highly motivated and eager to participate in new tasks & challenges. From a young age, I have always had a keen interest in monetary matters and have developed a genuine interest in the field of economics. Thus, when I entered junior college two years ago, I decided to take up economics as one of my subjects to build up fundamentals and prepare myself for college courses. Indeed, I was intrigued by the mechanisms behind those economic concepts and the analytical approach required by the study of economics. However, as this subject was one which I had never taken before, thus there was a long time when I struggled with my economics classes. Nevertheless, I told myself that I should not throw in the towel that easily; instead I made it as a challenge for myself and set it as the obstacle that I had to face. I understand that being responsible for my studies and putting my best foot forward are essential if I want to excel in this subject. I realize that if my grades did not meet my standards, it just mean that I did not try hard enough; I did not study hard enough. I want to be the protagonist in my own life instead of being an antagonist. My ambitions for college have been cultivated in this vision of always studying and advancing and any obstacle obstructing me must be defeated. Therefore, with my passion for economics and sheer determination, I kept myself busy by reading up more on economics reference books, economic- related magazines and consulting my economics tutor in my own time. My resolve was proven when I finally managed to break the glass ceiling and receive outstanding grades for economics. I continued to receive good grades in this subject for the duration of my study in junior college. Now I am proud of myself. Overcoming these challenges taught me about persistence and about being unfaltering in the face of adversities. Today, I would often try to push myself even more so that I can face new opponents and when I want to pursue something, I will charge forward like an enraged ram, dashing until my ambitions are met. Every new struggle and challenge changes a person. It breeds character and prepares the individual for the next obstacle in the game of life. My background has allowed me to have the ability to take pride in my work and appreciate the opportunities I have been presented with. With the confidence and unbreakable perseverance I have developed triumphing over all of these difficulties, I know these qualities will help me excel in college and it will undoubtedly allow me to succeed in any facet of life. -------------------------------------------- Thank you! Any comments will be very much appreciated :D
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---------------------------------------------- Among all of my qualities and talents, I feel that diligence, responsibility and perseverance are the most important qualities to me. It provided me with an opportunity to develop myself into a person that is highly motivated and eager to participate in new tasks camp; challenges. From a young age, I have always had a keen interest in monetary matters and have developed a genuine interest in the field of economics. Thus, when I entered junior college two years ago, I decided to take up economics as one of my subjects to build up fundamentals and prepare myself for college courses. Indeed, I was intrigued by the mechanisms behind those economic concepts and the analytical approach required by the study of economics. However, as this subject was one which I had never taken before, thus there was a long time when I struggled with my economics classes. Nevertheless, I told myself that I should not throw in the towel that easily; instead I made it as a challenge for myself and set it as the obstacle that I had to face. I understand that being responsible for my studies and putting my best foot forward are essential if I want to excel in this subject. I realize that if my grades did not meet my standards, it just means that I did not try hard enough; I did not study hard enough. Furthermore, I want to be the protagonist in my own life instead of being an antagonist. My ambitions for college have been cultivated in this vision of always studying and advancing and any obstacle obstructing me must be defeated. Therefore, with my passion for economics and sheer determination, I kept myself busy by reading up more on economics reference books, economic-related magazines and consulting my economics tutor in my own time. My resolve was proven when I finally managed to break the glass ceiling and receive outstanding grades for economics. I continued to receive good grades in this subject for the duration of my study in junior college. Now I am proud of myself. Overcoming these challenges taught me about persistence and about being unfaltering in the face of adversities. Today, I would often try to push myself even more so that I can face new opponents and when I want to pursue something, I will charge forward like an enraged ram, dashing until my ambitions are met. Every new struggle and challenge changes a person. It breeds character and prepares the individual for the next obstacle in the game of life. My background has allowed me to have the ability to take pride in my work and appreciate the opportunities I have been presented with. With the confidence and unbreakable perseverance I have developed triumphing over all of these difficulties, I know these qualities will help me excel in college, and it will undoubtedly allow me to succeed in any facet of life. -------------------------------------------- Thank you! Any comments will be very much appreciated :D
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I'm having some trouble finding my voice with this essay and I'm wondering if I have properly responded to the prompt. What is your intended major? Discuss how your interest in the subject developed and describe any experience you have had in the field - such as volunteer work, internships and employment, participation in student organizations and activities - and what you have gained from your involvement. Any advice on changes or improvements I could make would be appreciated. Please do not hesitate to be very critical. Thanks in advance to anyone taking the time to read it. All day the snow had been falling. Not a soul was on the streets as I made my way from the train station towards the apartment I rented in the suburbs of Tokyo, Japan. I had just returned from an extended trip to my hometown in southern California. I was refreshed, sun burnt, and felt strangely out of place carrying a surfboard in such an environment. I might have felt embarrassed had it not been New Years Day, which meant that the entire city was shut down. An odd feeling overcame me as I rounded the narrow alleyway that was used to access the entrance of the old wooden apartment where I lived. The building, which had survived World War Two, and housed a variety of different tenants and one foreigner, was no longer standing. In its place stood an empty lot cordoned off with yellow tape. My initial reaction was that I had made a wrong turn and had taken the wrong street. But after standing there in disbelief for several minutes an old man approached and began speaking to me. I had no idea what he was trying to tell me. I had been in Japan one year, but still had not learned even the basics of conversation. He kept repeating the same word over and over so I looked it up in the pocket dictionary I always carried. Kaji, kaji he said, it meant fire. What had happened to my apartment was starting to make sense. I had lost all my possessions and was alone in a foreign city, but I was determined to survive. In the weeks that followed I found myself reaching outside my comfort zone and interacting with people from all walks of life. First with the police to file a report, then with the landlord of a new apartment, then finally with the old man who had taught me the Japanese word for fire. A link with the community around me had been formed, and in spite of my limited communication skills I actually began to feel comfortable fumbling my way through conversation. As my language skills grew stronger I continued to adapt to this different culture and felt a renewed sense of confidence. Embracing these challenges allowed me to improve my skills quite rapidly, and I ultimately found employment with a Japanese advertising agency. Initially the scope of my work consisted of correcting advertising literature for Japanese food and beverage companies. Gradually I gained the trust of my employer and I was transferred to the market research department where I learned the fundamentals of market research and advertising strategies. After a period of five years I was ready for a change and accepted employment with the telecommunications company NTT. The position was challenging and required working long hours in a demanding environment where I was the only non-Japanese employee. This position presented me with a tremendous opportunity to expand on my background in advertising and marketing, and I gained knowledge in human relations, sales, investor relations and technology issues as the sole international representative of the company. During this time I had extensive contact with my colleagues, this allowed me to both improve my Japanese skills and to also teach them the fundamentals of speaking English. Our weekly after work language exchanges gradually developed into a cultural experience which had a large influence in shaping the person I am today. I had always been fascinated by history, and during this time I made a decision to one day return to school to history formally and lay a foundation for a career in education. Without question, having an opportunity to attend UCSB to pursue at degree in history would be a dream come true. By approaching my return to college with the same level of dedication and enthusiasm I displayed learning a foreign language and working for the past fifteen years I'm confident I have what it takes to excel as a member of the UCSB student body.
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I'm having some trouble finding my voice with this essay, and I'm wondering if I have properly responded to the prompt. What is your intended major? Discuss how your interest in the subject developed and describe any experience you have had in the field - such as volunteer work, internships and employment, participation in student organizations and activities - and what you have gained from your involvement. Any advice on changes or improvements I could make would be appreciated. Please do not hesitate to be very critical. Thanks in advance to anyone taking the time to read it. All day the snow had been falling. Not a soul was on the streets as I made my way from the train station towards the apartment I rented in the suburbs of Tokyo, Japan. I had just returned from an extended trip to my hometown in southern California. I was refreshed, sun burnt, and felt strangely out of place carrying a surfboard in such an environment. Furthermore, I might have felt embarrassed had it not been New Year's Day, which meant that the entire city was shut down. An odd feeling overcame me as I rounded the narrow alleyway that was used to access the entrance of the old wooden apartment where I lived. The building, which had survived World War Two, and housed a variety of different tenants and one foreigner, was no longer standing. In its place stood an empty lot cordoned off with yellow tape. My initial reaction was that I had made a wrong turn and had taken the wrong street. But after standing there in disbelief for several minutes an old man approached and began speaking to me. I had no idea what he was trying to tell me. I had been in Japan one year, but still had not learned even the basics of conversation. He kept repeating the same word over and over, so I looked it up in the pocket dictionary I always carried. Kanji, kanji he said, it meant fire. What had happened to my apartment was starting to make sense? I had lost all my possessions and was alone in a foreign city, but I was determined to survive. In the weeks that followed I found myself reaching outside my comfort zone and interacting with people from all walks of life. First with the police to file a report, then with the landlord of a new apartment, then finally with the old man who had taught me the Japanese word for fire. A link with the surrounding community had been formed, and in spite of my limited communication skills I actually began to feel comfortable fumbling my way through conversation. As my language skills grew stronger I continued to adapt to this different culture and felt a renewed sense of confidence. Embracing these challenges allowed me to improve my skills quite rapidly, and I ultimately found employment with a Japanese advertising agency. Initially the scope of my work consisted of correcting advertising literature for Japanese food and beverage companies. Gradually I gained the trust of my employer, and I was transferred to the market research department where I learned the fundamentals of market research and advertising strategies. After a period of five years I was ready for a change and accepted employment with the telecommunications company NTT. The position was challenging and required working long hours in a demanding environment where I was the only non-Japanese employee. This position presented me with a tremendous opportunity to expand on my background in advertising and marketing, and I gained knowledge in human relations, sales, investor relations and technology issues as the sole international representative of the company. During this time I had extensive contact with my colleagues, this allowed me to both improve my Japanese skills and to also teach them the fundamentals of speaking English. Our weekly after work language exchanges gradually developed into a cultural experience which had a large influence in shaping the person I am today. I had always been fascinated by history, and during this time I made a decision to one day return to school to history formally and lay a foundation for a career in education. Without question, having an opportunity to attend UCSB to pursue at degree in history would be a dream come true. By approaching my return to college with the same level of dedication and enthusiasm I displayed learning a foreign language and working for the past fifteen years I'm confident I have what it takes to excel as a member of the UCSB student body.
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One summer vacation, my mother told me that we were going for a trip to the Himalayas with a few family friends. It was a good 14-hour drive and we left soon after sunrise. By the evening, all the excitement died down and everyone fell off to sleep. Having slept enough the previous night I started chatting with the driver. Suddenly I saw flames emerging from something that seemed like a cave. I had heard a story that sometimes flames would start emerging from the Himalayas and was supposed to be an indication to God's presence on earth. At that time I had dismissed the story saying that it was apocryphal. But my curiosity took over and I decided that since we were nearly there, a short detour would not take much time. I started directing the driver towards the cave and he did so very hesitatingly. The road to the cave was not made properly and there were no streetlights. But soon we were there. I could see many flames emerging from the corners of the cave. Soon everyone got up and were really surprised to see this cave. I told the driver to stop so that I could see it from inside. My mother was very angry with me but on seeing this sight she was totally in awe of it. I had never imagined that a mystical tale would actually turn into reality. Though I had delayed the trip by almost 2 hours, it was completely worth it and it felt like I was living a dream.
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One summer vacation, my mother told me that we were going for a trip to the Himalayas with a few family friends. It was a good 14-hour drive, and we left soon after sunrise. By the evening, all the excitement died down and everyone fell off to sleep. Having slept enough the previous night I started chatting with the driver. Suddenly I saw flames emerging from something that seemed like a cave. I had heard a story that sometimes flames would start emerging from the Himalayas and was supposed to be an indication to God's presence on earth. At that time I had dismissed the story saying that it was apocryphal. But my curiosity took over, and I decided that since we were nearly there, a short detour would not take much time. I started directing the driver towards the cave and he did so very hesitatingly. The road to the cave was not made properly and there were no streetlights. But soon we were there. I could see many flames emerging from the corners of the cave. Soon everyone got up and were really surprised to see this cave. I told the driver to stop so that I could see it from inside. My mother was very angry with me but on seeing this sight she was totally in awe of it. I had never imagined that a mystical tale would actually turn into reality. Though I had delayed the trip by almost 2 hours, it was completely worth it, and it felt like I was living a dream.
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As I felt the sweat drench my palms and the quiver in my legs, I prepared myself to give a seventy-six minute presentation on the immune system to my AP Biology class. Although I had been rehearsing for days, I still made last minute scans over my PowerPoint and thought about how my teacher had told me that the immune system was the hardest chapter and I had to do an exceptional job of teaching it to the class. As I finished my presentation, I was surprised to learn that most of my classmates had achieved a strong grasp of the material and I had done a great job of teaching it. I had taken my teachers advice and presented the material in a concise and easy to understand format so all the students would be able to understand the difficult concepts. As my teacher called me up to congratulate me on my difficult feat, I thanked him for his helpful advice and realized the unforgettable lesson I had learned regarding intellectual diversity. Through the help of my teacher, I learned that not everyone speaks, writes, or even talks the same way I do, and many times, it takes simple terms and concepts to convey a concept theory. Because of the many experiences I have had, I have achieved a greater appreciation of intellectual diversity and will therefore be able to strengthen the diversity at the University of Michigan.
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As I felt the sweat drench my palms and the quiver in my legs, I prepared myself to give a seventy-six-minute presentation on the immune system to my AP Biology class. Although I had been rehearsing for days, I still made last minute scans over my PowerPoint and thought about how my teacher had told me that the immune system was the hardest chapter and I had to do an exceptional job of teaching it to the class. As I finished my presentation, I was surprised to learn that most of my classmates had achieved a strong grasp of the material and I had done a great job of teaching it. I had taken my teachers advice and presented the material in a concise and easy to understand format so all the students would be able to understand the difficult concepts. As my teacher called me up to congratulate me on my difficult feat, I thanked him for his helpful advice and realized the unforgettable lesson I had learned regarding intellectual diversity. Through the help of my teacher, I learned that not everyone speaks, writes, or even talks the same way I do, and many times, it takes simple terms and concepts to convey a concept theory. Because of the many experiences I have had, I have achieved a greater appreciation of intellectual diversity and will therefore be able to strengthen the diversity at the University of Michigan.
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On the 26th of July 2005, my mother woke me up early for school. I did so very hesitatingly and went to school. The day went off with the daily routine and soon it was time for us to go home. Unfortunately I had forgotten my raincoat. It was raining very heavily and the roads were waterlogged. Being used to heavy downfalls in Mumbai, I did not worry. Suddenly a turn of events took place and my not-so-interesting day became one of the most eventful days of my life. On our way back, it started raining cats and dogs. The bus had barely moved a mile when the bus conductor told us that the bus got spoiled because of excessive water logging. Some of the small kids in the bus started crying, as they were hungry and wanted to go back home. We were helpless as the bus was stuck in the middle of nowhere. One of my friends thought that it would be better to walk home than spend the night in the bus without food and water. Being the senior students we had the responsibility of the younger students. We did not know what to do with the kids as they were very small and would not be able to walk it home. I then remembered that there was a school nearby and I was sure that they would allow at least the kids to spend the night there. We decided to take the main road there as we were sure that the by lanes would be flooded. We formed a human chain and held on to each other tightly. The kids were surprising pretty supportive and understood the gravity of the situation without making a fuss. On my way there, I experienced another side of my city. In a city where some people do not even know their neighbours, people in the buildings nearby were offering a lot of help. They were giving water, biscuits, tea and other things to the various people walking to their home. Some people also offered shelter. It was a very scary experience and the rain was so heavy that it would even hurt the body. Some people warned us about the open manhole in the road. Soon we reached the school and since there was not much place, we decided to drop the younger kids there and walk it back home. The 8 miles back home was very difficult and took us a lot of time. The water I some places was about four to five feet deep and the sight was very disturbing. We could see many floating bodies of not only street animals but also of some humans, mostly kids. It was mentally upsetting and traumatising for weeks after the incident. Many people lost their lives and families were broken. This incident has shaped me as a person. Luckily, my family was home as they had heard about the catastrophe in the news and headed home immediately. I have become a stronger individual. I can face situations without panicking. I used to always be a negative person and always thought pessimistically. But that day I learnt to be positive and see the glass half full and not half empty. Besides your views on this, can you please tell me if it is relevant to the topic and if its good enough ?
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On the 26th of July 2005, my mother woke me up early for school. I did so very hesitatingly and went to school. The day went off with the daily routine, and soon it was time for us to go home. Unfortunately I had forgotten my raincoat. It was raining very heavily and the roads were waterlogged. Being used to heavy downfalls in Mumbai, I did not worry. Suddenly a turn of events took place and my not-so-interesting day became one of the most eventful days of my life. On our way back, it started raining cats and dogs. The bus had barely moved a mile when the bus conductor told us that the bus got spoiled because of excessive water logging. Some small kids in the bus started crying, as they were hungry and wanted to go back home. We were helpless as the bus was stuck in the middle of nowhere. One of my friends thought that it would be better to walk home than spend the night in the bus without food and water. Being the senior students we had the responsibility of the younger students. We did not know what to do with the kids as they were very small and would not be able to walk it home. I then remembered that there was a school nearby, and I was sure that they would allow at least the kids to spend the night there. We decided to take the main road there as we were sure that the by lanes would be flooded. We formed a human chain and held on to each other tightly. The kids were surprising pretty supportive and understood the gravity of the situation without making a fuss. On my way there, I experienced another side of my city. In a city where some people do not even know their neighbors, people in the buildings nearby were offering a lot of help. They were giving water, biscuits, tea and other things to the various people walking to their home. Some people also offered shelter. It was a very scary experience and the rain was so heavy that it would even hurt the body. Some people warned us about the open manhole in the road. Soon we reached the school and since there was not much place, we decided to drop the younger kids there and walk it back home. The 8 miles back home was very difficult and took us a lot of time. The water I some places was about four to five feet deep and the sight was very disturbing. We could see many floating bodies of not only street animals but also of some humans, mostly kids. It was mentally upsetting and traumatizing for weeks after the incident. Many people lost their lives and families were broken. This incident has shaped me as a person. Luckily, my family was home as they had heard about the catastrophe in the news and headed home immediately. I have become a stronger individual. I can face situations without panicking. Furthermore, I used to always be a negative person and always thought pessimistically. But that day I learned to be positive and see the glass half full and not half empty. Besides your views on this, can you please tell me if it is relevant to the topic and if its good enough ?
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The difference between me and other kids were watching Charles Chaplin's movies and going exhibitions or watching educational video and listening peers. On account of my parents, who work in the movie industry and hold exhibition regularly, it was very natural to me being exposed in art and got interest in it. For this reason, my parents knew that I will be a part of them. Come across, special moment that made up my mine came to me. When I was young, I met a famous designer as interior and theme park design. Meeting him effects on me to have desire for interior design. What I learn from him is about the history of design and meaning which is developed along with human's history. After that, I started to read all kind of magazines. It does not matter whether it is about interior or fashion I read them as long as I could learn about the interior. Everything involved with like listen to the music, watching movies and reading books effect on my work. I often get the inspiration from people who pass by and views watching from the bus around. The second moment that made up my mine was when I was a high school student. I had chance to volunteer with "Habitat" to building houses for the homeless. It was not just building houses for them but giving comfort and hope to them. With this experience, I realized the necessity of understanding about human and knowledge of design. Creativity and unique are the words that I am looking for in my art as well as contains the meaning and moral. The realization of my hope needs professional help that is why I am applying to your school. My goal while I am in your school is make myself colorful and widen my knowledge about interior design. Study in your school with professional professors and students who have different past would enhance my career. I would like to stand up myself with own feet after graduate and have variety experiences in the real field. Then I would like to be called as interior designer for human.
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The difference between me and other kids were watching Charles Chaplin's movies and going exhibitions or watching educational video and listening peers. On account of my parents, who work in the movie industry and hold exhibition regularly, it was very natural to me being exposed in art and got interest in it. For this reason, my parents knew that I will be a part of them. Come across, special moment that made up my mine came to me. When I was young, I met a famous designer as interior and theme park design. Meeting him effects on me to have desire for interior design. What I learn from him is about the history of design and meaning which is developed along with human's history. After that, I started to read all kind of magazines. It does not matter whether it is about interior or fashion I read them as long as I could learn about the interior. Everything involved with like listen to the music, watching movies and reading books effect on my work. I often get the inspiration from people who pass by and views watching from the bus around. The second moment that made up my mine was when I was a high school student. I had chance to volunteer with "Habitat" to building houses for the homeless. It was not just building houses for them but giving comfort and hope to them. With this experience, I realized the necessity of understanding about human and knowledge of design. Creativity and unique are the words that I am looking for in my art as well as contains the meaning and moral. The realization of my hope needs professional help that is why I am applying to your school. My goal while I am in your school is make myself colorful and widen my knowledge about interior design. Study in your school with professional professors and students who have different past would enhance my career. I would like to stand up myself with own feet after graduate and have variety experiences in the real field. Then I would like to be called as interior designer for human.
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I am prone to mistakes; I am not perfect or a genius. Mistakes are unpredictable, it comes when I least expect it and at the worst times, but when it does occur I am always prepared to take it on. No matter how small and insignificant or large and annoying the mistake, I will always persevere. Like a really long physics equation, one mistake can ruin the whole problem. I would not be franticly erasing my work that was so meticulously scribbled down but would be calmly assessing the damage done to my paper. Even though it was already midnight, I would try diligently to find my errors. Even if it takes forever to figure out the problem I always attempt to come up with a solution to my mistakes. The mistakes that are made by me can come at the worst times, but when it does happen I am always prepared for the long fight. The mistakes that I make does affect the people around me. Whether it is at band or at home what I do does have a positive or negative consequence. When I played my trombone past a designated measure, even though the director told us to cut off at a specific measure, the band would get punished for my mistake. I would be called out by Mr. Bowden and everyone would do some grueling push ups. Even at home, when I forget to do the laundry, my parents would collectively punish my siblings, and me even though it was my own fault. But what I learned was that everyone is connected, even though I was the one who made the mistake, that by punishing everyone I would not make the mistake twice so that others would not have to suffer to my follies. There were times when I brought about my own mistakes. I could have prevented it but due to my teenage attitude I allowed it to happen. When I was asked by my mother to cook rice, I would hastily get the rice pot, scoop rice into it, strain the rice in water until clean, measure how much water to put into the rice pot and place it inside the rice cooker. I had no care in the world for what was to become of the rice. At dinner I opened the rice cooker and saw soggy rice. The rice was edible but the experience of swallowing wet rice was not pleasant. Neither my family or I enjoyed the meal but because the rice was still edible we still consumed it. Though I cooked the rice poorly, I learned that I hated soggy rice and that if I had taken the time to do the task at hand I would not have to pay for it in the end. My mistakes allow me to improve myself as a person. It defines my world and my character. It allows me to better my personality, my work ethics, and my life. Without a world of mistakes I would be lost in a puddle of my own self-arrogance. As I say good-bye to my world, I enter the real world full of adventure and more mistakes ahead for me to better myself.
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I am prone to mistakes; I am not perfect or a genius. Mistakes are unpredictable, it comes when I least expect it and at the worst times, but when it does occur I am always prepared to take it on. No matter how small and insignificant or large and annoying the mistake, I will always persevere. Like a really long physics equation, one mistake can ruin the whole problem. I would not be frantic erasing my work that was so meticulously scribbled down but would be calmly assessing the damage done to my paper. Even though it was already midnight, I would try diligently to find my errors. Even if it takes forever to figure out the problem I always attempt to come up with a solution to my mistakes. The mistakes that are made by me can come at the worst times, but when it does happen I am always prepared for the long fight. The mistakes that I make does affect the people around me. Whether it is at band or at home what I do does have a positive or negative consequence. When I played my trombone past a designated measure, even though the director told us to cut off at a specific measure, the band would get punished for my mistake. I would be called out by Mr. Bowden and everyone would do some grueling push-ups. Even at home, when I forget to do the laundry, my parents would collectively punish my siblings, and me even though it was my own fault. But what I learned was that everyone is connected, even though I was the one who made the mistake, that by punishing everyone I would not make the mistake twice so that others would not have to suffer to my follies. There were times when I brought about my own mistakes. I could have prevented it but due to my teenage attitude I allowed it to happen. When I was asked by my mother to cook rice, I would hastily get the rice pot, scoop rice into it, strain the rice in water until clean, measure how much water to put into the rice pot and place it inside the rice cooker. I had no care in the world for what was to become of the rice. At dinner, I opened the rice cooker and saw soggy rice. The rice was edible but the experience of swallowing wet rice was not pleasant. Neither my family nor I enjoyed the meal but because the rice was still edible we still consumed it. Though I cooked the rice poorly, I learned that I hated soggy rice and that if I had taken the time to do the task at hand I would not have to pay for it in the end. My mistakes allow me to improve myself as a person. It defines my world and my character. It allows me to better my personality, my work ethics, and my life. Without a world of mistakes I would be lost in a puddle of my own self-arrogance. As I say goodbye to my world, I enter the real world full of adventure and more mistakes ahead for me to better myself.
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I am the youngest of eight children; the first to be born in the U.S. At the age of seven I had to move in with Mario, my oldest sibling, because my parents decided to return to Mexico. U.S.A is, after all, the country of opportunities; many doors open to a higher education and a decent life. To receive my education in American schools, in 1998 my brother became my legal guardian. In the beginning it was hard not having my parents, but maintaining focus on my goals gave me the strength and audacity to keep moving forward. Since my parents have not been around for the past ten years, I have learned to become independent. I have learned to appreciate my brother Mario as my own father. In addition, it was necessary for me to have more open communication with him so that we were on the same page: academics first. As a result, I can easily converse with people whom I do not know. Entering one of the university's where there are going be classmates from all over the world, will be easy collaborating with them since I have developed good communicating skills. When I have finally achieved my goals, I know my family will be proud. The only thing my siblings want in return from their efforts in helping me is carrying out my intended major, but I plan giving back in any possible way. After majoring, it will be easier to bring my mom and dad back to the U.S and showing them the fruits of their labor. I cannot wait for that day to arrive. Word count: 422
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I am the youngest of eight children; the first to be born in the U.S. At the age of seven I had to move in with Mario, my oldest sibling, because my parents decided to return to Mexico. U.S.A. is, after all, the country of opportunities; many doors open to a higher education and a decent life. To receive my education in American schools, in 1998 my brother became my legal guardian. In the beginning it was hard not having my parents, but maintaining focus on my goals gave me the strength and audacity to keep moving forward. Since my parents have not been around for the past ten years, I have learned to become independent. I have learned to appreciate my brother Mario as my own father. In addition, it was necessary for me to have more open communication with him so that we were on the same page: academics first. As a result, I can easily converse with people whom I do not know. Entering one of the university's where there are going be classmates from all over the world, will be easy collaborating with them since I have developed good communicating skills. When I have finally achieved my goals, I know my family will be proud. The only thing my siblings want in return from their efforts in helping me is carrying out my intended major, but I plan giving back in any possible way. After majoring, it will be easier to bring my mom and dad back to the U.S. and showing them the fruits of their labor. I cannot wait for that day to arrive. Word count: 422
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"It is a greater work to educate a child, in the true and larger sense of the word, than to rule a state." Choose one extracurricular activity, work experience, or community service project from the list you provided on the application and explain why you initially chose it, why you continued with it, and how you benefited from it. It is greater work to educate a child, in the true and larger sense of the word, than to rule a state."My Grandfather had a firm belief in this and also spent his last years teaching poor children of a nearby village. I always looked up to him and wanted to follow his footsteps. Luckily I got this opportunity in my twelfth grade. A street children's school had just started in my locality and needed volunteers. I readily went forward to help them. Coming from a semi-developed country, I realized that the root cause of poverty is the lack of proper education. In the beginning I thought that it would be difficult for me to get enough time to teach the students, but once I started teaching them, I found immense satisfaction and time. Till now I always thought that it would be me who would have to teach them worldly things, but I was proved wrong. Everyday has been a different learning experience. Things like one Rupee which had no value for me, has so much value for them. Even a small toffee lights up their face. Some of them don't get to study after daylight due to electricity cuts. So they refrain from wasting time doing other things that are not constructive. Though they are weak and backward in studies, they are very loving, affectionate and ready to learn. Although they don't pay high fees, they still know how to appreciate the value of education. I have learnt to respect and value time and money from them. They have taught me to be thankful for the various things that both God and my parents have given me, like education, shelter and clothes. I have become less demanding and do take out time everyday to thank God. Earlier I used to take things for granted and thought life was a cakewalk, but now I have realized that whatever I want in life has to be earned for and I should become independent. I wonder if the children know how much they have taught me; that patience is learned and persistence pays off in the end.
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"It is a greater work to educate a child, in the true and larger sense of the word, than to rule a state." Choose one extracurricular activity, work experience, or community service project from the list you provided on the application and explain why you initially chose it, why you continued with it, and how you benefited from it. It is greater work to educate a child, in the true and larger sense of the word, than to rule a state." My Grandfather had a firm belief in this and also spent his last years teaching poor children of a nearby village. I always looked up to him and wanted to follow his footsteps. Luckily I got this opportunity in my twelfth grade. A street children's school had just started in my locality and needed volunteers. I readily went forward to help them. Coming from a semi-developed country, I realized that the root cause of poverty is the lack of proper education. In the beginning I thought that it would be difficult for me to get enough time to teach the students, but once I started teaching them, I found immense satisfaction and time. Till now, I always thought that it would be me who would have to teach them worldly things, but I was proved wrong. Every day has been a different learning experience. Things like one Rupee which had no value for me, has so much value for them. Even a small toffee lights up their face. Some of them don't get to study after daylight due to electricity cuts. So they refrain from wasting time doing other things that are not constructive. Though they are weak and backward in studies, they are very loving, affectionate and ready to learn. Although they don't pay high fees, they still know how to appreciate the value of education. I have learned to respect and value time and money from them. They have taught me to be thankful for the various things that both God and my parents have given me, like education, shelter and clothes. I have become less demanding and do take out time every day to thank God. Earlier I used to take things for granted and thought life was a cakewalk, but now I have realized that whatever I want in life has to be earned for, and I should become independent. I wonder if the children know how much they have taught me; that patience is learned and persistence pays off in the end.
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"If you cant excel with talent, triumph with effort" When I was in the 7th grade, my art teacher told us that each one of us had the opportunity to give the Elementary drawing examination. There was going to be a three-month intensive training after which we would be fully prepared for it. A few of my friends and I thought there would be no harm trying for it and it would only help us. The training for the examination started in a week and all of us were very excited about it. The teachers told us that there were 3 parts to the examination-memory, technical and color. We thought that this would be pretty simple as we were already doing technical as a part of our school syllabus. In the beginning I thought I could manage but then when we started getting to the depth of it, I realised that it was quite difficult. I tried my level best and always found myself in a fix when we had to draw something from memory as I could not always draw what I had in mind. But I still tried. All the other students were always eager and waiting to showcase their talent whereas I always hid my work from the others. Soon I was convinced that I had no talent for drawing. I decided to speak to my teacher about this. She suggested that I continue with it and give it my best. It was very difficult to not let the fact that all my classmates were much better than me, deter me from putting my heart and soul into it. I used to practice everyday and strived to improve. Eventually it ended up being more motivating than de-motivating for me. I was very nervous before the examination, but I gave it my best shot. Though the exam went off well, it was not good enough. I got more than I expected and I did very well in my color section. Later I took up painting as an extra curricular activity. I only concentrated on oil paintings and stained glass as I really enjoyed that. Today, I have made almost made 4 oil paintings and about 8 stained glass paintings. Everybody who has seen these paintings have really appreciated them and can hardly believe that these paintings were made by a person who had no talent for drawing. I always thought that talent and situation were more paying than hard work, but after my experience I believe that if someone wants something he can always achieve it irrespective of talent or situations.
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"If you can't excel with talent, triumph with effort" When I was in the 7th grade, my art teacher told us that each one of us had the opportunity to give the Elementary drawing examination. There was going to be a three-month intensive training after which we would be fully prepared for it. A few of my friends and I thought there would be no harm trying for it, and it would only help us. The training for the examination started in a week and all of us were very excited about it. The teachers told us that there were 3 parts to the examination-memory, technical and color. We thought that this would be pretty simple as we were already doing technical as a part of our school syllabus. In the beginning I thought I could manage but then when we started getting to the depth of it, I realized that it was quite difficult. I tried my level best and always found myself in a fix when we had to draw something from memory as I could not always draw what I had in mind. But I still tried. All the other students were always eager and waiting to showcase their talent whereas I always hid my work from the others. Soon I was convinced that I had no talent for drawing. I decided to speak to my teacher about this. She suggested that I continue with it and give it my best. It was very difficult to not let the fact that all my classmates were much better than me, deter me from putting my heart and soul into it. I used to practice every day and strived to improve. Eventually it ended up being more motivating than demotivating for me. I was very nervous before the examination, but I gave it my best shot. Though the exam went off well, it was not good enough. I got more than I expected, and I did very well in my color section. Later I took up painting as an extracurricular activity. I only concentrated on oil paintings and stained-glass as I really enjoyed that. Today, I have made almost made 4 oil paintings and about 8 stained-glass paintings. Everybody who has seen these paintings have really appreciated them and can hardly believe that these paintings were made by a person who had no talent for drawing. I always thought that talent and situation were more paying than hard work, but after my experience I believe that if someone wants something he can always achieve it irrespective of talent or situations.
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I was born in Salinas, California and I am an only child. It was not easy growing up because most of the time I was by myself and had very few friends. I grew up as a very quiet and timid person. It has hard growing up because I did not have close friends in which I could talk to. My first year in high school was a very hard year for me. I did not have many friends and I was mostly by myself. As time went by, I started making new friends but I was still the same quiet and timid person. This past summer, I worked at a theme park. The experience that I had changed me in a way. I made a lot of new friends and I was not that same quiet and timid person that I was before. I had more self confidence and did not feel alone anymore. My family has been a big part of my life. My dad has been a big influence on me. He has taught me that everything is possible and that I can accomplish all my goals. Growing up was not easy for me. When I first went to school, I had a lot of trouble because I did not speak English. I did not have friends to help me with my homework and I spent about two hours with my dad just to do one worksheet. He himself did not speak English and really had a hard time. Although it was hard for him, he never gave up and helped me throughout my first two years of school. My mom has also been a big influence on me. She has helped me so much throughout my life, from reminding me to do my homework to making sure I have everything I need. Both of my parents were born and raised in Mexico. When they first arrived in the United States, they had a hard time finding a job and a good place to stay. Despite their difficulties, they managed to take care of me . They have gave me everything that I have ever wanted and have greatly inspired my dream of becoming an aerospace engineer and working for NASA or Boeing. My dad has taken me to NASA tours in where I have had the chance of managing air traffic in a fictional airport display. They have always helped me with everything and have always told me that if I do my best in everything, I can accomplish all my dreams and goals.
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I was born in Salinas, California, and I am an only child. It was not easy growing up because most of the time I was by myself and had very few friends. I grew up as a very quiet and timid person. It has hard growing up because I did not have close friends in which I could talk to. My first year in high school was a very hard year for me. I did not have many friends, and I was mostly by myself. As time went by, I started making new friends, but I was still the same quiet and timid person. This past summer, I worked at a theme park. The experience that I had changed me in a way. I made a lot of new friends, and I was not that same quiet and timid person that I was before. I had more self-confidence and did not feel alone anymore. My family has been a big part of my life. My dad has been a big influence on me. He has taught me that everything is possible and that I can accomplish all my goals. Growing up was not easy for me. When I first went to school, I had a lot of trouble because I did not speak English. I did not have friends to help me with my homework and I spent about two hours with my dad just to do one worksheet. He himself did not speak English and really had a hard time. Although it was hard for him, he never gave up and helped me throughout my first two years of school. My mom has also been a big influence on me. She has helped me so much throughout my life, from reminding me to do my homework to making sure I have everything I need. Both of my parents were born and raised in Mexico. When they first arrived in the United States, they had a hard time finding a job and a good place to stay. Despite their difficulties, they managed to take care of me. They have given me everything that I have ever wanted and have greatly inspired my dream of becoming an aerospace engineer and working for NASA or Boeing. My dad has taken me to NASA tours in where I have had the chance of managing air traffic in a fictional airport display. They have always helped me with everything and have always told me that if I do my best in everything, I can accomplish all my dreams and goals.
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From the moment I took my first intro to chemistry class with Mr. Sawan, notoriously known as the toughest teacher at my school, I knew I had a love for the subject. From acid-base equilibrium and stoichiometry to atomic theory and bonding, I learned more in chemistry than any other class. Chemistry taught me not only general facts and concepts but also gave me a deeper understanding of the world I live in. It instilled skills in me that will help me for many years to come and from the hours of memorization and dedication to the subject, I not only learned the material but also gained a greater understand of education as a whole, which helped me in all my classes. Few words can explain my love for chemistry but dedication is as close as it gets. Throughout my high school career, I have dedicated myself to this science and have spent hours to master the skills needed to succeed in this subject. The skills I have honed in myself from chemistry will never be lost and my love for this subject will never diminish. Given the extreme enjoyment I get from chemistry it is no surprise I chose it as my major at the University of Michigan. In an institution where the sciences are such an intricate part of the campus I could chose no other major then the one that makes me the happiest.
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From the moment I took my first intro to chemistry class with Mr. Satan, notoriously known as the toughest teacher at my school, I knew I had a love for the subject. From acid-base equilibrium and stoichiometry to atomic theory and bonding, I learned more in chemistry than any other class. Chemistry taught me not only general facts and concepts but also gave me a deeper understanding of the world I live in. It instilled skills in me that will help me for many years to come and from the hours of memorization and dedication to the subject, I not only learned the material but also gained a greater understand of education as a whole, which helped me in all my classes. Few words can explain my love for chemistry, but dedication is as close as it gets. Throughout my high school career, I have dedicated myself to this science and have spent hours to master the skills needed to succeed in this subject. The skills I have honed in myself from chemistry will never be lost and my love for this subject will never diminish. Given the extreme enjoyment I get from chemistry it is no surprise I chose it as my major at the University of Michigan. In an institution where the sciences are such an intricate part of the campus I could choose no other major then the one that makes me the happiest.
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Music is discipline. The beat keeps the notes together; the tempo keeps the pace of the music; the notes, if played correctly, keeps the melody alive. A disorder of any one of these elements will destroy the beauty of music all together. I have been classically trained on the piano since the age of six. Four years later, I picked the flute as my second instrument, one of many that were offered at James Monroe Elementary. From then on, I enrolled in music class every year of my high school education. Together, piano and flute combined create the person I am today. When I entered the Castro Valley High School Symphonic Band as a freshman, I only knew the technical aspects of music, noting the similarities and difference of both two instruments. Contrary to the typical classical Chopin and Beethoven pieces for the piano music proved the flute provided a modern and contemporary, although both required a deep concentration of rhythm, tempo, and melody. Entering a class with a majority of upperclassmen (older students) on the very first day of high school, I was expected to audition for seating arrangement in front of everyone. Nerves got the best of me, placing me in the embarrassing last chair. I vowed never to feel as unprepared and humiliated as I did that day, so I began practicing both flute and piano to perfect my musicianship. During that year, I spent most of my time trying to earn the older students' respect by practicing whenever I could in my spare time. My performing skills improved, every time the band played, I played loud and clear to stand out so that my peers could recognize my improvement. They just resented me, however, for ruining the complete fusion of sound music should have from a band. I came to realize that perfecting my individual skill was not the difficult part; blending into the music and working with everyone to create music proved the most difficult. Once I grasped this idea, I understood how much ties everything together. The hard work and discipline have paid off because I am now principal flutist in the Castro Valley High Symphonic Band. Being a senior and a head principal comes with the precedent that you must possess leadership skills, be musically talented, and be a role model your section. I, myself as a principal musician, set a personal goal to be an example for my section of twelve flautists, teaching the incoming freshmen the rules of the Castro Valley High Symphonic Band, and improving the skills of those of who have been here for a while. Of course, all principals of their respective sections, such as the clarinet section or the trumpet section, have all these qualities. Because I am the only principal to have been placed in the last chair of the section, I am able to provide and help my section in ways the other principals cannot. This puts me on a level my section can understand and relate to more. I am able to show them that nothing is impossible; in fact, it is the process of learning and discovering that allows everyone to reach the possible. Becoming a principal flutist was not an overnight success; it took all four years of my high school career to achieve the prestigious title. Achieving this title has, in a way, grounded me from all of the factors that come along with being a regular high-schooler, ranging from peer pressure to socializing with friends to final exams. In addition to inspiring others to accomplish their goals that seem out of reach, music gave me the ability to set goals and accomplish them, --persevere and learn from any experience, and the desire to mentor beginning musicians to appreciate the beauty of music. Music is the discipline that has become my backbone that keeps me motivated and goal-oriented. Walking into the real world seem less scary since music is everywhere around us.
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Music is discipline. The beat keeps the notes together; the tempo keeps the pace of the music; the notes, if played correctly, keeps the melody alive. A disorder of any one of these elements will destroy the beauty of music all together. I have been classically trained on the piano since the age of six. Four years later, I picked the flute as my second instrument, one of many that were offered at James Monroe Elementary. From then on, I enrolled in music class every year of my high school education. Together, piano and flute combined create the person I am today. When I entered the Castro Valley High School Symphonic Band as a freshman, I only knew the technical aspects of music, noting the similarities and difference of both two instruments. Contrary to the typical classical Chopin and Beethoven pieces for the piano music proved the flute provided a modern and contemporary, although both required a deep concentration of rhythm, tempo, and melody. Entering a class with a majority of upperclassmen (older students) on the very first day of high school, I was expected to audition for seating arrangement in front of everyone. Nerves got the best of me, placing me in the embarrassing last chair. I vowed never to feel as unprepared and humiliated as I did that day, so I began practicing both flute and piano to perfect my musicianship. During that year, I spent most of my time trying to earn the older students' respect by practicing whenever I could in my spare time. My performing skills improved, every time the band played, I played loud and clear to stand out so that my peers could recognize my improvement. They just resented me, however, for ruining the complete fusion of sound music should have from a band. I came to realize that perfecting my individual skill was not the difficult part; blending into the music and working with everyone to create music proved the most difficult. Once I grasped this idea, I understood how much ties everything together. The hard work and discipline have paid off because I am now principal flutist in the Castro Valley High Symphonic Band. Being a senior and a head principal comes with the precedent that you must possess leadership skills, be musically talented, and be a role model your section. I, myself as a principal musician, set a personal goal to be an example for my section of twelve flutists, teaching the incoming freshmen the rules of the Castro Valley High Symphonic Band, and improving the skills of those of who have been here for a while. Of course, all principals of their respective sections, such as the clarinet section or the trumpet section, have all these qualities. Because I am the only principal to have been placed in the last chair of the section, I am able to provide and help my section in ways the other principals cannot. This puts me on a level my section can understand and relate to more. I am able to show them that nothing is impossible; in fact, it is the process of learning and discovering that allows everyone to reach the possible. Becoming a principal flutist was not an overnight success; it took all four years of my high school career to achieve the prestigious title. Achieving this title has, in a way, grounded me from all the factors that come along with being a regular high-schooler, ranging from peer pressure to socializing with friends to final exams. In addition to inspiring others to accomplish their goals that seem out of reach, music gave me the ability to set goals and accomplish them, --persevere and learn from any experience, and the desire to mentor beginning musicians to appreciate the beauty of music. Music is the discipline that has become my backbone that keeps me motivated and goal-oriented. Walking into the real world seem less scary since music is everywhere around us.
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Personal essay: All throughout lower and middle school, I had never been to a summer camp. I preferred to stay at home, hanging out with friends and playing video games. I always felt glad I wasn't one of my friends who got hauled away by their parents for one or two weeks at a time to go to some camp. Some of them even had to miss the Fourth of July and all the great fireworks that we would blow up. However, in the summer leading up to my freshman year of high school, I found myself in a pickle: Mimi Zweig, a world famous violin professor, told me that she would be willing to teach me if I attended her summer camp. Not only would she teach me during the camp, but she would be my private teacher during the rest of the year as well. I wish I could say that this was an easy choice for me, that my desire to learn from such an incredible teacher easily outweighed my inclination to laze around over the summer. However, I found myself having a whole lot of difficulty with the decision. Not only was the camp an entire month long, but I would have to live at Indiana University for that month, hours away from my parents who had taken care of me for so long. I would have to do my own laundry, get up early in the morning without a parent yelling at me, play the violin over eight hours a day, and much more. Even worse, the Fourth of July was right in the middle of the camp, meaning I would miss one of my favorite holidays of the year. Despite my misgivings and fears about attending a camp, I eventually realized that it would be foolish not to accept Mimi's offer. Although I knew I had made the right decision, I still spent the two weeks of summer break before camp wallowing in self pity about how my entire summer was shot. I was certain that I would have a lousy time, oversleep every day, not have a clue what I was supposed to do, and wish that I was back at home; I felt that I would have no idea how to take care of myself. The arrival day of camp did nothing to help my outlook. During the opening talk in the dorm's lounge, I found myself surrounded by nearly a hundred kids who I did not know, listening to the head counselor talk about how challenging the camp was going to be and all the responsibilities we would have to take on. I went to bed feeling more lost than ever. However, the first day didn't begin too horribly. To my utter amazement, I managed to wake up on time, and though I had no clue what building breakfast was in, I found someone else who had a map, and we managed to find our way. During breakfast I started meeting some of the other kids there, and after a few hours, I had to be careful that I didn't start having a little bit of fun. Over the course of the first week, each of my prior worries about camp was allayed. I found that I was capable of getting up on time everyday by myself, and that the first day had not been a fluke. Doing laundry was not hard at all, despite what my mom would have me believe. Within days, I learned my way about campus, and had no trouble finding where I had to go. All the playing I had to do every day was not boring as I had feared, but exciting as I could easily hear how much and how quickly I was improving. I was incredibly nervous at my first lesson with Mimi, but I found that she was one of the nicest people I had met in my life. I found myself enjoying all the independence that I had previously feared. When it finally came time for me to pack up and return home in mid-July, I could not believe how fast the month had flown by. That year I was not able to light Fourth of July fireworks as I always had. But when the day came, we all went to the football stadium to see the fireworks display. As I sat there watching the show, I realized that I had found my own independence that year. Any advice you can give on either essay would be really helpful. No need to be nice or sugar coat anything, I need as straightforward feedback as I can get.
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Personal essay: All throughout lower and middle school, I had never been to a summer camp. I preferred to stay at home, hanging out with friends and playing video games. I always felt glad I wasn't one of my friends who got hauled away by their parents for one or two weeks at a time to go to some camp. Some of them even had to miss the Fourth of July and all the great fireworks that we would blow up. However, in the summer leading up to my freshman year of high school, I found myself in a pickle: Mimi Swag, a world-famous violin professor, told me that she would be willing to teach me if I attended her summer camp. Not only would she teach me during the camp, but she would be my private teacher during the rest of the year as well. I wish I could say that this was an easy choice for me, that my desire to learn from such an incredible teacher easily outweighed my inclination to laze around over the summer. However, I found myself having a lot of difficulty with the decision. Not only was the camp an entire month long, but I would have to live at Indiana University for that month, hours away from my parents who had taken care of me for so long. I would have to do my own laundry, get up early in the morning without a parent yelling at me, play the violin over eight hours a day, and much more. Even worse, the Fourth of July was right in the middle of the camp, meaning I would miss one of my favorite holidays of the year. Despite my misgivings and fears about attending a camp, I eventually realized that it would be foolish not to accept Mimi's offer. Although I knew I had made the right decision, I still spent the two weeks of summer break before camp wallowing in self-pity about how my entire summer was shot. I was certain that I would have a lousy time, oversleep every day, not have a clue what I was supposed to do, and wish that I was back at home; I felt that I would have no idea how to take care of myself. The arrival day of camp did nothing to help my outlook. During the opening talk in the dorm's lounge, I found myself surrounded by nearly a hundred kids who I did not know, listening to the head counselor talk about how challenging the camp was going to be and all the responsibilities we would have to take on. I went to bed feeling more lost than ever. However, the first day didn't begin too horribly. To my utter amazement, I managed to wake up on time, and though I had no clue what building breakfast was in, I found someone else who had a map, and we managed to find our way. During breakfast, I started meeting some other kids there, and after a few hours, I had to be careful that I didn't start having a bit of fun. Over the course of the first week, each of my prior worries about camp was allayed. I found that I was capable of getting up on time everyday by myself, and that the first day had not been a fluke. Doing laundry was not hard at all, despite what my mom would have me believe. Within days, I learned my way about campus, and had no trouble finding where I had to go. All the playing I had to do every day was not boring as I had feared, but exciting as I could easily hear how much and how quickly I was improving. I was incredibly nervous at my first lesson with Mimi, but I found that she was one of the nicest people I had met in my life. I found myself enjoying all the independence that I had previously feared. When it finally came time for me to pack up and return home in mid-July, I could not believe how fast the month had flown by. That year I was not able to light Fourth of July fireworks as I always had. But when the day came, we all went to the football stadium to see the fireworks display. As I sat there watching the show, I realized that I had found my own independence that year. Any advice you can give on either essay would be really helpful. No need to be nice or sugar coat anything, I need as straightforward feedback as I can get.
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In my freshmen I experienced something that I will never forget. This experience changed my life and is an accomplishment that I am very proud of. I was at a friend's house one evening and one of my friends went missing. We searched around the house trying to find her and luckily we spotted her at a neighbor's house. There was a hip-hop dance choreographer at the house and randomly asked us if we were interested in joining a dance group. Everyone was excited but I on the other hand was very skeptical about this. As a child I never had a hobby that I was passionate for. Many children were put into a sport's club or dance studio by their parents, but I was never involved in any of that. I didn't think that I could excel in anything and was afraid of what others would think. But because my friends were up for it, I chose to join. In the beginning, I struggled having no experience. Many times I was discouraged because out of all my friends I was the slowest learner. All of them had some dance training. But I chose not to give up because this might be the hobby that I never had. After practicing three times a week, I started to become good at it, which allowed me to enjoy it. Throughout high school I joined three dance teams, two being a high school team and the other being an outside professional dance company. I soon became to love dancing. Anywhere I would go, I would be doing choreography in my head. My love for dancing has never faded. I've won awards titled, "The Next Big Thing" and "The Best Dance Performer," which is something that I would've never imagined. I have also contributed to dance teams by preparing them for dance shows and choreographing for them. This was a challenge for me to pursue, because thoughts went through my mind on whether or not they would like what I had to offer. Surprisingly they liked my choreography, which was a huge accomplishment for me. If Stephanie didn't end up missing, I would not be the aspiring dancer and performer that I am today. I can proudly say that I gained confidence in myself by joining dance groups, knowing that I CAN excel in something if I put my heart into it.
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In my freshmen I experienced something that I will never forget. This experience changed my life and is an accomplishment that I am very proud of. I was at a friend's house one evening and one of my friends went missing. We searched around the house trying to find her, and luckily we spotted her at a neighbor's house. There was a hip-hop dance choreographer at the house and randomly asked us if we were interested in joining a dance group. Everyone was excited but I on the other hand was very skeptical about this. As a child I never had a hobby that I was passionate for. Many children were put into a sport's club or dance studio by their parents, but I was never involved in any of that. I didn't think that I could excel in anything and was afraid of what others would think. But because my friends were up for it, I chose to join. In the beginning, I struggled having no experience. Many times I was discouraged because out of all my friends I was the slowest learner. All of them had some dance training. But I chose not to give up because this might be the hobby that I never had. After practicing three times a week, I started to become good at it, which allowed me to enjoy it. Throughout high school I joined three dance teams, two being a high school team and the other being an outside professional dance company. I soon became to love dancing. Anywhere I would go, I would be doing choreography in my head. My love for dancing has never faded. I've won awards titled, "The Next Big Thing" and "The Best Dance Performer," which is something that I would've never imagined. I have also contributed to dance teams by preparing them for dance shows and choreographing for them. This was a challenge for me to pursue, because thoughts went through my mind on whether they would like what I had to offer. Surprisingly they liked my choreography, which was a huge accomplishment for me. If Stephanie didn't end up missing, I would not be the aspiring dancer and performer that I am today. I can proudly say that I gained confidence in myself by joining dance groups, knowing that I CAN excel in something if I put my heart into it.
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plz help to view my essay. Thanks a lot:) Looking around my audience, I saw assorted bemused expressions on their faces. During the first meeting with our class volunteer leaders, I found them actually knew nothing about their work, so my job was to instill the essence of volunteering into their minds in a short time. Yet I did not follow my senior leaders who hardly ever sloughed off paper introductions and slide shows. I told a story, briefly, about a freshman's first time to a children's welfare home. Like a travel note, the young guy's experience was unfolded piecemeal, with the change of his opinion that disclosed the truth of volunteering: From lost to cognition, from cognition to comprehension, and from comprehension to enjoyment, one gradually finds his way to success and one has to experience the world by himself. Then they started to think and discuss about their experiences and got what they sought for.(word account 148)
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Plz help to view my essay. Thanks a lot:) Looking around my audience, I saw assorted bemused expressions on their faces. During the first meeting with our class volunteer leaders, I found them actually knew nothing about their work, so my job was to instill the essence of volunteering into their minds in a short time. Yet I did not follow my senior leaders who hardly ever sloughed off paper introductions and slide shows. I told a story, briefly, about a freshman's first time to a children's welfare home. Like a travel note, the young guy's experience was unfolded piecemeal, with the change of his opinion that disclosed the truth of volunteering: From lost to cognition, from cognition to comprehension, and from comprehension to enjoyment, one gradually finds his way to success and one has to experience the world by himself. Then they started to think and discuss their experiences and got what they sought for.(word account 148)
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* I'm actually looking to see if any changes; grammar, mechanical, following the prompt. ALL THE CHANGES. Please don't hesitate to critique me. I need any advice. What is your intended major? Discuss how your interest in the subject developed and describe any experience you have had in the field - such as volunteer work, internships and employment, participation in student organizations and activities - and what you have gained from your involvement. * With every math class I take, my fervor for math grows. My passion and aspiration to become a mathematician begun in my senior year of high school in AP calculus course. As the comprehensive final, Mr. Juarez, my calculus teacher, assigned a project for the class and for three weeks we were required to apply the concepts and theorems we learned from the course to build a small-scale model of an actual roller coaster. Despite being one of the toughest project because it required use of all of calculus applications- from understanding limits to the graphs of first and second derivatives, the project was probably the most fun I had in my senior year as it paved the way for my interest and enthusiam towards the field of mathematics. The design pattern of track of the roller coaster was made with ease. It took some time, however, to actually calculate the height, velocity, speed, and other attributes of our ideal roller coaster. Well, that was the fun part. My group and I spent countless nights together at each others homes, eating late night snacks, procrastinating, and sharing laughter togeher. It didn't surprise us when our grade weren't met by the expectations, but i was able to realize how fun just math can be. To be honest, I never liked math while in I was in grade schools nor have I, even for a second, thought about adding math into the equation of career, simply because there has to be a specific answer to questions that revolves around numbers. For that same reason, however, I now love numbers, which is why I have never second guessed my decision in studying the further application of mathematics; whether it is for pure mathematics or to become an educator. Life makes sense with numbers and it coexists with the world as the fundamental components. This experience I had in high school continues to encourage me- to believe that I can grasp the materials to explain the complex world with numbers for the questions we ask and we will ask in future. Pleaseeeeee help meeee~ thanks =]
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* I'm actually looking to see if any changes; grammar, mechanical, following the prompt. ALL THE CHANGES. Please don't hesitate to critique me. I need any advice. What is your intended major? Discuss how your interest in the subject developed and describe any experience you have had in the field - such as volunteer work, internships and employment, participation in student organizations and activities - and what you have gained from your involvement. * With every math class I take, my fervor for math grows. My passion and aspiration to become a mathematician begun in my senior year of high school in AP calculus course. As the comprehensive final, Mr. Juarez, my calculus teacher, assigned a project for the class and for three weeks we were required to apply the concepts and theorems we learned from the course to build a small-scale model of an actual roller coaster. Despite being one of the toughest project because it required use of all calculus applications- from understanding limits to the graphs of first and second derivatives, the project was probably the most fun I had in my senior year as it paved the way for my interest and enthusiasm towards the field of mathematics. The design pattern of track of the roller coaster was made with ease. It took some time, however, to actually calculate the height, velocity, speed, and other attributes of our ideal roller coaster. Well, that was the fun part. My group and I spent countless nights together at each other's homes, eating late night snacks, procrastinating, and sharing laughter together. It didn't surprise us when our grade weren't met by the expectations, but I was able to realize how fun just math can be. To be honest, I never liked math while in I was in grade schools nor have I, even for a second, thought about adding math into the equation of career, simply because there has to be a specific answer to questions that revolves around numbers. For that same reason, however, I now love numbers, which is why I have never second guessed my decision in studying the further application of mathematics; whether it is for pure mathematics or to become an educator. Life makes sense with numbers, and it coexists with the world as the fundamental components. This experience I had in high school continues to encourage me- to believe that I can grasp the materials to explain the complex world with numbers for the questions we ask, and we will ask in the future. Pleaseeeeee help melee~ thanks =]
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While the horror of the Vietnam War was still instilled in their minds, my parents immigrated to the United States twenty-eight years ago. With aspirations to build a communal family, they sacrificed their lives for my brother and me. As the eldest in their families, my parents had to find jobs to support a family of eight. Visiting Vietnam in the summer of 2004 became a huge catalyst to develop my new perception of life and my dreams. The lack of education, unsafe environment and overruling poverty opened my cautious eyes to the seemingly royal life I had in the United States- all of which I owe to my parents. Unlike my parents, who were unable to receive any level of education, I am given this opportunity, which I treasure. In addition, my parents never stopped pushing me to succeed. Because I was able to witness life in Vietnam, I made a commitment with myself to never give up and to maximize my potential. Learning about my heritage and my parent's struggles inspired and motivated me to take advantage of every opportunity in school and to better my community. As the oldest son, I will be the first generation in my family to attend college. I also hope that I will be a positive influence to my brother so he has someone to look up to; just like my parents with their siblings. As the oldest son, I reassured myself that no matter the struggles and obstacles, I would always put forth my best effort. Although my parents do believe in my goals, I am determined to prove to myself that I can succeed. My family has impacted my goals to maximize my educational opportunities, to be a leader in my community and to allow me to mature professionally, personally and academically. The voice that my school has given me encouraged me to become an active leader in my community, giving back what has given me to seek being a leader. Since the 6th grade, I have been volunteering for numerous community organizations such as the California Academy of Science Museum. Where I learned about a particular field, entomology. I helped with insects data collection and prepared lab experiments. Volunteering lets me explore the different fields I might be interested in. It gives me an advantage of possible interests in college and what various activities I can join in. Volunteering has taught me that one person can truly make a difference in a community. It shows that everything in life is not all about me; there is a bigger picture to help society and to give back. With my aspirations to make a difference in my community, I believe that with the right education and guidance from this university, I will be able to fully become aware of my calling as a leader. Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud and how does it relate to the person you are? How does potential define success when there is no determination in profective? I know that I have the potential and ability to reach goals that I want to be in the future. Being the best that I can be provides me the motivation to be better. When I began high school, it seemed like it was all academics and competition. It took me a year just to notice the various activities in school that I could be involved with than just academics. Know when I start out, no one is ever perfect, until you're determined to push to become better. And when you begin with something, you must keep striving for the better and never allow yourself to think that you have no potential. Believing in myself throughout difficult times and reassuring myself that I would be triumphant allowed me to display confidence and willpower. During my freshman year of high school, I looked forward to the Boys' Varsity Volleyball Team tryouts. I had no experience and no idea what to expect, but I still tried out optimistic and confident. I became more confident, when I started to receive compliments from other players. It was a difficult tryout that made me anxious to be on the team. However, when the final roster list came out, I was disappointed to not see my name on it. Although I did not make the team, I reminded myself that this was not a failure but an opportunity to improve myself. It made me want to work harder and try again next year. But as the months went on, I kept my hopes alive. I continued working on skills and technique and received encouragement to try once more. The end of Spring 2007, I applied for the my school's yearbook committee. When I received the acceptance letter. I was overjoyed and excited because I already had experience working on designing newsletters, photographing, writing, Adobe Photoshop, and layouts. While on the committee, I proved to be an integral member with my numerous creative suggestions throughout the year to the Senior Editors. Being on the yearbook committee rallied up my leadership skills, where I truly showed the staff that I could lead a group with my creative side. Taking a step ahead of the game, I went to many events to photograph, help and design layouts. Yet I was not chosen as Editor in Chief. I still continued to reach beyond my position and stepped up to play a bigger role in yearbook. As I took part in making big decisions, pushed for deadlines and assured how much I impacted the committee. During the spring of 2008, I applied to become the Associated Student Body (ASB) General Manager (GM). Known to be a rigorous and challenging role, I was first intimidated, yet with past experiences, I reassured myself that I was fully capable of reigning as the General Manager successfully. Who is responsible for assisting officers. My Class was an extreme competitive and spirited class. What motivated me to run for this position in the first place however was that as the General Manager, I would be an active member of ASB who would be able to voice opinions and truly impact the academic and social environment of my school. With much apprehension during the decision. I told myself that no matter what, my victory would be defined by my willingness to run for this position and to truly convey my thoughts and opinions during the election process to the student body. In the end however, I was not elected as the General Manager yet still inspired by my aspirations to better the school, I made sure that my involvement in the student body was not diminished. But I continue to become involved with the Student Body. I gave input towards many activities, events and fundrasiers, showing I could of fitted the position. Throughout high school I became aware that one should not give up on situations. It is given that struggles and difficulties will surface, yet one's true character surfaces as they cope with these obstacles, learn from them and grow. Although I was denied many positions, I kept participating and pushed hard because I do have potential to lead. Filling out an application or trying out for a spot is not all it takes. I believe that my willingness to always venture into different areas makes me truly versatile and that portraying myself outside of general applications makes me who I am.
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While the horror of the Vietnam War was still instilled in their minds, my parents immigrated to the United States twenty-eight years ago. With aspirations to build a communal family, they sacrificed their lives for my brother and me. As the eldest in their families, my parents had to find jobs to support a family of eight. Visiting Vietnam in the summer of 2004 became a huge catalyst to develop my new perception of life and my dreams. The lack of education, unsafe environment and overruling poverty opened my cautious eyes to the seemingly royal life I had in the United States-all of which I owe to my parents. Unlike my parents, who were unable to receive any level of education, I am given this opportunity, which I treasure. In addition, my parents never stopped pushing me to succeed. Because I was able to witness life in Vietnam, I made a commitment with myself to never give up and to maximize my potential. Learning about my heritage and my parent's struggles inspired and motivated me to take advantage of every opportunity in school and to better my community. As the oldest son, I will be the first generation in my family to attend college. I also hope that I will be a positive influence to my brother, so he has someone to look up to; just like my parents with their siblings. As the oldest son, I reassured myself that no matter the struggles and obstacles, I would always put forth my best effort. Although my parents do believe in my goals, I am determined to prove to myself that I can succeed. My family has impacted my goals to maximize my educational opportunities, to be a leader in my community and to allow me to mature professionally, personally and academically. The voice that my school has given me encouraged me to become an active leader in my community, giving back what has given me to seek being a leader. Since the 6th grade, I have been volunteering for numerous community organizations such as the California Academy of Science Museum. Where I learned about a particular field, entomology. I helped with insects data collection and prepared lab experiments. Volunteering lets me explore the different fields I might be interested in. It gives me an advantage of possible interests in college and what various activities I can join in. Volunteering has taught me that one person can truly make a difference in a community. It shows that everything in life is not all about me; there is a bigger picture to help society and to give back. With my aspirations to make a difference in my community, I believe that with the right education and guidance from this university, I will be able to fully become aware of my calling as a leader. Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? How does potential define success when there is no determination in protective? I know that I have the potential and ability to reach goals that I want to be in the future. Being the best that I can be provided me the motivation to be better. When I began high school, it seemed like it was all academics and competition. It took me a year just to notice the various activities in school that I could be involved with than just academics. Know when I start out, no one is ever perfect, until you're determined to push to become better. And when you begin with something, you must keep striving for the better and never allow yourself to think that you have no potential. Believing in myself throughout difficult times and reassuring myself that I would be triumphant allowed me to display confidence and willpower. During my freshman year of high school, I looked forward to the Boys' Varsity Volleyball Team tryouts. I had no experience and no idea what to expect, but I still tried out optimistic and confident. I became more confident, when I started to receive compliments from other players. It was a difficult tryout that made me anxious to be on the team. However, when the final roster list came out, I was disappointed to not see my name on it. Although I did not make the team, I reminded myself that this was not a failure but an opportunity to improve myself. It made me want to work harder and try again next year. But as the months went on, I kept my hopes alive. I continued working on skills and technique and received encouragement to try once more. The end of Spring 2007, I applied for the school's yearbook committee. When I received the acceptance letter. I was overjoyed and excited because I already had experience working on designing newsletters, photographing, writing, Adobe Photoshop, and layouts. While on the committee, I proved to be an integral member with my numerous creative suggestions throughout the year to the Senior Editors. Being on the yearbook committee rallied up my leadership skills, where I truly showed the staff that I could lead a group with my creative side. Taking a step ahead of the game, I went to many events to photograph, help and design layouts. Yet I was not chosen as Editor-in-Chief. I still continued to reach beyond my position and stepped up to play a bigger role in yearbook. As I took part in making big decisions, pushed for deadlines and assured how much I impacted the committee. During the spring of 2008, I applied to become the Associated Student Body (ASB) General Manager (GM). Known to be a rigorous and challenging role, I was first intimidated, yet with experiences, I reassured myself that I was fully capable of reigning as the General Manager successfully. Who is responsible for assisting officers. My Class was an extreme competitive and spirited class. What motivated me to run for this position in the first place however was that as the General Manager, I would be an active member of ASB who would be able to voice opinions and truly impact the academic and social environment of my school. With much apprehension during the decision. I told myself that no matter what, my victory would be defined by my willingness to run for this position and to truly convey my thoughts and opinions during the election process to the student body. In the end however, I was not elected as the General Manager yet still inspired by my aspirations to better the school, I made sure that my involvement in the student body was not diminished. But I continue to become involved with the Student Body. I gave input towards many activities, events and fundraisers, showing I could have fitted the position. Throughout high school I became aware that one should not give up on situations. It is given that struggles and difficulties will surface, yet one's true character surfaces as they cope with these obstacles, learn from them and grow. Although I was denied many positions, I kept participating and pushed hard because I do have potential to lead. Filling out an application or trying out for a spot is not all it takes. I believe that my willingness to always venture into different areas makes me truly versatile and that portraying myself outside of general applications makes me who I am.
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Need brainstorming ideas...how to start this statement off...what to include and what not to include.
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Need brainstorming ideas...how to start this statement off...what to include and what not to include.
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I see the cops around my block. I'm not surprised. I ignore them and continue walking to my bus stop. It's cold and my bus is late. I stand there constantly looking around concerned for my safety. I feel sleepy. The neighbors, once again, were fighting all night. When inebriated (which is most of the time), they end up screaming and throwing things at each other. Ever since I was little, I peeked through my window and watched them battle each other on an almost nightly basis. I stretch my neck out into the street to see if the bus is coming. Across the street there's a church, and against the wall there are flowers, candles and a picture of a young African American, a victim of a drive-by shooting. I feel sorry for his family. I feel their pain. I feel their loss. What was going through his mind during the last minutes of his life? I start remembering the time a bullet went through my bedroom wall and hit my mirror. The mirror was big and all the little broken pieces landed on my bed. All I was concerned about was my parents. I cried when they rushed to my room to see if I was okay. Finally, my bus arrives. I sit next to a woman and her daughter. The woman fixes the little girl's hair and makes sure that she looks decent for school. When I was little, my mom always worked, so my cousin, Ramon, took me to school. My mom always made sure that my hair was short so that I could just comb it down on my own. My hair was always shaped like a mushroom. I hated it. Because my mom always worked, I became closer to my three brothers and loved them even more than I normally would have. After my brother, Cesar, came back from the Marines, he became really attentive with me. He felt that he missed out on my childhood the four years he was gone so he asked me questions about school and tried to make up for the time he was away. He pushed me to do well in school. He still pushes me, and I will not let him down. The bus is taking me on a journey. My school happens to be across the street from USC, and each day as the bus nears the school it becomes so clear to me that the streets and neighborhood in general change dramatically for the better. I want my life to be like this bus ride, a daily progression from where I am now, to where I want to go. I want to get an education and then come back and help the young children in my community. I reach my stop. I get off the bus and cross the street into a completely different world, and as I see the university students walk by, I see myself in the not too distant future walking to class on a University of California campus. I really like my school in spite of the fact that most of my friends who go to large schools can't appreciate it because of its size. At 32nd St USC MAST High School, we're all a little family. I enjoy sitting with my friends at what some might think is our corny, little green table. We talk about our senior year. We imagine that time when we're finally going to be done with high school and will be going on to college. The thought of going to a big university makes me a little anxious because I'm used to my small school, but in spite of this nervousness I can't wait to experience everything college has to offer me. The bell rings; once again it's time for class.
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I see the cops around my block. I'm not surprised. Furthermore, I ignore them and continue walking to my bus stop. It's cold, and my bus is late. I stand there constantly looking around concerned for my safety. I feel sleepy. The neighbors, once again, were fighting all night. When inebriated (which is most of the time), they end up screaming and throwing things at each other. Ever since I was little, I peeked through my window and watched them battle each other on an almost nightly basis. I stretch my neck out into the street to see if the bus is coming. Across the street there's a church, and against the wall there are flowers, candles and a picture of a young African American, a victim of a drive-by shooting. I feel sorry for his family. I feel their pain. Furthermore, I feel their loss. What was going through his mind during the last minutes of his life? I start remembering the time a bullet went through my bedroom wall and hit my mirror. The mirror was big and all the little broken pieces landed on my bed. All I was concerned about was my parents. I cried when they rushed to my room to see if I was okay. Finally, my bus arrives. I sit next to a woman and her daughter. The woman fixes the little girl's hair and makes sure that she looks decent for school. When I was little, my mom always worked, so my cousin, Ramon, took me to school. My mom always made sure that my hair was short so that I could just comb it down on my own. My hair was always shaped like a mushroom. I hated it. Because my mom always worked, I became closer to my three brothers and loved them even more than I normally would have. After my brother, Cesar, came back from the Marines, he became really attentive with me. He felt that he missed out on my childhood the four years he was gone, so he asked me questions about school and tried to make up for the time he was away. He pushed me to do well in school. Furthermore, he still pushes me, and I will not let him down. The bus is taking me on a journey. My school happens to be across the street from USC, and each day as the bus nears the school it becomes so clear to me that the streets and neighborhood in general change dramatically for the better. I want my life to be like this bus ride, a daily progression from where I am now, to where I want to go. I want to get an education and then come back and help the young children in my community. Furthermore, I reach my stop. Furthermore, I get off the bus and cross the street into a completely different world, and as I see the university students walk by, I see myself in the not too distant future walking to class on a University of California campus. Furthermore, I really like my school in spite of the fact that most of my friends who go to large schools can't appreciate it because of its size. At 32nd St USC MAST High School, we're all a little family. I enjoy sitting with my friends at what some might think is our corny, little green table. We talk about our senior year. We imagine that time when we're finally going to be done with high school and will be going on to college. The thought of going to a big university makes me a little anxious because I'm used to my small school, but in spite of this nervousness I can't wait to experience everything college has to offer me. The bell rings; once again it's time for class.
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Looking back, it is a funny thing to dread something as mundane as roll call by a substitute teacher. Yet there I was, waiting for the teacher to reach me, bracing for the inevitable butchering to begin, the clashing of syllables and letters, the giggling and laughter of the students around me, and finally the awkward correction that always follows. Such an event was one of my many worries when growing up in a town and school where the only other Indian-American is your younger brother. Being different at a time when peer acceptance is paramount was quite difficult in and of itself, but combined with the feeling of being pinned down in no-man's land between two cultures a world apart, it made me a very melancholy individual. It would take a brave family, one that would spend their first year in a new country living with us, to change my outlook, feelings, and ultimately my views on life. The name-calling and taunts began in middle school. Like wildfire, episodic incidents with certain peers soon blazed into a full time ordeal, until I thought every other conversation I had was some insult or offhand remark about my ethnicity, religion, or something that boiled down calling me names in the guise of cleverness. At first, I became angry, fighting back with colorful language, supported by a concoction of raging hormones and a sense of ethnic pride. But the sting of such hateful words started to overpower me, fostering a sense of self-doubt that would soon envelope my thoughts and feelings. I soon became an introverted person, losing confidence in who I was and my self-esteem along the way. My aunt, uncle, and two cousins arrived on a chilly November night, dressed in an odd mismatch of clothing that befit travelers. Not even after a week in a foreign country, my two cousins, two years and five years younger than me, were ready to attend my school, a place I felt as if I still did not belong to even after attending there for all my life. I was worried, afraid that the attacks that I had endured would befall my cousins. And take place they did. With the stresses and challenges of assimilating into a different culture, using a second language, and keeping up with studies, the specter of hate would be added to their lives. Yet, I did not witness my cousins' perseverance in their studies or in their demeanor waver, even with the added difficulties in school. Everyday, they came home, a smile on their faces as they began to dig into the pile of homework. Often, humorous stories of the happenings at school or discussion about subjects between parent and child would be the hallmark of after school talk. Whatever obstacle I was facing at school paled in comparison to whatever my cousins were feeling, and yet they had the strength to overcome those challenges, while I was not even able to face my problems, let alone try to conquer them! I began to feel an intense feeling of shame that seemed to refuse to go away. Like the days of that winter, I became a dark and withdrawn individual. It was not until one day that, sometime during the early months of spring, that brought about the transformation I so dearly wanted. My eldest cousin had come home from school, and without a word to anyone, had gone straight to his bedroom. For that entire weekend he barely came out of that room, the only sign he was there the faint sounds of sniveling. As I was sitting there, observing the wetness in the eyes of my aunt and uncle as they came out of the bedroom, I realized that my cousin was no different than I, and only now did I understand his challenges and fears. We both were feeling the same sense of segregation to the lives and events of the students around them. I now believed that the reason he could endure and stand strong for so long was that he possessed a sense of self-confidence and optimism, for after that weekend he was his normal self, something I admired at the time and still do now. Motivated, I was prepared to possess the courage to stand up for who I am, my ideals, my identity. It was not an easy transformation. It would take time, willpower, and the exploration of untread waters away from the comforting shore to accomplish my goals. Yet, by the end, a new sense of optimism and self confidence had made its way into my demeanor, actions, outlook, and demeanor. Perhaps the greatest change was that I found my voice. I plunged headlong into controversial discussions about the Iraq War or gay marriage instead of quietly sitting on the sidelines. Living in a conservative region, I often was an Achilles fighting the hordes of Troy, as my views were often at odds compared to that of my fellow peers. Yet my self-confidence allowed me to take hold of my convictions, beliefs, and become sure of my abilities. On a hot June afternoon, surrounded by the glass windows and cafïs of the airport terminal, we exchanged hugs and tears with my aunt, uncle, and cousins. As they began to walk across the causeway, they made their final wave of goodbyes towards us, goodbyes to an individual whose life they changed, allowed him to face his hurdles, some of which he sailed over, others he ungracefully tripped into, and made him into a better person. Anand
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Looking back, it is a funny thing to dread something as mundane as roll call by a substitute teacher. Yet there I was, waiting for the teacher to reach me, bracing for the inevitable butchering to begin, the clashing of syllables and letters, the giggling and laughter of the surrounding students, and finally the awkward correction that always follows. Such an event was one of my many worries when growing up in a town and school where the only other Indian-American is your younger brother. Being different at a time when peer acceptance is paramount was quite difficult in and of itself, but combined with the feeling of being pinned down in no-man's land between two cultures a world apart, it made me a very melancholy individual. It would take a brave family, one that would spend their first year in a new country living with us, to change my outlook, feelings, and ultimately my views on life. The name-calling and taunts began in middle school. Like wildfire, episodic incidents with certain peers soon blazed into a full time ordeal, until I thought every other conversation I had was some insult or offhand remark about my ethnicity, religion, or something that boiled down calling me names in the guise of cleverness. At first, I became angry, fighting back with colorful language, supported by a concoction of raging hormones and a sense of ethnic pride. But the sting of such hateful words started to overpower me, fostering a sense of self-doubt that would soon envelop my thoughts and feelings. I soon became an introverted person, losing confidence in who I was and my self-esteem along the way. My aunt, uncle, and two cousins arrived at a chilly November night, dressed in an odd mismatch of clothing that befit travelers. Not even after a week in a foreign country, my two cousins, two years and five years younger than me, were ready to attend my school, a place I felt as if I still did not belong to even after attending there for all my life. I was worried, afraid that the attacks that I had endured would befall my cousins. And take place they did. With the stresses and challenges of assimilating into a different culture, using a second language, and keeping up with studies, the specter of hate would be added to their lives. Yet, I did not witness my cousins' perseverance in their studies or in their demeanor waver, even with the added difficulties in school. Every day, they came home, a smile on their faces as they began to dig into the pile of homework. Often, humorous stories of the happenings at school or discussion about subjects between parent and child would be the hallmark of after school talk. Whatever obstacle I was facing at school paled in comparison to whatever my cousins were feeling, and yet they had the strength to overcome those challenges, while I was not even able to face my problems, let alone try to conquer them! I began to feel an intense feeling of shame that seemed to refuse to go away. Like the days of that winter, I became a dark and withdrawn individual. It was not until one day that, sometime during the early months of spring, that brought about the transformation I so dearly wanted. My eldest cousin had come home from school, and without a word to anyone, had gone straight to his bedroom. For that entire weekend he barely came out of that room, the only sign he was there the faint sounds of sniveling. As I was sitting there, observing the wetness in the eyes of my aunt and uncle as they came out of the bedroom, I realized that my cousin was no different from I, and only now did I understand his challenges and fears. We both were feeling the same sense of segregation to the lives and events of the surrounding students. I now believed that the reason he could endure and stand strong for so long was that he possessed a sense of self-confidence and optimism, for after that weekend he was his normal self, something I admired at the time and still do now. Motivated, I was prepared to possess the courage to stand up for who I am, my ideals, my identity. It was not an easy transformation. It would take time, willpower, and the exploration of unread waters away from the comforting shore to accomplish my goals. Yet, by the end, a new sense of optimism and self-confidence had made its way into my demeanor, actions, outlook, and demeanor. Perhaps the greatest change was that I found my voice. I plunged headlong into controversial discussions about the Iraq War or gay marriage instead of quietly sitting on the sidelines. Living in a conservative region, I was often an Achilles fighting the hordes of Troy, as my views were often at odds compared to that of my fellow peers. Yet my self-confidence allowed me to take hold of my convictions, beliefs, and become sure of my abilities. On a hot June afternoon, surrounded by the glass windows and cafes of the airport terminal, we exchanged hugs and tears with my aunt, uncle, and cousins. As they began to walk across the causeway, they made their final wave of goodbyes towards us, goodbyes to an individual whose life they changed, allowed him to face his hurdles, some of which he sailed over, others he ungracefully tripped into, and made him into a better person. Anand
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Putting an engine in a car may not seem like much of an accomplishment at first, but for me the experience was life changing, especially since I had never done so much as an oil change! This is why I am very pleased that, with a friend's help, I managed to change my car's engine. Through this experience, I learned that I can overcome any difficulty. About one year ago, my car's engine overheated after a long distance drive. The engine was damaged to the extent of not function at all. But I needed the car; I needed transportation to school. The only solution was to purchase another engine, which I ended up doing. To save money, I decided to install it myself. I removed usable parts, from the old engine such as the air intake, starter, cables, intake manifold, exhaust manifold, and anything of that sort. I sorted, labeled, and organized the parts. I was meticulous. I have learned to work strategically and efficiently. I think back and give thanks for the chess games I played because they taught me to think before making a wrong move. Organizing all mechanical parts was essential, so that in the end bolts would not be missing or unpaired. For example, I would leave the bolts mounted on the engine and numbered the pieces of tape matching its item. The engine arrived in about one week and we immediately started working on it. My friend, Efrain, recommended changing all the seals so it would not leak oil, and we did. We prepared everything else so the new engine would be ready to drop in. This included, of course, removing the old engine. We attached the transmission with a new clutch to the new rebuilt engine. When we were confident that the engine was perfect, we began mounting it into the car. I had to knock over any fear that came upon me because I would not let any fear stop me from finishing this job. When working underneath the engine, held by one hydraulic jack, the fear of it dropping concerned me. My determination, however, gave me the strength to see the job through. But mounting the engine was only part of the job. After successfully mounting the new engine, I had to reattach every reusable part in its proper place. Thank goodness I was so organized. Of course the project took months to finish, but I was learning while working. After hard work, time, and money invested on the project, the moment of truth arrived. Oily and covered in a whole day's worth of sweat, I jumped into my car, overwhelmed by anxiety, to start it. If it did not turn on, I would have been devastated. Four months worth of arduous effort and hard work would have gone to waste. But when I turned the key, I heard the engine come to life and rejoicing, I revved my engine! In that moment came a flash back of what a great time I had working and learning mechanics. I also realized patience and organization were key factors to success. Knowing that I can be highly organized and can give hundred percent at every subject, no matter how difficult it might be. Word count: 539
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Putting an engine in a car may not seem like much of an accomplishment at first, but for me the experience was life changing, especially since I had never done so much as an oil change! This is why I am very pleased that, with a friend's help, I managed to change my car's engine. Through this experience, I learned that I can overcome any difficulty. About one year ago, my car's engine overheated after a long distance drive. The engine was damaged to the extent of not function at all. But I needed the car; I needed transportation to school. The only solution was to purchase another engine, which I ended up doing. To save money, I decided to install it myself. I removed usable parts, from the old engine such as the air intake, starter, cables, intake manifold, exhaust manifold, and anything of that sort. I sorted, labeled, and organized the parts. Furthermore, I was meticulous. Furthermore, I have learned to work strategically and efficiently. Furthermore, I think back and give thanks for the chess games I played because they taught me to think before making a wrong move. Organizing all mechanical parts was essential, so that in the end bolts would not be missing or unpaired. For example, I would leave the bolts mounted on the engine and numbered the pieces of tape matching its item. The engine arrived in about one week, and we immediately started working on it. My friend, Efrain, recommended changing all the seals, so it would not leak oil, and we did. We prepared everything else, so the new engine would be ready to drop in. This included, of course, removing the old engine. We attached the transmission with a new clutch to the new rebuilt engine. When we were confident that the engine was perfect, we began mounting it into the car. I had to knock over any fear that came upon me because I would not let any fear stop me from finishing this job. When working underneath the engine, held by one hydraulic jack, the fear of it dropping concerned me. My determination, however, gave me the strength to see the job through. But mounting the engine was only part of the job. After successfully mounting the new engine, I had to reattach every reusable part in its proper place. Thank goodness I was so organized. Of course the project took months to finish, but I was learning while working. After hard work, time, and money invested on the project, the moment of truth arrived. Oily and covered in a whole day's worth of sweat, I jumped into my car, overwhelmed by anxiety, to start it. If it did not turn on, I would have been devastated. Four months worth of arduous effort and hard work would have gone to waste. But when I turned the key, I heard the engine come to life and rejoicing, I revved my engine! At that moment came a flashback of what a great time I had working and learning mechanics. I also realized patience and organization were key factors to success. Knowing that I can be highly organized and can give a hundred percent at every subject, no matter how difficult it might be. Word count: 539
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Experience Over the past four summers, I have regularly volunteered at our neighborhood's public library. The experience I have gained from my work has not only given me a chance to work well with others, but it also gave me a chance to know more about myself. I have worked with people of different backgrounds and I have done a variety of jobs. Before volunteering at the library, I used to think that the only job was to make sure that the books were in order. But no ... there were a lot more jobs than just putting back the books on the shelves. Some of the hands-on work , such as fixing a fused light bulb or making a huge castle with just cardboards and glue for arts and crafts for little kids , really made me gain practical knowledge on how things work. With the lessons I have learned from building a cardboard castle and the self - esteem I have gained in building hand made objects, I successfully used this new insight in building a life size boat in my physics class that actually floated in water while carrying 200lbs on top of it. These hands-on work gave me knowledge that I would be able to use everyday. I love figuring out why things work, and I love even more figuring out how to make them work. It gives me self confidence so that when something breaks, I know I will be able to fix it; when something fails, I will be able to adapt ; and when something is hard, I can overcome it. How does that help the world that I have come from? It helps because I can use my skills in ultimately helping my family and my friends. Life is meant to be lived to its fullest. I find that I learn new things about who I am every day of my life. Recently, I have begun to take full control of my life, to be who I want to be, and to what I want to accomplish. I have changed to view life as an optimist, because I can achieve so much more when I'm happy about life. However, I'm able to accept responsibility when I make mistakes and learn from them. Taking control of my life allows me to live up to my full potential.
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Experience Over the past four summers, I have regularly volunteered at our neighborhood's public library. The experience I have gained from my work has not only given me a chance to work well with others, but it also gave me a chance to know more about myself. I have worked with people of different backgrounds and I have done a variety of jobs. Before volunteering at the library, I used to think that the only job was to make sure that the books were in order. But no ... there were a lot more jobs than just putting back the books on the shelves. Some hands-on work, such as fixing a fused light bulb or making a huge castle with just cardboard and glue for arts and crafts for little kids, really made me gain practical knowledge on how things work. With the lessons I have learned from building a cardboard castle and the self-esteem I have gained in building hand made objects, I successfully used this new insight in building a life-size boat in my physics class that actually floated in water while carrying 200lbs on top of it. This hands-on work gave me knowledge that I would be able to use every day. I love figuring out why things work, and I love even more figuring out how to make them work. It gives me self-confidence so that when something breaks, I know I will be able to fix it; when something fails, I will be able to adapt ; and when something is hard, I can overcome it. How does that help the world that I have come from? It helps because I can use my skills in ultimately helping my family and my friends. Life is meant to be lived to its fullest. I find that I learn new things about who I am every day of my life. Recently, I have begun to take full control of my life, to be who I want to be, and to what I want to accomplish. I have changed to view life as an optimist, because I can achieve so much more when I'm happy about life. However, I'm able to accept responsibility when I make mistakes and learn from them. Taking control of my life allows me to live up to my full potential.
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