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"In the space provided, please write a concise narrative in which you describe a meaningful event, experience or accomplishment in your life and how it will affect your college experience or your contribution to the UF campus community. You may want to reflect on your family, your school or community activities, or your involvement in areas outside of school. " The limit is 500 words, and mine is about 620, so if you could, tell me what I could do without. Thank you in advance! THE ESSAY: "Wow you're tall, do you play basketball?"-"No, I don't play sports. I'm in band.""You have an accent, are you from England?"-"No, I was born in Orlando.""You seem smart. Why aren't you in the Top 10?"-"I don't know, my GPA's not high enough." These are questions that I'm asked on a frequent basis, and I always return the same generic answers, but always with a smile on my face because I'm glad that I am not a stereotype. Ever since Elementary school I knew I wasn't like my fellow classmates. I stood nearly a foot taller than them, and I was the only one around who had an English accent. I am a woman. And I am African American. Other African Americans have always told me that I don't act or sound black. That I'm similar to an oreo, white on the inside, black on the outside. To me I consider myself like most young American women: I take school seriously, I have dreams and goals for the future that I am determined to make happen, and I don't expect anyone to do the hard work for me. My grades have always been high and I'm especially proud of this because I don't naturally excel in all subjects. I challenge myself with difficult courses. Math has always been and ok subject of mine. Last year i took Pre-Calculus and practically struggled. I never gave up. In the end I passed the class and I'm taking AP Calculus next year and actually looking forward to it. I don't understand how I could experience racial prejudice from my own race. I overcome this by connecting my self to only those who understand that being black is not a certain appearance or certain way of speaking. I have first hand experience that people don't look or act black. People ARE black. When I meet people who tell me that I don't act black enough, I tell them that I may be different than what they consider "black" is, but pure African blood runs through my veins. I am black in my mind, and black is who I am, not what I think I am. Ever since I could remember, I've always been fascinated with a construction site and how things work. When I started Highschool. I joined the Engineering Magnet and my fascination turned into a passion and future career goal. I dream of becoming a Civil Engineer. Through my experiences in life I have heard the stereotype that engineering and construction aren't "suited" for women. I strongly disagree with this outdated assumption. This is a new generation where women are just as capable of being successful in any field of work that they aspire for. And I am determined to help prove this. The thought of working and studying ot become a Civil Engineer always gives me the fuel to work hard. I'll have the power to make a difference. I can help solve important problems that are important to society. The University of Florida offers the wide variety of courses that will get me where I want to be. At UF I know i wouldn't be pressured to have to act like someone I'm not in order to achieve acceptance. I am determined to succeed but I know that I must overcome many more obstacles. Whenever I feel discouraged by the challenges that I'll face as an African American female pursuing a career in Engineering, I imagine what my life will be like in 10 years; I'll be running my own company of an all female crew of engineers with a Bachelor degree from the University of Florida under my belt. My future is a prosperous one.

"In the space provided, please write a concise narrative in which you describe a meaningful event, experience or accomplishment in your life and how it will affect your college experience or your contribution to the OF campus community. You may want to reflect on your family, your school or community activities, or your involvement in areas outside of school. " The limit is 500 words, and mine is about 620, so if you could, tell me what I could do without. Thank you in advance! THE ESSAY: "Wow you're tall, do you play basketball?"-"No, I don't play sports. I'm in band."" You have an accent, are you from England?"-"No, I was born in Orlando."" You seem smart. Why aren't you in the Top 10?"-"I don't know, my GPA's not high enough." These are questions that I'm asked on a frequent basis, and I always return the same generic answers, but always with a smile on my face because I'm glad that I am not a stereotype. Ever since Elementary school I knew I wasn't like my classmates. I stood nearly a foot taller than them, and I was the only one around who had an English accent. I am a woman. And I am African American. Other African Americans have always told me that I don't act or sound black. That I'm similar to an Oreo, white on the inside, black on the outside. To me, I consider myself like most young American women: I take school seriously, I have dreams and goals for the future that I am determined to make happen, and I don't expect anyone to do the hard work for me. My grades have always been high, and I'm especially proud of this because I don't naturally excel in all subjects. I challenge myself with difficult courses. Math has always been and ok subject of mine. Last year I took Pre-Calculus and practically struggled. I never gave up. In the end I passed the class, and I'm taking AP Calculus next year and actually looking forward to it. I don't understand how I could experience racial prejudice from my own race. I overcome this by connecting my self to only those who understand that being black is not a certain appearance or certain way of speaking. Furthermore, I have first-hand experience that people don't look or act black. People ARE black. When I meet people who tell me that I don't act black enough, I tell them that I may be different from what they consider "black" is, but pure African blood runs through my veins. I am black in my mind, and black is who I am, not what I think I am. Ever since I could remember, I've always been fascinated with a construction site and how things work. When I started High school. I joined the Engineering Magnet and my fascination turned into a passion and future career goal. I dream of becoming a Civil Engineer. Through my experiences in life I have heard the stereotype that engineering and construction aren't "suited" for women. I strongly disagree with this outdated assumption. This is a new generation where women are just as capable of being successful in any field of work that they aspire for. And I am determined to help prove this. The thought of working and studying OT become a Civil Engineer always gives me the fuel to work hard. I'll have the power to make a difference. I can help solve important problems that are important to society. The University of Florida offers the wide variety of courses that will get me where I want to be. At OF I know I wouldn't be pressured to have to act like someone I'm not in order to achieve acceptance. I am determined to succeed, but I know that I must overcome many more obstacles. Whenever I feel discouraged by the challenges that I'll face as an African American female pursuing a career in Engineering, I imagine what my life will be like in 10 years; I'll be running my own company of an all female crew of engineers with a Bachelor degree from the University of Florida under my belt. My future is a prosperous one.

by: Sarah C. RodriguezPurpose is an evading idea. Each person has his or hers purpose, but very few are willing to find it. Finding one's true purpose is hard work, long and self denying. It requires searching the face of God, obeying His word, and giving up all preconceptions and fears. Each man and woman has but one purpose: to glorify God. I personally have spent much time trying to understand why I am here; Imagine my surprise to find that I must only glorify God. I must only exemplify His perfection, and His love to the world in all I do; and upon that rests all purpose, all reasons for every endeavor. I believe mine to be an enormous one. I believe I will glorify God in a big way, and this is what has been promised me by God; I believe it because more than anything I want to do big things for Him. This is my God-given desire, and I intend to fulfill it. Last summer, I interned for a total of one month at Country Camp in Columbus, Texas. This campus is a summer camp and houses Texas Bible Institute. As an intern, I mostly worked in the food lines, where the campers were served their meals. I was able to rise to a position of leadership, to talk to some of my friends that were having problems, and to pray with some of the campers themselves during the church services there. Those services were incredible; they focused on challenging us to give everything to God, to pour it out in worship, prayer, and deed. I learned that no weapon formed against me shall prosper and received a word that my ministry will succeed because I am blessed and chosen by God. The ministry that I lead for God will succeed through Him and for Him, because He gave me the desire and the gifts needed to see it through. Also last summer, I developed an intense hunger for God's word. Through fulfilling this hunger, I have developed a constant sense of hope. I have learned to worship God and walk with Him in my own home or wherever I may be. I believe that God has given me a gift of fellowship with Him that will help me in my schooling and afterward in my life by instilling forever in me a strong sense of peace and self and a strong desire to discipline myself so that I excel in all I do. I strongly believe a daily walk with God will strengthen the hold of the Holy Spirit in my life, which in turn creates a better work ethic. I do understand, however, that I can only do these things because I am learning to lean not on my own understanding. My thoughts are no longer on questioning God. I often condemn my failure, and they have been many, as I am only human. But I am always reminded of who I am and what I have been promised and what I must do. These discouraging thoughts never last long; all that God has given me to do, I can do. I am learning to put aside childish things and become the adult I am meant to be. I have grown up a reader. I have been reading everything I could since I was able to read. Dreaming often follows reading; thus, I am a dreamer. I have aspirations for great things, particularly in the government of this country. My ultimate goal is to be on the Supreme Court. Things have been so wrong in that branch of government, and I have seen the effects of ignoring the Constitution and the Biblical basis that it was founded on. I believe that is impossible to explain the ideas of true government, freedom, and what people have a right to and what they do not, to a completely immoral society; I see all things in black and white, right and wrong, without relativity. I do not stand for compromise or lies, and I will not put up with the constant degradation of the country that I love. I will do something about it if it kills me. It is through the rigorous program at Patrick Henry that I intend to do this. I believe that because I am young, it is time that I undertake something that will humble me more than I have yet been. I feel that the things you wish to instill in your students are exactly what I need to learn. I feel that a good classical education background will help my in my aspirations, and that your emphasis on Godly life will never allow me to compromise or to be deceived into accepting a lower standard. I understand that my youth may present a question of my readiness. Allow me to assure you of it. I have ever been an adapting person. I learn to change tactics quickly in order to succeed, while at the same time have learned to never lose sight of what I have and what I have left to do. Above all else, however, I believe that God has called me in this direction. I believe this to be the next step in His plan for me. Right now, there is nothing I desire more than to attend Patrick Henry College. I believe that I have an anointing to lead, and a matching desire. It was prophesied to me by a dear friend that I am not a preacher or much of a speaker at all, but I will lead and minister through my actions. Though I still need to mature, the anointing is inside of me and especially now, when I am deciding the next steps for my life, I feel it boiling out of me, pulsating and humming. It motivates me to think and to analyze, to grow. I believe that the education and atmosphere you offer will be more rigorous than I have ever experience or can expect, but that I will ultimately succeed. I feel guided to your school, your impeccable professors and administrators, and your pursuit of excellence. I have spent my childhood preparing to prepare. It fills me with joy to think of what God has for me. I give Him my all every day, but I know God has bigger plans for my life, and I give it wholly to Him. I need to be prepared. I need to learn to care for myself while still caring for others. I need to learn to think and articulate and inspire like never before. I can think of no better way to continue my life and move up to a different phase in my life than at your school. I feel and always have felt that this school is meant for me. I feel that my love for knowledge, truth, and justice will also help me to do what I am called to do in a way that will truly touch this country. I have always loved reading and writing, and I admit I like to argue every now and then. I have a talent of expressing myself fairly well though it still be in the rough. I know that God is helping me grow through His word and through direct prayer to Him, but He has also promised me friends and peers to help guide me and teach me. I believe that those promised persons can be found in your school, and I ask to be admitted there. I appreciate your time in reading this and may God bless you and keep you, and may His face shine upon you.

By: Sarah C. RodriguezPurpose is an evading idea. Each person has his or hers purpose, but very few are willing to find it. Finding one's true purpose is hard work, long and self-denying. It requires searching the face of God, obeying His word, and giving up all preconceptions and fears. Each man and woman has but one purpose: to glorify God. I personally have spent much time trying to understand why I am here; Imagine my surprise to find that I must only glorify God. I must only exemplify His perfection, and His love to the world in all I do; and upon that rests all-purpose, all reasons for every endeavor. Furthermore, I believe mine to be an enormous one. Furthermore, I believe I will glorify God in a big way, and this is what has been promised me by God; I believe it because more than anything I want to do big things for Him. This is my God-given desire, and I intend to fulfill it. Last summer, I interned for a total of one month at Country Camp in Columbus, Texas. This campus is a summer camp and houses Texas Bible Institute. As an intern, I mostly worked in the food lines, where the campers were served their meals. I was able to rise to a position of leadership, to talk to some of my friends that were having problems, and to pray with some campers themselves during the church services there. Those services were incredible; they focused on challenging us to give everything to God, to pour it out in worship, prayer, and deed. I learned that no weapon formed against me shall prosper and received a word that my ministry will succeed because I am blessed and chosen by God. The ministry that I lead for God will succeed through Him and for Him, because He gave me the desire and the gifts needed to see it through. Also, last summer, I developed an intense hunger for God's word. Through fulfilling this hunger, I have developed a constant sense of hope. I have learned to worship God and walk with Him in my own home or wherever I may be. I believe that God has given me a gift of fellowship with Him that will help me in my schooling and afterward in my life by instilling forever in me a strong sense of peace and self and a strong desire to discipline myself so that I excel in all I do. Furthermore, I strongly believe a daily walk with God will strengthen the hold of the Holy Spirit in my life, which in turn creates a better work ethic. Furthermore, I do understand, however, that I can only do these things because I am learning to lean not on my own understanding. My thoughts are no longer on questioning God. I often condemn my failure, and they have been many, as I am only human. But I am always reminded of who I am and what I have been promised and what I must do. These discouraging thoughts never last long; all that God has given me to do, I can do. I am learning to put aside childish things and become the adult I am meant to be. I have grown up a reader. Furthermore, I have been reading everything I could since I was able to read. Dreaming often follows reading; thus, I am a dreamer. I have aspirations for great things, particularly in the government of this country. My ultimate goal is to be on the Supreme Court. Things have been so wrong in that branch of government, and I have seen the effects of ignoring the Constitution and the Biblical basis that it was founded on. I believe that is impossible to explain the ideas of true government, freedom, and what people have a right to and what they do not, to a completely immoral society; I see all things in black and white, right and wrong, without relativity. I do not stand for compromise or lies, and I will not put up with the constant degradation of the country that I love. Furthermore, I will do something about it if it kills me. It is through the rigorous program at Patrick Henry that I intend to do this. I believe that because I am young, it is time that I undertake something that will humble me more than I have yet been. I feel that the things you wish to instill in your students are exactly what I need to learn. Furthermore, I feel that a good classical education background will help my in my aspirations, and that your emphasis on Godly life will never allow me to compromise or to be deceived into accepting a lower standard. Furthermore, I understand that my youth may present a question of my readiness. Allow me to assure you of it. I have ever been an adapting person. I learn to change tactics quickly in order to succeed, while at the same time have learned to never lose sight of what I have and what I have left to do. Above all else, however, I believe that God has called me in this direction. I believe this to be the next step in His plan for me. Right now, there is nothing I desire more than to attend Patrick Henry College. I believe that I have an anointing to lead, and a matching desire. It was prophesied to me by a dear friend that I am not a preacher or much of a speaker at all, but I will lead and minister through my actions. Though I still need to mature, the anointing is inside me and especially now, when I am deciding the next steps for my life, I feel it boiling out of me, pulsating and humming. It motivates me to think and to analyze, to grow. I believe that the education and atmosphere you offer will be more rigorous than I have ever experience or can expect, but that I will ultimately succeed. I feel guided to your school, your impeccable professors and administrators, and your pursuit of excellence. Furthermore, I have spent my childhood preparing to prepare. It fills me with joy to think of what God has for me. I give Him my all every day, but I know God has bigger plans for my life, and I give it wholly to Him. I need to be prepared. Furthermore, I need to learn to care for myself while still caring for others. Furthermore, I need to learn to think and articulate and inspire like never before. Furthermore, I can think of no better way to continue my life and move up to a different phase in my life than at your school. Furthermore, I feel and always have felt that this school is meant for me. Furthermore, I feel that my love for knowledge, truth, and justice will also help me to do what I am called to do in a way that will truly touch this country. Furthermore, I have always loved reading and writing, and I admit I like to argue sometimes. Furthermore, I have a talent of expressing myself fairly well though it still is in the rough. Furthermore, I know that God is helping me grow through His word and through direct prayer to Him, but He has also promised me friends and peers to help guide me and teach me. Furthermore, I believe that those promised persons can be found in your school, and I ask to be admitted there. Furthermore, I appreciate your time in reading this and may God bless you and keep you, and may His face shine upon you.

This is the topic for the essay: "In the space provided, please write a concise narrative in which you describe a meaningful event, experience or accomplishment in your life and how it will affect your college experience or your contribution to the UF campus community. You may want to reflect on your family, your school or community activities, or your involvement in areas outside of school. " Please let me know if you'd be willing to help and I will email you my work. Thanks

This is the topic for the essay: "In the space provided, please write a concise narrative in which you describe a meaningful event, experience or accomplishment in your life and how it will affect your college experience or your contribution to the OF campus community. You may want to reflect on your family, your school or community activities, or your involvement in areas outside of school. " Please let me know if you'd be willing to help, and I will email you my work. Thanks

i'm not sure if i answered this question sufficiently. it's a transfer essay. i know i have tense and wordiness problems but i'm sure there are more ^.~ please help. --------- "No crying." My aunt uttered these two words to us. I turned to look at my sister and my mom but the their tears just dripped down their faces. All of a sudden the four of us, including my aunt, began to sob as we said our goodbyes. I never thought that this moment would actually come. Just yesterday I was playing with my friends happily, perhaps, to avoid the fact that I am leaving my home and my mother. My sister and I had been petitioned by our father to come to America accompanied by our grandfather. This moment would have come sooner had my mom took care of the papers. When she received my father's letter about the petition papers, she ignored it. What mother can bear to lose their children? She spoke to us about it and we all decided not to discuss about the matter. Finally after two years, she took us to Manila and began to process the petition papers. Did my mother give up on us? Did she want us to go away? These questions lingered in my thoughts but knowing my own mother, she would not dare. Like many, she would give up her life for us. During our two months stay in Manila, I confronted her about it. She looked at me and tried to explain but her tears uncontrollably trickled down her cheeks. The only thing she could whisper was, "I am doing this for you" and gave me a hug I will never forget. I did not understand what she said. Six months later we are off to America. My grandfather even ended his Philippine vacation just so my sister and I would not be alone in the plane. Both of us were so exhausted from crying that we fell asleep as soon as the plane gained altitude. My mom and I had been protecting my sister from any family problems ever since. We did not want her to feel any sadness. All I could say to her now was about going to Disneyland. It made her happy. The next thing I knew, we are driving down a freeway. Looking out the window, I gazed upon the bald mountains and the calmness of the traffic. I must be dreaming. I wanted to wake up and see my mother again! Instead, I turned around and saw my stepmother playing with my little brother. Sleeping next to me is my sister. I fell back to sleep, again. All these years I had been troubled, depressed and tried to adapt to this foreign country and my new family. A part of me never accepted any of it. Yet the look on my mother's eyes vividly remained in my memory. It kept me going hoping to see and be with her again. My mother did what she had to do without thinking of herself. She gave us up in exchange to better our lives. America is the land of opportunity. She was not willing to take our opportunity away from us, even if it means losing her children. She made a sacrifice that sculpted my life, our lives. I, now, understand.

I'm not sure if I answered this question sufficiently. It's a transfer essay. I know I have tense and wordiness problems but I'm sure there are more ^.~ please help. --------- "No crying." My aunt uttered these two words to us. I turned to look at my sister and my mom but the tears just dripped down their faces. All of a sudden the four of us, including my aunt, began to sob as we said our goodbyes. I never thought that this moment would actually come. Just yesterday I was playing with my friends happily, perhaps, to avoid the fact that I am leaving my home and my mother. My sister and I had been petitioned by our father to come to America accompanied by our grandfather. This moment would have come sooner had my mom took care of the papers. When she received my father's letter about the petition papers, she ignored it. What mother can bear to lose their children? She spoke to us about it, and we all decided not to discuss the matter. Finally, after two years, she took us to Manila and began to process the petition papers. Did my mother give up on us? Did she want us to go away? These questions lingered in my thoughts but knowing my own mother, she would not dare. Like many, she would give up her life for us. During our two months stay in Manila, I confronted her about it. She looked at me and tried to explain, but her tears uncontrollably trickled down her cheeks. The only thing she could whisper was, "I am doing this for you" and gave me a hug I will never forget. I did not understand what she said. Six months later we are off to America. My grandfather even ended his Philippine vacation just so my sister and I would not be alone in the plane. Both of us were so exhausted from crying that we fell asleep as soon as the plane gained altitude. My mom and I had been protecting my sister from any family problems ever since. We did not want her to feel any sadness. All I could say to her now was about going to Disneyland. It made her happy. The next thing I knew, we are driving down a freeway. Looking out the window, I gazed upon the bald mountains and the calmness of the traffic. I must be dreaming. I wanted to wake up and see my mother again! Instead, I turned around and saw my stepmother playing with my little brother. Sleeping next to me is my sister. I fell back to sleep, again. All these years I had been troubled, depressed and tried to adapt to this foreign country and my new family. A part of me never accepted any of it. Yet the look on my mother's eyes vividly remained in my memory. It kept me going hoping to see and be with her again. My mother did what she had to do without thinking of herself. She gave us up in exchange to better our lives. America is the land of opportunity. She was not willing to take our opportunity away from us, even if it means losing her children. She made a sacrifice that sculpted my life, our lives. I, now, understand.

I NEED HELP WITH MY ESSAY. PLEASE REVISE IT. THANK YOU!!! Biographical Essay I was born in Ilo, Peru an industrial port, located in the southern coast part of Peru. A place, where some times of the year ships would arrive full of foreign merchants. My grandfather was the owner of a great fishing ship. He has travelled around the world and was always relating with foreign people. I grew in that environment, of sea, surrounded by marine sorts. Ilo is filled with beautiful marine species and birds. The people are very welcoming and happy. There is a lot of commerce. It is a little place but there, one of the best companies of the country meets; Southern Peru Copper Corporation. The company that back in the day used to be my father's workplace. As a child, my life was quite perfect. I was innocent and unaware of all the pain and suffering in the world. Ever since I was in kindergarten I have always been an outstanding student. I was famous at my school for winning all sorts of diplomas and sports competition. The spelling contests were won every year by the same person and that was me. When I turned 11, my parents decided to move to the highlands of Peru. At first, I was totally against their decision. I could not believe that I was leaving the urban to go to the rural. The culture I was born in did not approve the highland people. We even used them as insults. If it was a very hot day, and you were wearing a long-sleeve shirt, you would be called a "Cholo" (Peruvian disparaging connotation referring to the Andean people) and nobody wanted to be called that. I didn't realize that Huaraz would change my life forever. It was there where my life truly began. It was the beginning of all that I would accomplish later on. Growing up in Huaraz, Ancash gave me a completely new vision of my country, as well as life. I have learned a lot mentally and socially. Languages spoken were not the same, since they speak Quechua, and so were the lifestyles of locals. I have learned much from living in both places, learning to communicate with people, assimilating myself culturally into the various societies present. The experience in itself was a lesson for me to connect myself with my own ethnic background. As a student, I consider myself a very competitive and proficient girl with an enterprising and leadership attitude. I like teamwork. I want to cross frontiers. I want to move forward and do something in life. I want to get the best in what I do. In Huaraz, I began practicing a sport that changed my life forever; karate. In the past, I was quite a shy girl, but through karate I have gained confidence and a very high spirit. Karate has developed my focus and concentration. At the same time, I have a lot of fun practicing it. This sport has given me excellent flexibility and it's made me athletic. Helping later on with my triumphs in other spots I did, for example, swimming, being my regions' breaststroke style record holder and High Jump with which I have won national games. As a black belt and teacher of the younger students, I have learned to lead by example. Karate has given me victories and failures forcing me to learn from both. I will never forget the time I was dominated national champion of leagues, in the city of Chiclayo, Peru. All my life I have felt that my vocation is to help others; two years ago I offered to join a community service group doing all sorts of work in the orphanages of the town. In the area of leadership, I was leader of the youth's group. The summer of 10th grade I went to do community service in "Rivas", one of the poorest neighborhoods in Huaraz (Peru), conformed of "Campesinos" (farmers from the rural areas of the country), and our mission was to play with the children and bring a smile back to their faces. During all my life the person that has always been there for me is my mother, who I thank dearly for helping me become who I am today. I would have never made it as far as I have without her. I have watched her struggle with running a household and strived to make my sisters and me strong people with independent minds. She defined my values and taught me how to trust my abilities and myself. I will use all that she has taught me as the inspiration to accomplish every single one of my dreams. Finally, there is someone who means a great deal to me. He has, as my grandfather used to say "the strength of a mountain, and the wisdom of ages". He has taught me most of what I know. He taught me to ride my bike. I remember when I use to think my dad was a super hero, and that he could do anything. I use to always say, "Daddy, fix it." And he always tried his hardest to fix whatever needed fixing. I have always admired him. He knows how to balance work life with our home life. My father is a very competent person. At present he is studying a PhD on Business Management. He is an electric Mechanical Engineer by profession. Works at a Mining company and we have travelled all over Peru due to his profession, giving me the opportunity to know various cultures and realities.

I NEED HELP WITH MY ESSAY. PLEASE REVISE IT. THANK YOU!!! Biographical Essay I was born in Ill, Peru an industrial port, located in the southern coast part of Peru. A place, where sometimes of the year ships would arrive full of foreign merchants. My grandfather was the owner of a great fishing ship. He has travelled around the world and was always relating with foreign people. I grew in that environment, of sea, surrounded by marine sorts. Ill is filled with beautiful marine species and birds. The people are very welcoming and happy. There is a lot of commerce. It is a little place but there, one of the best companies of the country meets; Southern Peru Copper Corporation. The company that back in the day used to be my father's workplace. As a child, my life was quite perfect. I was innocent and unaware of all the pain and suffering in the world. Ever since I was in kindergarten I have always been an outstanding student. I was famous at my school for winning all sorts of diplomas and sports competition. The spelling contests were won every year by the same person and that was me. When I turned 11, my parents decided to move to the highlands of Peru. At first, I was totally against their decision. I could not believe that I was leaving the urban to go to the rural. The culture I was born in did not approve the highland people. We even used them as insults. If it was a very hot day, and you were wearing a long-sleeve shirt, you would be called a "Colo" (Peruvian disparaging connotation referring to the Andean people) and nobody wanted to be called that. I didn't realize that Quartz would change my life forever. It was there where my life truly began. It was the beginning of all that I would accomplish later on. Growing up in Quartz, An cash gave me a completely new vision of my country, as well as life. I have learned a lot mentally and socially. Languages spoken were not the same, since they speak Quechua, and so were the lifestyles of locals. I have learned much from living in both places, learning to communicate with people, assimilating myself culturally into the various societies present. The experience in itself was a lesson for me to connect myself with my own ethnic background. As a student, I consider myself a very competitive and proficient girl with an enterprising and leadership attitude. I like teamwork. I want to cross frontiers. Furthermore, I want to move forward and do something in life. Furthermore, I want to get the best in what I do. In Quartz, I began practicing a sport that changed my life forever; karate. In the past, I was quite a shy girl, but through karate I have gained confidence and a very high spirit. Karate has developed my focus and concentration. At the same time, I have a lot of fun practicing it. This sport has given me excellent flexibility, and it's made me athletic. Helping later on with my triumphs in other spots I did, for example, swimming, being my regions' breaststroke style record holder and High Jump with which I have won national games. As a black belt and teacher of the younger students, I have learned to lead by example. Karate has given me victories and failures forcing me to learn from both. I will never forget the time I was dominated national champion of leagues, in the city of Chiclayo, Peru. All my life I have felt that my vocation is to help others; two years ago I offered to join a community service group doing all sorts of work in the orphanages of the town. In the area of leadership, I was leader of the youth's group. The summer of 10th grade I went to do community service in "Rivas", one of the poorest neighborhoods in Quartz (Peru), conformed of "Campsites" (farmers from the rural areas of the country), and our mission was to play with the children and bring a smile back to their faces. During all my life the person that has always been there for me is my mother, who I thank dearly for helping me become who I am today. I would have never made it as far as I have without her. I have watched her struggle with running a household and strived to make my sisters and me strong people with independent minds. She defined my values and taught me how to trust my abilities and me. I will use all that she has taught me as the inspiration to accomplish every single one of my dreams. Finally, there is someone who means a great deal to me. He has, as my grandfather used to say "the strength of a mountain, and the wisdom of ages". He has taught me most of what I know. Furthermore, he taught me to ride my bike. I remember when I used to think my dad was a superhero, and that he could do anything. I use to always say, "Daddy, fix it." And he always tried his hardest to fix whatever needed fixing. I have always admired him. He knows how to balance work life with our home life. My father is a very competent person. At present, he is studying a PhD on Business Management. He is an electric Mechanical Engineer by profession. Works at a Mining company, and we have travelled all over Peru due to his profession, giving me the opportunity to know various cultures and realities.

I want to thank you in advance for your time and corporation.----------------------- Turning Dreams into RealitiesBy: [name here] Growing up in a small, quite and a close-knit village in [city], [country], I had little exposure to the larger world, except through newspapers and television. I was able to grow up in a place where few people locked their doors because everyone looked out for each other. It was not uncommon for people to mow their neighbor's lawn or just help in general without being asked for praise. Rarely did I pass someone on the street without making eye contact and offering a friendly greeting, it was just a common courtesy. I viewed the world as a place with relatively few problems, and solutions for the little problems that arose. But on April 18, 2000 my life drastically transformed and my prospective about the world changed forever. It was the day when, not only I stepped down at JFK, but I stepped into a whole new dimension of life. Unaware of what life would be like in the US, I began my quest to turn dream into realities. My journey began as an unacquainted high school student in the U.S. After being admitted to the 10th grade, I quickly started learning and adopting the necessary skills needed to survive. The way that I think, react, and live eventually started to change. With confidence, I became a very ambitious and hard-working student and within 3 years, I completed the High School curriculum. Upon graduation because of financial adversity, I was unable to attend college immediately. I acquired a job at the local store. As time passed, I discovered that academic deficiency limited my employment opportunities. My decision to enroll at [college name], a technical college located in the center of [city], formed from various factors. First, I needed an immediate degree. Secondly, I needed a school that can provide low-pressure, low-budget, close-to-home education. Like many non-traditional students, I needed to acquire hands-on experience, a major factor involved in the hiring process of today's competitive business and industry. I gained interest in computers while attending [college]. Initially I signed for a general office technology program, but as time passed I became facinated by computers. Hence I started attending seminers and discussions on computers. Upon understanding how a computer operates and what role it plays in today's technological world, I became even more intersted and I immdiately knew this is what I wanted to study. Even till to this day, I'm still facinated by computers, networks and technology and thus far this has been the best decision I've ever made. At [college], I found classes very challenging, yet rewarding and as I achieved a G.P.A. of 3.3 during the first semester, I strove to improve and longed to move up the ladder of success until I reached the top. Receiving a G.P.A. of 3.8 my second semester, I came to appreciate academic stimulation. I had overcome the obstacle of change and found my place in the [college] community. The success of my first year instilled me with a drive to improve myself prompting me to seek greater challenges and rewards. This past winter, my brother insisted me to go on a campus visit at [name of college I'm applying to] along with his class and so I agreed. I toured the campus, spoke to few students and was very impressed. I could tell students love attending [name of college I'm applying to] . The alumi to whom I spoke said they felt completely at home on campus. From the way they spoke to each other, it seemed as if they had been friends forever. I know I want to feel that way about my college, and to make lifelong friends there, and I believe [name of college I'm applying to] is the university for me. As a transfer student, I am about to embark on a new path and take another step in my academic journey. It is my goal to make every one of my dreams realities and I believe that [name of college I'm applying to] is a step in the right direction. I am certain that [name of college I'm applying to] will give me ample opportunity to fulfill my academic goals by providing me with the tools I need for continued success as I strive to achieve all of my dreams. [name of college I'm applying to] is my first choice because I believe that [name of college I'm applying to]'s education will best prepare me to catapult myself into an exciting future, in a world much larger and more complicated than the one I knew growing up.

I want to thank you in advance for your time and corporation.----------------------- Turning Dreams into Realities: [name here] Growing up in a small, quite and a close-knit village in [city], [country], I had little exposure to the larger world, except through newspapers and television. I was able to grow up in a place where few people locked their doors because everyone looked out for each other. It was not uncommon for people to mow their neighbor's lawn or just help in general without being asked for praise. Rarely did I pass someone on the street without making eye contact and offering a friendly greeting, it was just a common courtesy. I viewed the world as a place with relatively few problems, and solutions for the little problems that arose. But on April 18, 2000, my life drastically transformed and my prospective about the world changed forever. It was the day when, not only I stepped down at JFK, but I stepped into a whole new dimension of life. Unaware of what life would be like in the US, I began my quest to turn dream into realities. My journey began as an unacquainted high school student in the U.S. After being admitted to the 10th grade, I quickly started learning and adopting the necessary skills needed to survive. The way that I think, react, and live eventually started to change. With confidence, I became a very ambitious and hard-working student and within 3 years, I completed the High School curriculum. Upon graduation because of financial adversity, I was unable to attend college immediately. I acquired a job at the local store. As time passed, I discovered that academic deficiency limited my employment opportunities. My decision to enroll at [college name], a technical college located in the center of [city], formed from various factors. First, I needed an immediate degree. Secondly, I needed a school that can provide low-pressure, low-budget, close-to-home education. Like many non-traditional students, I needed to acquire hands-on experience, a major factor involved in the hiring process of today's competitive business and industry. I gained interest in computers while attending [college]. Initially I signed for a general office technology program, but as time passed I became fascinated by computers. Hence, I started attending seminars and discussions on computers. Upon understanding how a computer operates and what role it plays in today's technological world, I became even more interested and I immediately knew this is what I wanted to study. Even till to this day, I'm still fascinated by computers, networks and technology and thus far this has been the best decision I've ever made. At [college], I found classes very challenging, yet rewarding and as I achieved a G.P.A. of 3.3 during the first semester, I strove to improve and longed to move up the ladder of success until I reached the top. Receiving a G.P.A. of 3.8 my second semester, I came to appreciate academic stimulation. I had overcome the obstacle of change and found my place in the [college] community. The success of my first year instilled me with a drive to improve myself prompting me to seek greater challenges and rewards. This past winter, my brother insisted me to go on a campus visit at [name of college I'm applying to] along with his class, and so I agreed. I toured the campus, spoke to few students and was very impressed. I could tell students love attending [name of college I'm applying to]. The alumni to whom I spoke said they felt completely at home on campus. From the way they spoke to each other, it seemed as if they had been friends forever. I know I want to feel that way about my college, and to make lifelong friends there, and I believe [name of college I'm applying to] is the university for me. As a transfer student, I am about to embark on a new path and take another step in my academic journey. It is my goal to make every one of my dreams realities and I believe that [name of college I'm applying to] is a step in the right direction. I am certain that [name of college I'm applying to] will give me ample opportunity to fulfill my academic goals by providing me with the tools I need for continued success as I strive to achieve all of my dreams. [name of college I'm applying to] is my first choice because I believe that [name of college I'm applying to]'s education will best prepare me to catapult myself into an exciting future, in a world much larger and more complicated than the one I knew growing up.

actually i have exam this week and it will be about the effect of bad friends for that reason i Hope someone going to help me how i can write about this topic and also explain me how i can write essay about causes and effect

Actually I have exam this week, and it will be about the effect of bad friends for that reason I Hope someone going to help me how I can write about this topic and also explain to me how I can write essay about causes and effect

I remember the first time I saw the mural on Broad and Spring Garden. My friend and I were sent by his father to pick up some truck parts from a warehouse in North Philadelphia, and as we drove down Spring Garden and approached the giant painting, my eyes got wider, and my jaw kept dropping. I was stunned by the giant girl in 'Common Threads' wearing the purple satin shirt, standing there like the Statue of Liberty; I felt that painting represented Philadelphia on more than one level. I had never considered murals to be fine art until that day, and I had never considered fine art outside of a museum setting. My interest in this internship lies on a few different levels. As an artist, I would like to learn the processes involved in painting a mural of any size. Although my mural experience is minimal, I have spent the last seven years painting on many different surface types and sizes, using many different types of paint. I have been trying different techniques, sometimes inspired by other artists, learning quickly and manipulating the style for my own liking. To spend six weeks working side by side with a professional mural painter, and perform whatever tasks they so need, would prove to be most beneficial for myself and helpful for them. In turn after learning what it takes to paint a mural, I would like to continue to work with the Mural Arts Program, helping with community projects, working with the youth and furthering my experience in the program. When I saw 'Common Threads' that day, I thought about how amazing the person who had painted that must feel, knowing so many people from all over the world see that every day and take that home with them as a beautiful representation of Philadelphia. This is a wonderful opportunity for an aspiring artist to work with one who is established as a member of the arts community in Philadelphia. I hope to work under someone like this, as I am willing to learn anything, try anything, and I am not afraid to get paint on my hands.

I remember the first time I saw the mural on Broad and Spring Garden. My friend and I were sent by his father to pick up some truck parts from a warehouse in North Philadelphia, and as we drove down Spring Garden and approached the giant painting, my eyes got wider, and my jaw kept dropping. I was stunned by the giant girl in 'Common Threads' wearing the purple satin shirt, standing there like the Statue of Liberty; I felt that painting represented Philadelphia on more than one level. I had never considered murals to be fine art until that day, and I had never considered fine art outside a museum setting. My interest in this internship lies on a few different levels. As an artist, I would like to learn the processes involved in painting a mural of any size. Although my mural experience is minimal, I have spent the last seven years painting on many surface types and sizes, using many types of paint. I have been trying different techniques, sometimes inspired by other artists, learning quickly and manipulating the style for my own liking. To spend six weeks working side by side with a professional mural painter, and perform whatever tasks they so need, would prove to be most beneficial for myself and helpful for them. In turn after learning what it takes to paint a mural, I would like to continue to work with the Mural Arts Program, helping with community projects, working with the youth and furthering my experience in the program. When I saw 'Common Threads' that day, I thought about how amazing the person who had painted that must feel, knowing so many people from all over the world see that every day and take that home with them as a beautiful representation of Philadelphia. This is a wonderful opportunity for an aspiring artist to work with one who is established as a member of the arts community in Philadelphia. I hope to work under someone like this, as I am willing to learn anything, try anything, and I am not afraid to get paint on my hands.

In my first experiences of working with Mr. Tinh, he fundamentally changed the way I learned and looked at Math. This teacher did not demand my classmates and me to practice numerous Math exercises; he frequently explained to us that solving a Math problem is not as important as finding out the way people generated it, and so he encouraged us to take the responsibility of creating new Math exercises ourselves. For me, such methods of learning Math were not only innovative, but also refreshing as we were able to become fully immersed in the study of Math. Studying in that way, I really learned to love the entire Math discipline. As a result, I achieved two 'Prizes of National Mathematics Olympiad'. For this, I am genuinely indebted and thankful for the efforts of my teacher. He was also extremely beneficial in steering my decision for University courses. As mentioned above, I love Math and I had previously dreamed that I would become a mathematician. I was always certain that after I finished High School, I would apply to study at a Math School in University. However, I approached my teacher to ask his opinion and he advised me that, although being a mathematician is an interesting occupation and will offer exciting challenges, in the present state of affairs my country does not need more Math theorems. Instead, what Vietnam is now lacking is Technology: new technology for Industrial and Economic Development. The Vietnamese industry is really in crying out for talented engineers with an innovative perspective. I spent a lot of time pondering this, until finally I decided to follow my teacher's wisdom. I will become an engineer and be equipped to contribute more towards my country's development, as my teacher foretold. I am applying for XYZ because I feel certain the XYZ is the best technology universities in the world and will offer me the best platform from which to succeed in achieving my goals. Furthermore, I am sure my teacher will be extremely proud if I study at XYZ in the next academic year.

In my first experiences of working with Mr. Tin, he fundamentally changed the way I learned and looked at Math. This teacher did not demand my classmates and me to practice numerous Math exercises; he frequently explained to us that solving a Math problem is not as important as finding out the way people generated it, and so he encouraged us to take the responsibility of creating new Math exercises ourselves. For me, such methods of learning Math were not only innovative, but also refreshing as we were able to become fully immersed in the study of Math. Studying in that way, I really learned to love the entire Math discipline. As a result, I achieved two 'Prizes of National Mathematics Olympiad'. For this, I am genuinely indebted and thankful for the efforts of my teacher. He was also extremely beneficial in steering my decision for University courses. As mentioned above, I love Math and I had previously dreamed that I would become a mathematician. I was always certain that after I finished High School, I would apply to study at a Math School in University. However, I approached my teacher to ask his opinion and he advised me that, although being a mathematician is an interesting occupation and will offer exciting challenges, in the present state of affairs my country does not need more Math theorems. Instead, what Vietnam is now lacking is Technology: new technology for Industrial and Economic Development. The Vietnamese industry is really in crying out for talented engineers with an innovative perspective. I spent a lot of time pondering this, until finally I decided to follow my teacher's wisdom. I will become an engineer and be equipped to contribute more towards my country's development, as my teacher foretold. Furthermore, I am applying for XYZ because I feel certain the XYZ is the best technology universities in the world and will offer me the best platform from which to succeed in achieving my goals. Furthermore, I am sure my teacher will be extremely proud if I study at XYZ in the next academic year.

Sam the painter and Rob enter into a contract on 9 October 2006 for Sam to paint theinterior of Rob's house, according to specifications set out in the contract. The contractprovides that Sam will commence work on 16 October 2006. Sam starts painting thatday, and finishes the work required on time in the early afternoon of 19 October 2006. ***Earlier that day, at 9am in the morning, Sam and Rob have the following conversation.Rob: 'I would like to get my grand piano back from where it is stored with myneighbour, so I can play it at my daughter's birthday party tomorrow.' Sam: 'No worriesRob.' Apart from saying hello and goodbye there are no other statements in thisconversation, and Rob leaves shortly afterwards to buy supplies for the party.*** When Robreturns that afternoon she is met with a scene of devastation. Although the painting hasbeen completed properly, the road in front of Rob's house is strewn with the shatteredwreckage of the grand piano. After the painting was finished, Sam had driven her smalltruck into the driveway of the neighbour's house, and loaded the piano onto the truckwith the help of her two assistants and the neighbours. Sam then drove out onto the road,and 20 metres down the road had turned left into the driveway of Rob's house. At thispoint, as the truck was turning, the gate at the back of the truck suddenly swung wideopen, and the piano came out of the back of the truck, falling heavily onto the road,breaking up into several pieces, all of which are completely beyond repair. one of my q. asks does the conversation on the 19October 2006 contains a consensus (an offer and acceptance or agreement) sufficientto support a contract? is there sufficient consideration? Im confused as to whether it is an oral contract or a non contractual agreement! Also Is sam liable for the piano in the tort of negligence?

Sam the painter and Rob enter into a contract on 9 October 2006 for Sam to paint the interior of Rob's house, according to specifications set out in the contract. The contract provides that Sam will commence work on 16 October 2006. Sam starts painting that day, and finishes the work required on time in the early afternoon of 19 October 2006. ***Earlier that day, at 9am in the morning, Sam and Rob have the following conversation. Rob: 'I would like to get my grand piano back from where it is stored with neighbor, so I can play it at my daughter's birthday party tomorrow.' Sam: 'No worries Rob.' Apart from saying hello and goodbye there are no other statements in this conversation, and Rob leaves shortly afterwards to buy supplies for the party.*** When Rob returns that afternoon she is met with a scene of devastation. Although the painting has been completed properly, the road in front of Rob's house is strewn with the shattered wreckage of the grand piano. After the painting was finished, Sam had driven her small truck into the driveway of the neighbor's house, and loaded the piano onto the truck with the help of her two assistants and the neighbors. Sam then drove out onto the road, and 20 meters down the road had turned left into the driveway of Rob's house. At this point, as the truck was turning, the gate at the back of the truck suddenly swung wide open, and the piano came out of the back of the truck, falling heavily onto the road, breaking up into several pieces, all of which are completely beyond repair. One of my q. asks does the conversation on the 19October 2006 contains a consensus (an offer and acceptance or agreement) sufficient to support a contract? Is there sufficient consideration? I'm confused whether it is an oral contract or a non-contractual agreement! Also Is Sam liable for the piano in the tort of negligence?

Well, first off, I really want to get into school for animation, that's what I'm applying for. It's been something I wanted to do since I was a kid. I've always been interested in art, I have a portfolio and I've taken a college credit coarse in 2d art portfolio for my last year of high school. Only thing I do not know how to word my passion for it. I know I'll put full effort into it, it is not an opportunity I will allow to pass me by. I expect my education at this college to help me attain my goals by giving me the experience I need for the job I want. Examples of companies that I'd be really interested in working for in the future are Blizzard and EA Games... I just really need help wording it is all.

Well, first off, I really want to get into school for animation, that's what I'm applying for. It's been something I wanted to do since I was a kid. I've always been interested in art, I have a portfolio, and I've taken a college credit coarse in 2d art portfolio for my last year of high school. Only thing I do not know how to word my passion for it. I know I'll put full effort into it, it is not an opportunity I will allow passing me by. I expect my education at this college to help me attain my goals by giving me the experience I need for the job I want. Examples of companies that I'd be really interested in working for in the future are Blizzard and EA Games... I just really need help wording it is all.

Essay 2: Describe an experience that has been a strong influence on the goals you have set yourself. Motto: "Poetry is not the written text, nor the interpretation of the text, but the effect of the text upon the reader" (Adrian Urmanov) On Monday, at 17.00 o'clock, my city can hardly bear the noise of the cars, the thrill of people, this accidental meeting of metal and flesh bodies on the streets. But every Monday at 17.00 o'clock, between January 2006 and February 2007, I have had a city of my own, inhabited by a vivid group of six people and the worldspace that I have reached in that time was the one of poetry, films, music and tea. For the last year I have been a member of an unconventional literary circle, called "Alive Poetry". It has been a place that enriched me both as a futurepotential poet and as a person. It is strange and beautiful at the same time, when thinking that the name of this poetry workshop can be both translated as "Poetry in Life" and "Alive Poetry" and it is this vividness of mind occurring from poetry writing until now that, for me, is ineffable. It has been a year in which we met every week, we wrote and read poetry, we have seen films and talked about them. We have also shared our visions about what poetry can take from other arts and fields of study in order to bring people face to face with essential things about themselves and about the space that they inhabit every day. This particular need of people to find something about themselves and the need to belong to something is what we mainly discussed about. Within our literary workshop, "Alive Poetry", we have tried to bring poetry closer to people, through public readings from both famous poets and our own lyrics, during the book fairs. We have also specially brought to "Bookfest" (book fair) ordinary plastic glasses with tea and some other objects but we transformed them, we gave them a new identity, by writing lyrics on them. It was not much, yet enough to see that people are sometimes afraid of receiving messages personally addressed and also afraid of less usual communication means. Therefore, I understood that poetry should reach people without letting them know it does that, like advertisements do every day. One of my goals is to set up a community of young artists from as many countries as possible that would be willing to devote their time to bring poetry in the centre of different installations and performances. I want to bring poetry into the public space using my knowledge from the field of advertising in that of art. Ever since I have learned about terms as "elevator advertising", "guerrilla advertising", "out of home advertising", I have been thinking of making a simple, yet adventurous substitution. That is how and why potential concepts like "elevator poetry", "guerrilla poetry", "out of home poetry" came about so naturally and inspired me to think of spaces inhabited firstly by poetry and afterwards by people. This community of artists that I am having in mind would be called "e l e v a t o r" and would stand for the idea that people are in need of poetry but they can only be reached in-between "floors" of perception and dispositions of retrieving a message. Therefore, the urban landscapes would provide these multi - layered types of places. It is for sure that my interest in poetry has been set since long ago, but this particular intention to "stick" it to people represents a project, an idea, a feeling that only because of "Alive Poetry" has started having a shape. My long term goal deals with identifying and continuously refreshing the means through which art, but especially poetry, can reach people. I can do this in the field of cultural management, but mostly continuing to write and to research what poetry can, actually, give people.

Essay 2: Describe an experience that has been a strong influence on the goals you have set yourself. Motto: "Poetry is not the written text, nor the interpretation of the text, but the effect of the text upon the reader" (Adrian Romanov) On Monday, at 17.00 o'clock, my city can hardly bear the noise of the cars, the thrill of people, this accidental meeting of metal and flesh bodies on the streets. But every Monday at 17.00 o'clock, between January 2006 and February 2007, I have had a city of my own, inhabited by a vivid group of six people and the world space that I have reached in that time was the one of poetry, films, music and tea. For the last year I have been a member of an unconventional literary circle, called "Alive Poetry". It has been a place that enriched me both as a future potential poet and as a person. It is strange and beautiful at the same time, when thinking that the name of this poetry workshop can be both translated as "Poetry in Life" and "Alive Poetry" and it is this vividness of mind occurring from poetry writing until now that, for me, is ineffable. Furthermore, it has been a year in which we met every week, we wrote and read poetry, we have seen films and talked about them. We have also shared our visions about what poetry can take from other arts and fields of study in order to bring people face to face with essential things about themselves and about the space that they inhabit every day. This particular need of people to find something about themselves and the need to belong to something is what we mainly discussed . Within our literary workshop, "Alive Poetry", we have tried to bring poetry closer to people, through public readings from both famous poets and our own lyrics, during the book fairs. We have also specially brought to "Book fest" (book fair) ordinary plastic glasses with tea and some other objects, but we transformed them, we gave them a new identity, by writing lyrics on them. It was not much, yet enough to see that people are sometimes afraid of receiving messages personally addressed and also afraid of less usual communication means. Therefore, I understood that poetry should reach people without letting them know it does that, like advertisements do every day. One of my goals is to set up a community of young artists from as many countries as possible that would be willing to devote their time to bring poetry in the center of different installations and performances. I want to bring poetry into the public space using my knowledge from the field of advertising in that of art. Ever since I have learned about terms as "elevator advertising", "guerrilla advertising", "out of home advertising", I have been thinking of making a simple, yet adventurous substitution. That is how and why potential concepts like "elevator poetry", "guerrilla poetry", "out of home poetry" came about so naturally and inspired me to think of spaces inhabited firstly by poetry and afterwards by people. This community of artists that I am having in mind would be called "e l e v a t o r" and would stand for the idea that people are in need of poetry, but they can only be reached in-between "floors" of perception and dispositions of retrieving a message. Therefore, the urban landscapes would provide these multi - layered types of places. It is for sure that my interest in poetry has been set since long ago, but this particular intention to "stick" it to people represents a project, an idea, a feeling that only because of "Alive Poetry" has started having a shape. My long term goal deals with identifying and continuously refreshing the means through which art, but especially poetry, can reach people. I can do this in the field of cultural management, but mostly continuing to write and to research what poetry can, actually, give people.

I must say that i am not native in English, so there might be problems with the word order or some expressions or any other mistakes. I really need your advice as soon as possible, please. I am also not sure if I followed all the rulesof essay writing (like descriptiveargumentative etc.) Where i wasn't sure of what word I should use, I wrote both variants with a slash between. Hope to hear from you soon!All the best,Livia Essay 1: Why ECLA? When Mark Twain wrote this sentence, "Don't let school interfere with your education", he probably did not imagine that, one day, there would be a place to contradict his idea. I do believe that ECLA is that place. During all my years of studying, until now, I have been trying to makeset peace between my "self" that went to school and the other that wanted to read poetry, to learn to play an instrument, to learn origami, to watch films, to have unconventional conversations with intelligent people. Making small and patient steps was my method to become acquainted with different fields of studies that I was not offered the opportunity to approach in school. I became aware of the importance of assertiveness in learning and I have set myself some credos which are, I believe, a present meeting point between me and ECLA. I trust the discomfortuneasiness of questions. I do not trust the comfort of answers.Therefore, ECLA can stimulate me to question all the matters that I have been sure of until now, in the sense of enriching the perspectives of my thoughts and sweeping off any traces of comforting cliche. In fact, one of my most intimate thoughts is that beings, objects and things of this world can only communicate with each other when they are on the same frequency of sensibility. I felt this common frequency whenever I accessed ECLA site and I kept reading over and over again its generous curriculum with core and elective courses. I have also read the statements of former and present students, fact which reinforced my trust in this matter of sensitivity frequencies. With all the modesty, I consider that, during my education years, I have been preparing myself to become an ECLA student, even before knowing about this place. I believe in commas and in points of ellipsis. I do not believe in full stops. In ECLA I can learn about subjects that I do not have extensive knowledge of yet and also benefit of academic teaching in fields that I have mostly approached as an autodidact. These fields include music, poetry or film studies. I feel that, at ECLA, I could bring to life all my projects regarding poetry and origami installations. This constant preoccupation for aliveness has been guiding my life due tobecause of a continuous struggle not to become the tamed child of an institution called school. For me, ECLA is both aliveness and generosity. The first because this place meets my expectations in which regards the curricula (and the student life approach) and the latter because of those people that benefited of a liberal education and thought of creating this opportunity for other young students all over the world. I believe in the silence of hard work. I believe in the rustle of intellectual intuition. All the descriptions on the site and of the courses led me to the conclusion that ECLA is a place that appreciates hard learning, but also encourages the intuitive skills of the individual, one's ability to mistrust books and citations, once in a while, and make his own empirical judgement. Once more, I am really willing to rediscover this ability that grows silent in formal education institutions. It is also my personal belief that creativity is only the top of hard studying, either in poetry, history or philosophy. I trust the coherence of values. I trust the perpetual wandering of mind. My strongest conviction is that ECLA represents the place where all my beliefs could meet and where my past experience can be bridged with my future endeavours. Nonetheless, I consider ECLA the place that can lead me to knowunderstand more about myself while understanding more about the others.

I must say that I am not native in English, so there might be problems with the word order or some expressions or any other mistakes. I really need your advice as soon as possible, please. Furthermore, I am also not sure if I followed all the rules of essay writing (like descriptive argumentative etc.) Where I wasn't sure of what word I should use, I wrote both variants with a slash between. Hope to hear from you soon! All the best, Livia Essay 1: Why UCLA? When Mark Twain wrote this sentence, "Don't let school interfere with your education", he probably did not imagine that, one day, there would be a place to contradict his idea. I do believe that UCLA is that place. During all my years of studying, until now, I have been trying to make set peace between my "self" that went to school and the other that wanted to read poetry, to learn to play an instrument, to learn origami, to watch films, to have unconventional conversations with intelligent people. Making small and patient steps was my method to become acquainted with different fields of studies that I was not offered the opportunity to approach in school. I became aware of the importance of assertiveness in learning and I have set myself some credos which are, I believe, a present meeting point between me and UCLA. I trust the discomfort uneasiness of questions. Furthermore, I do not trust the comfort of answers. Therefore, UCLA can stimulate me to question all the matters that I have been sure of until now, in the sense of enriching the perspectives of my thoughts and sweeping off any traces of comforting cliché. In fact, one of my most intimate thoughts is that beings, objects and things of this world can only communicate with each other when they are on the same frequency of sensibility. I felt this common frequency whenever I accessed UCLA site and I kept reading over and over again its generous curriculum with core and elective courses. I have also read the statements of former and present students, fact which reinforced my trust in this matter of sensitivity frequencies. With all the modesty, I consider that, during my education years, I have been preparing myself to become an UCLA student, even before knowing about this place. I believe in commas and in points of ellipsis. I do not believe in full stops. In UCLA I can learn about subjects that I do not have extensive knowledge of yet and also benefit of academic teaching in fields that I have mostly approached as an autodidact. These fields include music, poetry or film studies. I feel that, at UCLA, I could bring to life all my projects regarding poetry and origami installations. This constant preoccupation for aliveness has been guiding my life due to because of a continuous struggle not to become the tamed child of an institution called school. For me, UCLA is both aliveness and generosity. The first because this place meets my expectations in which regards the curricula (and the student life approach) and the latter because of those people that benefited of a liberal education and thought of creating this opportunity for other young students all over the world. I believe in the silence of hard work. I believe in the rustle of intellectual intuition. All the descriptions on the site and of the courses led me to the conclusion that UCLA is a place that appreciates hard learning, but also encourages the intuitive skills of the individual, one's ability to mistrust books and citations, once in a while, and make his own empirical judgement. Once more, I am really willing to rediscover this ability that grows silent in formal education institutions. It is also my personal belief that creativity is only the top of hard studying, either in poetry, history or philosophy. I trust the coherence of values. I trust the perpetual wandering of mind. My strongest conviction is that UCLA represents the place where all my beliefs could meet and where my experience can be bridged with my future endeavors. Nonetheless, I consider UCLA the place that can lead me to know understand more about myself while understanding more about the others.

I am just pulling a blank... a little advice on how to begin and tackle this?

I am just pulling a blank... a little advice on how to begin and tackle this?

You are beginning a new experience by attending APUS. Take some time to reflect on your decision to embark on this journey. Think about the reasons behind your decision to be a learner at this time. People are motivated to attend college for various reasons. It may be to increase their knowledge, to learn a new skill, to prepare for a career, to make friends, etc. Why are you attending college? What do you hope to gain from the experience? What qualities or skills do you have that make you suited for studying in a technological age? What will you do that will make you successful at this? What things do you feel will be a challenge to you and how will you overcome them? Cite examples and provide reasons and support for your answers. This is my essay: The decision to attend college has undeniably always been of tremendous significance. However, the third millennium offers new possibilities because in parallel of the traditional brick and mortar colleges, digital universities have progressively appeared over the past decade. However, what triggers someone to enter such a kind of virtual institution of higher education? What can expect an individual from them? Does it necessitate particular competences? Do the curriculums present new or supplementary impediments? What are the ingredients of a successful story? Such questions haunt the nights of countless would-be students, and especially one of them: me. Economic and social reasons are the major constitutive factors that sparked off my motivation for attending college. Conventional wisdom has it that a degree has monetary implications on the employment market. However, in 1998, a study conducted by Institute for Higher Education Policy confirmed that degree holders harvest more financial benefits than high school graduates or dropouts. The first clue is that a Bachelor notably increases the earning power by about 75%. The second indicator is that unemployment rate with a Bachelor is half as important as with a High School Diploma. The third gain is in relation with savings since a graduate has a superior pecuniary potential and therefore economizes more. The fourth point is concerned with working conditions. Indeed, graduates habitually keep white-collar jobs. Accordingly, the employee's situation is less strenuous and health impairing. The fifth indicator is of noteworthy weight in global economy for linked with the professional, and to some extent personal, mobility. On the one hand, among that trouble, two other social motives are fundamental for my common law wife and me. Actually, our goal is to create a family and provide our household with maximum security in the long term as regards health protection and quality of life for our future progeny. All those pointers emphasize the non-degree recipients' concerns. Lastly, partly due to the evolution of the global and French Defense Industries added to my personal situation, since I am currently unemployed and only holder of a High School Diploma, these considerations are all the more pertinent for me. Those reflections aroused a firm determination in me to pursue further studies not only at a college but also at an American and military specialized university, and in the case in point: American Military University. The journey I have just embarked on would be wholly rewarding if I could improve several aspects. First, my aim is to ameliorate my professional outlooks. I intend to orientate my career toward domains in which I am interested in working for, namely the International Relations and the Military History. For that reason, I have chosen to apply for a Bachelor in International Relations with a concentration in Regional and Comparative Politics and I want to adjoin a minor in Military History. I also plan to enroll in various courses which central theme is Special Operations. Second, I expect to broaden my job opportunities. Insofar as the American Military University syllabus requires intensive writing, I have the hope to approach academic fluency and style in English. That ability will help me to obtain a job in an English speaking company. Nevertheless, in addition to the pleasure felt when mastering a foreign language, this skill will mainly flatter my ego and might open vistas on Graduate Schools or journalism. Third, I desire to initiate a preparation for research methods in the fields quoted above by taking courses in research methodology. Finally, even if I did not work for an English speaking business or for unrelated fields I shall always be literate in topics that fascinate me, such as global politics and military history. Another benefit from my encounter with the academic field is the possibility to develop a personal and professional network through forums and emails with my classmates. Studying in the technological age comes down to study in the same way as in antiquity but with high-tech tools. Actually, students ranging from the Plato's Academy to the Harvard's lecture halls necessitate the same expertise. This is neither a godsend nor an innate talent but an aggregate knowledge that requires painstaking and industrious efforts. Thanks to my education in a French Defense Department school, I have learnt a scientific method for schoolwork. Specifically, I scrutinize the question to extract the topic and the purpose and thus direct further explorations. Next, I brainstorm to investigate as many ideas as possible. Subsequently, I found my research from a wide variety of sources such as books, magazines, and websites. Finally, I analyze raw data to produce synthesized and relevant information, and consequently achieve the elaboration of unequivocal theories or concepts. Moreover, I have been working since fourteen years and have frequently been using that methodology. I will lean my studies on a practical and efficient routine. In the beginning, I will define the tasks assigned and categorize the adequate data to fulfill the assignment. Second, I will look for sources and cogitate to appraise their relevance. This will initiate a selection of the finest records within the resources. Afterward, I will synthesize the multiple facts. Subsequently, I will engage in a critical thinking procedure to evaluate both form and content to estimate the quality of the organization plus the substance of the beliefs. Finally, I will present the result of that work. Despite that seems to be a strong background to undertake undergraduate studies, some arrows pierce my Achilles' heel. Actually, I have never worked with electronic resources. Therefore, I desire to become skilled at locating and utilizing appropriate sources available within the online library such as online catalogs, periodicals, e-books, databases, Internet online resources, and community or government information. Furthermore, my previous experience mainly concerns technological applications, figures and statistical calculations. Consequently, I want to acquire the skills to identify and apply specific criteria to appraise the value of primary and secondary sources in social sciences and humanities such as interviews, surveys, and experiments but also in electronic resources, e-mail, online discussions. My reasons for undertaking higher education are firmly rooted in economic causes. Furthermore, my motivation drinks in the source of higher earning and facilitated employment promises. Not only is my first intention to attend college the fruit of an obligation, but it also has required important sacrifices for my common law wife and me. Therefore, I have the firm intention to benefit from a current window of opportunity although the journey will resemble more the Odyssey of Homer than a Sunday walk in the countryside. Nevertheless, I know I will get nothing for nothing and do not want to compromise the possibility to access to a more remunerating future. As for knowing if "money can't buy happiness" is true, this is another debate. Institute for Higher Education Policy. Reaping the Benefits: Defining the Public and Private Value of Going to College.

You are beginning a new experience by attending APES. Take some time to reflect on your decision to embark on this journey. Think about the reasons behind your decision to be a learner at this time. People are motivated to attend college for various reasons. It may be to increase their knowledge, to learn a new skill, to prepare for a career, to make friends, etc. Why are you attending college? What do you hope to gain from the experience? What qualities or skills do you have that make you suited for studying in a technological age? What will you do that will make you successful at this? What things do you feel will be a challenge to you, and how will you overcome them? Cite examples and provide reasons and support for your answers. This is my essay: The decision to attend college has undeniably always been of tremendous significance. However, the third millennium offers new possibilities because in parallel of the traditional brick and mortar colleges, digital universities have progressively appeared over the past decade. However, what triggers someone to enter such a kind of virtual institution of higher education? What can expect an individual from them? Does it necessitate particular competences? Do the curriculums present new or supplementary impediments? What are the ingredients of a successful story? Such questions haunt the nights of countless would-be students, and especially one of them: me. Economic and social reasons are the major constitutive factors that sparked off my motivation for attending college. Conventional wisdom has it that a degree has monetary implications on the employment market. However, in 1998, a study conducted by Institute for Higher Education Policy confirmed that degree holders harvest more financial benefits than high school graduates or dropouts. The first clue is that a Bachelor notably increases the earning power by about 75%. The second indicator is that unemployment rate with a Bachelor is half as important as with a High School Diploma. The third gain is in relation with savings since a graduate has a superior pecuniary potential and therefore economizes more. The fourth point is concerned with working conditions. Indeed, graduates habitually keep white-collar jobs. Accordingly, the employee's situation is less strenuous and health impairing. The fifth indicator is of noteworthy weight in global economy for linked with the professional, and to some extent personal, mobility. On the one hand, among that trouble, two other social motives are fundamental for my common law wife and me. Actually, our goal is to create a family and provide our household with maximum security in the long term as regards health protection and quality of life for our future progeny. All those pointers emphasize the nondegree recipients' concerns. Lastly, partly due to the evolution of the global and French Defense Industries added to my personal situation, since I am currently unemployed and only holder of a High School Diploma, these considerations are all the more pertinent for me. Those reflections aroused a firm determination in me to pursue further studies not only at a college but also at an American and military specialized university, and in the case in point: American Military University. The journey I have just embarked on would be wholly rewarding if I could improve several aspects. First, my aim is to ameliorate my professional outlooks. I intend to orientate my career toward domains in which I am interested in working for, namely the International Relations and the Military History. For that reason, I have chosen to apply for a Bachelor in International Relations with a concentration in Regional and Comparative Politics and I want to adjoin a minor in Military History. I also plan to enroll in various courses which central theme is Special Operations. Second, I expect to broaden my job opportunities. Insofar as the American Military University syllabus requires intensive writing, I have the hope to approach academic fluency and style in English. That ability will help me to obtain a job in an English-speaking company. Nevertheless, in addition to the pleasure felt when mastering a foreign language, this skill will mainly flatter my ego and might open vistas on Graduate Schools or journalism. Third, I desire to initiate a preparation for research methods in the fields quoted above by taking courses in research methodology. Finally, even if I did not work for an English-speaking business or for unrelated fields I shall always be literate in topics that fascinate me, such as global politics and military history. Another benefit from my encounter with the academic field is the possibility to develop a personal and professional network through forums and emails with my classmates. Studying in the technological age comes down to study in the same way as in antiquity but with high-tech tools. Actually, students ranging from the Plato's Academy to the Harvard's lecture halls necessitate the same expertise. This is neither a godsend nor an innate talent but an aggregate knowledge that requires painstaking and industrious efforts. Thanks to my education in a French Defense Department school, I have learned a scientific method for schoolwork. Specifically, I scrutinize the question to extract the topic and the purpose and thus direct further explorations. Next, I brainstorm to investigate as many ideas as possible. Subsequently, I found my research from a wide variety of sources such as books, magazines, and websites. Finally, I analyze raw data to produce synthesized and relevant information, and consequently achieve the elaboration of unequivocal theories or concepts. Moreover, I have been working since fourteen years and have frequently been using that methodology. I will lean my studies on a practical and efficient routine. In the beginning, I will define the tasks assigned and categorize the adequate data to fulfill the assignment. Second, I will look for sources and cogitate to appraise their relevance. This will initiate a selection of the finest records within the resources. Afterward, I will synthesize the multiple facts. Subsequently, I will engage in a critical thinking procedure to evaluate both form and content to estimate the quality of the organization plus the substance of the beliefs. Finally, I will present the result of that work. Despite that seems to be a strong background to undertake undergraduate studies, some arrows pierce my Achilles' heel. Actually, I have never worked with electronic resources. Therefore, I desire to become skilled at locating and utilizing appropriate sources available within the online library such as online catalogs, periodicals, e-books, databases, Internet online resources, and community or government information. Furthermore, my previous experience mainly concerns technological applications, figures and statistical calculations. Consequently, I want to acquire the skills to identify and apply specific criteria to appraise the value of primary and secondary sources in social sciences and humanities such as interviews, surveys, and experiments but also in electronic resources, e-mail, online discussions. My reasons for undertaking higher education are firmly rooted in economic causes. Furthermore, my motivation drinks in the source of higher earning and facilitated employment promises. Not only is my first intention to attend college the fruit of an obligation, but it also has required important sacrifices for my common law wife and me. Therefore, I have the firm intention to benefit from a current window of opportunity, although the journey will resemble more the Odyssey of Homer than a Sunday walk in the countryside. Nevertheless, I know I will get nothing for nothing and do not want to compromise the possibility to access to a more remunerating future. As for knowing if "money can't buy happiness" is true, this is another debate. Institute for Higher Education Policy. Reaping the Benefits: Defining the Public and Private Value of Going to College.

After walking into the health connections bus we quickly were seated. A nurse took my blood pressure, while another nurse took my husbands blood pressure. Both of the nurses took our blood pressure manually. My husband was sitting across from me, so I could see the look of confusion on his nurse's face as she finished up with him. She decided to give it another try, and this try didn't work out very well either. My nurse was finished with me, and my blood pressure was perfect. However, my husbands nurse came over to both me and my nurse and whispered that she had never seen blood pressure so high on someone conscious before. My heart quickly plummeted to the pit of stomach. My first thought was "he was right we are going to the hospital". My nurse quickly came to the aid of my husband, and tried her best to get a normal reading. Ironically, her readings were even higher than the prior nurse. The nurse consulted my husband and me, and said that the next plan of action was to call an ambulance. My husband was scared and was very adamant that he did not want to go to the hospital. He said that he'd just wait until Monday and go to see his family doctor. The nurse at the Health connections site acted as if I was an accomplist to his crime of not going to the hospital and vocally scolded me for not making him get into the ambulance. My husband is a very big, strong, muscular guy, and strong willed at best. I did try to talk him into going, but he said that the reason for the increase of his blood pressure was due to stress at this point. Finally, the nurses let my husband go. The only way they allowed him to go was if he signed a statement that said that he was going to the hospital on his own by the end of the day. My husband happily signed the statement with no intent of actually going to the hospital. Maybe what I did was a little sneaky, but I called his doctors office, while he was in signed the "go to the hospital statement". I quickly told the receptionist that I need the Doctor right away. To my surprise the doctor quickly came to assist me on the phone. I told the doctor that we were at the fair grounds and all about our dilemma. I told the doctor that my husband's blood pressure reading was 212109. I asked if he could wait until Monday to see her, as he was planning. His doctor quickly replied, "Sure, if you or he thinks that he will live through the weekend and actually live to see Monday!" I will admit that I was a little worried, but didn't really take the nurses as seriously as maybe I should have. However, the doctor literally scared me to death. I quickly called my parents and had them meet me at the fair grounds so that I didn't totally ruin the boys day at the fair. I drove my husband to the hospital. Once the nurse there took his blood pressure, which seemed to rise even higher at this point, we were quickly moved to a room in the emergency room. She then got the doctor to come in and talk with us. The doctor told us that it was amazing that my husband had not had a stroke. My husband was also extremely lucky that he was not either dead or in a comatose state. The doctors worked on my husband for a few hours and got his blood pressure down. He is now on daily medications to keep his blood pressure down. He was also told to never stop taking the medicine or he'd probably have a massive stroke with in weeks of ending his medication. He was released from the hospital the next day with a new outlook on life. My husband is self employed. Financially, we depend on him 100% to survive. If things had of turned out a little differently at the hospital then he could have had to remain in the hospital for days or even weeks. My husband is a great provider. I could see the worry that came over him while at the hospital. He was worried that he'd lose a week or possibly even more of salary. We depend on him for everything and I'm sure that makes the stress level for him even higher on a good day, not to mention the bad days. I vowed from that day forward that I would get a degree in something that interest me. I would work toward the degree and find something part time until I finish school. My dream is to be a teacher whether in a Montessori school or public school. I am pursing my dream job and also working at my son's school. My husband never asked me to do this. I came up with this idea on my own. However, my husband seems much less stressed out. He can't wait until I'm a teacher. It is amazing how one day can change your whole outlook on life. Prior to that day at the fair, I only wanted to take care of my kids and stay at home. After that day, I wanted to take care of my kids, but also be a better provider for them. If the unthinkable ever happens, I'll be more prepared financially. The possibility of losing my husband helped make me a stronger person and a person that wants to help him relieve stress and know that I want to work with him. I don't want to have him work alone for our family, but work as a partnership.

After walking into the health connections bus we quickly were seated. A nurse took my blood pressure, while another nurse took my husbands blood pressure. Both of the nurses took our blood pressure manually. My husband was sitting across from me, so I could see the look of confusion on his nurse's face as she finished up with him. She decided to give it another try, and this try didn't work out very well either. My nurse was finished with me, and my blood pressure was perfect. However, my husbands nurse came over to both me and my nurse and whispered that she had never seen blood pressure so high on someone conscious before. My heart quickly plummeted to the pit of stomach. My first thought was "he was right we are going to the hospital". My nurse quickly came to the aid of my husband, and tried her best to get a normal reading. Ironically, her readings were even higher than the prior nurse. The nurse consulted my husband and me, and said that the next plan of action was to call an ambulance. My husband was scared and was very adamant that he did not want to go to the hospital. He said that he'd just wait until Monday and go to see his family doctor. The nurse at the Health connections site acted as if I was an accomplish to his crime of not going to the hospital and vocally scolded me for not making him get into the ambulance. My husband is a very big, strong, muscular guy, and strong-willed at best. I did try to talk him into going, but he said that the reason for the increase of his blood pressure was due to stress at this point. Finally, the nurses let my husband go. The only way they allowed him to go was if he signed a statement that said that he was going to the hospital on his own by the end of the day. My husband happily signed the statement with no intent of actually going to the hospital. Maybe what I did was a little sneaky, but I called his doctor's office, while he was in signed the "go to the hospital statement". I quickly told the receptionist that I need the Doctor right away. To my surprise the doctor quickly came to assist me on the phone. I told the doctor that we were at the fair grounds and all about our dilemma. I told the doctor that my husband's blood pressure reading was 212109. Furthermore, I asked if he could wait until Monday to see her, as he was planning. His doctor quickly replied, "Sure, if you or he thinks that he will live through the weekend and actually live to see Monday!" I will admit that I was a little worried, but didn't really take the nurses as seriously as maybe I should have. However, the doctor literally scared me to death. I quickly called my parents and had them meet me at the fair grounds so that I didn't totally ruin the boys' day at the fair. I drove my husband to the hospital. Once the nurse there took his blood pressure, which seemed to rise even higher at this point, we were quickly moved to a room in the emergency room. She then got the doctor to come in and talk with us. The doctor told us that it was amazing that my husband had not had a stroke. My husband was also extremely lucky that he was not either dead or in a comatose state. The doctors worked on my husband for a few hours and got his blood pressure down. He is now on daily medications to keep his blood pressure down. He was also told to never stop taking the medicine, or he'd probably have a massive stroke with in weeks of ending his medication. Furthermore, he was released from the hospital the next day with a new outlook on life. My husband is self-employed. Financially, we depend on him 100% to survive. If things had turned out a little differently at the hospital then he could have had to remain in the hospital for days or even weeks. My husband is a great provider. I could see the worry that came over him while at the hospital. He was worried that he'd lose a week or possibly even more of salary. We depend on him for everything, and I'm sure that makes the stress level for him even higher on a good day, not to mention the bad days. I vowed from that day forward that I would get a degree in something that interest me. I would work toward the degree and find something part-time until I finish school. My dream is to be a teacher whether in a Montessori school or public school. I am pursing my dream job and also working at my son's school. My husband never asked me to do this. I came up with this idea on my own. However, my husband seems much less stressed out. He can't wait until I'm a teacher. It is amazing how one day can change your whole outlook on life. Prior to that day at the fair, I only wanted to take care of my kids and stay at home. After that day, I wanted to take care of my kids, but also be a better provider for them. If the unthinkable ever happens, I'll be more prepared financially. The possibility of losing my husband helped make me a stronger person and a person that wants to help him relieve stress and know that I want to work with him. I don't want to have him work alone for our family, but work as a partnership.

High school may mean a place solely for socializing and drama for some teenagers, or it may mean nothing at all to others. While that is true to some adolescents, there are ones that take full advantage of this eye-opening experience. I realize the importance of socializing as a way to build self-esteem and lasting friendships; but I commit to that activity in moderation. I treat high school as a large opportunity with many doors to success. In return, I have acquired precious connections with other students, teachers, and citizens of the community; a sense of self-worth; and beneficial skills that successfully prepare me for a college workload. I had always had compassion and regard for other people, but little did I know that when I decided to become a member of the Gautier High School Junior Civitan Club that I was going to realize my potential to positively affect others by my own actions. As a member of this hands-on organization, I get the opportunity to serve the community in an enlightening, meaningful way. From participating in city-wide cleanups to visiting disadvantaged children at a home to hosting annual charities such as "Leap for Love", I realize the exceptional impact and difference I can make for others in the community. One such connection I made was the time when our club worked together to arrange a Halloween Party for our dear senior citizens at the River Chase Nursing Home. While entertaining the elders, I felt that together the other club members and I were doing a significant part by "lifting their spirits." When one elder with a face flushed with gratitude pulled me aside, she said, "Young man, you are all so wonderful and it is so nice of you all to do this for us," her appreciation of our efforts made me feel important and granted me a sense of self-worth. Hence, my interest in serving the community sparked and flourished. On the more scholastic side, my courses in high school, especially my Advanced Placement classes, have taken my learning experience to another level. These classes, along with my hungry curiosity, have unveiled the great depths of subjects like English Literature. For example, my English teacher guided me to "read between the lines" in a piece of literature. This manner of reading allows me to assess the broad view of the work and implications that tie the story together, such as uncovering themes and literary elements like foreshadowing and symbolism that occurs within the story. I found that skill useful to me when I read "The Grapes of Wrath" by John Steinbeck. I uncovered themes, motifs, and symbols that would have been unnoticed if it were not for this challenging, college-level class. I am grateful that I underwent these wondrous classes, for I amassed the skills that gives learning, especially reading, a whole new meaning to me. In closing, my high school career has sculpted my well-roundedness. It has also granted me an appetite for more service and commitment to others and a desire to uncover wonders that lay at the depths of a school subject. Today, I wish to pursue a career in pharmacy. It is the perfect job for me not just because of the fact that I will be able to positively affect and better my patients' lives everyday, but also with my eagerness to learn as I progress. With new medicines pouring from pharmaceutical companies everyday, I know that I will be ready to learn about and keep up with the debuts of these new drugs.

High school may mean a place solely for socializing and drama for some teenagers, or it may mean nothing at all to others. While that is true to some adolescents, there are ones that take full advantage of this eye-opening experience. I realize the importance of socializing as a way to build self-esteem and lasting friendships; but I commit to that activity in moderation. I treat high school as a large opportunity with many doors to success. In return, I have acquired precious connections with other students, teachers, and citizens of the community; a sense of self-worth; and beneficial skills that successfully prepare me for a college workload. I had always had compassion and regard for other people, but little did I know that when I decided to become a member of the Gautier High School Junior Civilian Club that I was going to realize my potential to positively affect others by my own actions. As a member of this hands-on organization, I get the opportunity to serve the community in an enlightening, meaningful way. From participating in city-wide cleanups to visiting disadvantaged children at a home to hosting annual charities such as "Leap for Love", I realize the exceptional impact and difference I can make for others in the community. One such connection I made was the time when our club worked together to arrange a Halloween Party for our dear senior citizens at the River Chase Nursing Home. While entertaining the elders, I felt that together the other club members and I were doing a significant part by "lifting their spirits." When one elder with a face flushed with gratitude pulled me aside, she said, "Young man, you are all so wonderful and it is so nice of you all to do this for us," her appreciation of our efforts made me feel important and granted me a sense of self-worth. Hence, my interest in serving the community sparked and flourished. On the more scholastic side, my courses in high school, especially my Advanced Placement classes, have taken my learning experience to another level. These classes, along with my hungry curiosity, have unveiled the great depths of subjects like English Literature. For example, my English teacher guided me to "read between the lines" in a piece of literature. This manner of reading allows me to assess the broad view of the work and implications that tie the story together, such as uncovering themes and literary elements like foreshadowing and symbolism that occurs within the story. I found that skill useful to me when I read "The Grapes of Wrath" by John Steinbeck. I uncovered themes, motifs, and symbols that would have been unnoticed if it were not for this challenging, college-level class. Furthermore, I am grateful that I underwent these wondrous classes, for I amassed the skills that give learning, especially reading, a whole new meaning to me. In closing, my high school career has sculpted my well-foundedness. It has also granted me an appetite for more service and commitment to others and a desire to uncover wonders that lay at the depths of a school subject. Today, I wish to pursue a career in pharmacy. It is the perfect job for me not just because I will be able to positively affect and better my patients' lives every day, but also with my eagerness to learn as I progress. With new medicines pouring from pharmaceutical companies every day, I know that I will be ready to learn about and keep up with the debuts of these new drugs.

" Identify and critically discuss three factors that have led to the emergence of English as the global language" What should that 3 factors be?Are they Colonization, Conquest,Commerce, Civilization,Christianity?How could I put it in the order into my Essay? Thank you

" Identify and critically discuss three factors that have led to the emergence of English as the global language" What should that 3 factors be? Are they Colonization, Conquest, Commerce, Civilization, Christianity? How could I put it in the order into my Essay? Thank you

My grade 12 marks have been very supportive as I scored A's in all. This has given me confidence and conviction that I have the skills and capabilities to pursue an international course. However I feel that there is a lot more which needs to be done to move ahead and if accepted by Waterloo I will definitely be able to achieve what I want. I have been involved in many camps in different IT companies. Through these camps I have learned about corporate processes such as management, recruitment etc. I also have a keen interest in art & design and my paintings have been appreciated by many and I would definitely want to continue it as my hobby. Sports has also been something in which I have been involved for many years. I have played tennis and golf. I was also a member of my school throw-ball and basketball team. I feel that along with education it is important for one to be involved in extra curricular activities like sports. Being the vice captain of my house in BIS, I was able to display my leadership skills. As said by Francie Larrieu Smith that "the most important thing about motivation is goal setting" I would be delighted to be accepted by the University as it will help me pursue my goal .An offer from the AFM program will leave me with one choice only, which is to enroll myself into it. A positive reply from Waterloo is something I am looking forward to.

My grade 12 marks have been very supportive as I scored A's in all. This has given me confidence and conviction that I have the skills and capabilities to pursue an international course. However, I feel that there is a lot more which needs to be done to move ahead and if accepted by Waterloo I will definitely be able to achieve what I want. I have been involved in many camps in different IT companies. Through these camps I have learned about corporate processes such as management, recruitment etc. I also have a keen interest in art camp; design and my paintings have been appreciated by many, and I would definitely want to continue it as my hobby. Sport has also been something in which I have been involved for many years. I have played tennis and golf. I was also a member of my school throw-ball and basketball team. Furthermore, I feel that along with education it is important for one to be involved in extracurricular activities like sports. Being the vice captain of my house in BIS, I was able to display my leadership skills. As said by France Karroo Smith that "the most important thing about motivation is goal setting" I would be delighted to be accepted by the University as it will help me pursue my goal. An offer from the AFM program will leave me with one choice only, which is to enroll myself into it. A positive reply from Waterloo is something I am looking forward to.

One summer, I went to Terelj, Ulaanbaatar with my family. That was two days traveling. The Park was situated at 80 km north east of UlaanBaatar, and is a very popular area with the locals on a weekend. It took us nearly two hours to drive from the capital as the roads were pretty bad. The park lay at 1600 metres high and offered great opportunities for hiking, horse-riding, rafting and rock climbing. The parks were over 1.2 million acres large. The landscape was looking a little bit like the Alps. It is a national park which started to developed in the 1960's and officially was classified as a National Park in 1994. It is almost uninhabited by humans, only by a few nomads and farmers. Inside the park, there were ranges of protected animals such as birds, moose, and bears. Terelj has a many great opportunities and such a beautiful place. We have spent two nights in a ger camp; there was a building about fifty meters away with some toilets, but no electricity. It was the typical Mongolian ger tent. It will take about thirty minutes to put the tent up for a nomad. The GER tent was spacious and could accommodate a minimum of four persons per tent. Inside there was a wooden stove to heat the tent up. In the morning a worker entered the tent while we were still sleeping to put more wood inside. It is great so as I woke up it was really warm. The temperature during the night was -02C. During the day it was about 25C. Camps are not at the same place depending on the season; there are summer camps and winter camps which are open mostly all year long. We ordered the Mongolian traditional food, Boodog .That is one of my favorites. Boodog is made from goat or marmot meat. After a goat is slaughtered, the head and other parts are separated without cutting the skin. Then, in the skin all the meat that are cut into pieces and bones are put together with specially heated stones. Meanwhile, salt, water, and other spices are added. When everything is put in, the upper opening from which the head is separated is tied well and placed over an open fire. During this time, the outside of the skin or wool is burnt; therefore, it needs to be rubbed off. Within three hours, the meat is cooked both from the inside and outside. Food was provided it was mainly soups and delicious dishes. After the lunch, we went to see Melkhi Khad; it was about twenty minutes drive from my ger camp. One of the best places which is wonderful to see was The Turtle Rock, or called Melkhi Khad by the locals, an interesting rock formation looking like a turtle. Not only Melkhi Khad but also there were a lot of interesting shape rocks such as mother, father, baby bear, and two-hump camel. The Turtle Rock was set in a valley. My sister and I were fit and slim, we climbed behind the rock and accessed the head of the turtle, and there we found a very small hole where we squeezed through. When we managed that, once here there is a superb view point over the valley. My mom was shouting "Be careful." Coming back in was more difficult as there is nowhere to put our feet; my parents looked concerned. My father immediately pulled us from the other side. We took some funny pictures. That was my unforgettable time. From the Turtle Rock, I trekked along two hours walk to a temple on the top of a hill, then another hour to climb to the temple. Along the way we saw wild flowers such as Edelweiss. They looked like white carpet. That was amazing. I'm proud that grows in Mongolia. Because people think they can only find them in Switzerland. Once we arrived on the top of the temple, the view was superb, well worth the effort. There is one more unique opportunity which we really can saddle up a horse and ride for thousands of kilometers without crossing any fences or worrying about trespassing in Mongolia. We decided to rent a horse. We can ride pretty well, and we raced. My father at first, me at second, and my sister and my mother at third for the race. But at the end my hip was hurt because I had not ridden horse for a long time. My sister was spoiled. My mother offered us home made yoghurt, biscuits and airag. Mongolian main products are diary products which are produced by milk of cow and sheep. Airag is kind of alcoholic. I like airag very much; all Mongolians like airag. We were relieved to finally rest our legs from our long, exciting day. I didn't want to go back to home. I guess they didn't want to go back either. At that time I mentioned how peaceful Mongolian country life is. In my opinion everyone needs to travel with family. Getting out the city's nervous life, spend some time with their children, is more important. It's part of our life. This is descriptive essay, Can u tell there is a thesis. Terelj has a great opportunity and such a beautiful place thi sis my thesis. is this strong enough? And tell me what else I need work on that? Thank u

One summer, I went to Early, Ulaanbaatar with my family. That was two days traveling. The Park was situated at 80 km north-east of Ulaanbaatar, and is a very popular area with the locals on a weekend. It took us nearly two hours to drive from the capital as the roads were pretty bad. The park lay at 1600 meters high and offered great opportunities for hiking, horse-riding, rafting and rock climbing. The parks were over 1.2 million acres large. The landscape was looking a little like the Alps. It is a national park which started to developed in the 1960s and officially was classified as a National Park in 1994. It is almost uninhabited by humans, only by a few nomads and farmers. Inside the park, there were ranges of protected animals such as birds, moose, and bears. Early has a many great opportunities and such a beautiful place. We have spent two nights in a Ger camp; there was a building about fifty meters away with some toilets, but no electricity. It was the typical Mongolian Ger tent. It will take about thirty minutes to put the tent up for a nomad. The GER tent was spacious and could accommodate a minimum of four persons per tent. Inside there was a wooden stove to heat the tent up. In the morning a worker entered the tent while we were still sleeping to put more wood inside. It is great so as I woke up it was really warm. The temperature during the night was -02C. During the day it was about 25C. Camps are not at the same place depending on the season; there are summer camps and winter camps which are open mostly all year long. We ordered the Mongolian traditional food, Boo dog. That is one of my favorites. Boo dog is made from goat or marmot meat. After a goat is slaughtered, the head and other parts are separated without cutting the skin. Then, in the skin all the meat that are cut into pieces and bones are put together with specially heated stones. Meanwhile, salt, water, and other spices are added. When everything is put in, the upper opening from which the head is separated is tied well and placed over an open fire. During this time, the outside of the skin or wool is burnt; therefore, it needs to be rubbed off. Within three hours, the meat is cooked both from the inside and outside. Food was provided it was mainly soups and delicious dishes. After the lunch, we went to see Delhi Had; it was about twenty minutes drive from my Ger camp. One of the best places which is wonderful to see was The Turtle Rock, or called Delhi Had by the locals, an interesting rock formation looking like a turtle. Not only Delhi Had but also there were a lot of interesting shape rocks such as mother, father, baby bear, and two-hump camel. The Turtle Rock was set in a valley. My sister and I were fit and slim, we climbed behind the rock and accessed the head of the turtle, and there we found a very small hole where we squeezed through. When we managed that, once here there is a superb view point over the valley. My mom was shouting "Be careful." Coming back in was more difficult as there is nowhere to put our feet; my parents looked concerned. My father immediately pulled us from the other side. We took some funny pictures. That was my unforgettable time. From the Turtle Rock, I trekked along two hours walk to a temple on the top of a hill, then another hour to climb to the temple. Along the way we saw wild flowers such as Edelweiss. They looked like white carpet. That was amazing. I'm proud that grows in Mongolia. Because people think they can only find them in Switzerland. Once we arrived at the top of the temple, the view was superb, well worth the effort. There is one more unique opportunity which we really can saddle up a horse and ride for thousands of kilometers without crossing any fences or worrying about trespassing in Mongolia. We decided to rent a horse. We can ride pretty well, and we raced. My father at first, me at second, and my sister and my mother at third for the race. But at the end my hip was hurt because I had not ridden horse for a long time. My sister was spoiled. My mother offered us homemade yogurt, biscuits and area. Mongolian main products are diary products which are produced by milk of cow and sheep. Airbag is kind of alcoholic. I like area very much; all Mongolians like area. We were relieved to finally rest our legs from our long, exciting day. I didn't want to go back to home. I guess they didn't want to go back either. At that time I mentioned how peaceful Mongolian country life is. In my opinion everyone needs to travel with family. Getting out the city's nervous life, spend some time with their children, is more important. It's part of our life. This is descriptive essay, Can u tell there is a thesis. Early has a great opportunity and such a beautiful place the sis my thesis. Is this strong enough? And tell me what else I need work on that? Thank u

for privacy reasons I replaced the design house I woked for with xxxxxx. thnx. Having previously studied in South America for a year I know how personally enriching studying abroad can be. This is one of the many reasons why I want to pursue my BA in Fashion Marketing in England. I first became interested in this field after earning my AA in Fashion Design and landing a job working for XXXXXX assisting the retail director, Andrea. I was fortunate to have her as a mentor for the three years that I was the store manager. I watched in amazement as her job took several forms. She advised XXXX on which items to keep or omit from a line to order to maximize revenues, oversaw the retail stores, and was in charge of all the marketing and merchandising. My first real job in the fashion industry made me realize I had a lot more to learn if I wanted to be successful in this business. While still working for XXXXX I decided to continue my education and become more involved in community projects that involved fashion. Since then, I have produced fashion shows for fellow artists as well as a few of my own in art galleries such as Cannibal Flower and Blue Chips. I have also assisted in two of the Latin Factory (Bienestar AIDS benefit) fashion shows. These projects have been some of the most rewarding experiences I have ever had. Each challenge I met only reinforced my love for the fashion industry. In addition, they made me well aware of my drive, ambition, and commitment. I have developed a passion in this business that exceeds anything I expected, as well as conviction that with further education and training I will have the potential to attain whatever goals I establish for myself. Studying in London will be a defining element to my undergraduate degree with today's global economy. I believe the opportunity of being exposed to this fashion capital will be a very rewarding experience.

For privacy reasons I replaced the design house I worked for with xxx xxx. Thnx. Having previously studied in South America for a year I know how personally enriching studying abroad can be. This is one of the many reasons why I want to pursue my BA in Fashion Marketing in England. I first became interested in this field after earning my AA in Fashion Design and landing a job working for XXXXXX assisting the retail director, Andrea. I was fortunate to have her as a mentor for the three years that I was the store manager. Furthermore, I watched in amazement as her job took several forms. She advised XXXX on which items to keep or omit from a line to order to maximize revenues, oversaw the retail stores, and was in charge of all the marketing and merchandising. My first real job in the fashion industry made me realize I had a lot more to learn if I wanted to be successful in this business. While still working for XXXXX I decided to continue my education and become more involved in community projects that involved fashion. Since then, I have produced fashion shows for fellow artists as well as a few of my own in art galleries such as Cannibal Flower and Blue Chips. I have also assisted in two of the Latin Factory (Mainstay AIDS benefit) fashion shows. These projects have been some of the most rewarding experiences I have ever had. Each challenge I met only reinforced my love for the fashion industry. In addition, they made me well aware of my drive, ambition, and commitment. I have developed a passion in this business that exceeds anything I expected, as well as conviction that with further education and training I will have the potential to attain whatever goals I establish for myself. Studying in London will be a defining element to my undergraduate degree with today's global economy. I believe the opportunity of being exposed to this fashion capital will be a very rewarding experience.

One summer, I went to Terelj, Ulaanbaatar with my family. That was 2 days traveling. The Park is situated at 80 km north east of UlaanBaatar, and is a very popular area both with the locals on a weekend. It took us nearly two hours to drive from the capital as the roads were pretty bad. The park lies at 1600 metres high and offers great opportunities for hiking, horse-riding, rafting and rock climbing. The parks are over 1.2 million acres large. The landscape is looking a little bit like the Alps. It is a national park which starts to developed in the 1960's and officially was classified as a National Park in 1994. It is almost uninhabited by humans, only by a few nomads and farmers. Inside the park, there are ranges of protected animals such as birds, moose, and bears. We have spent two nights in a ger camp; there was a building about 50 meters away with some toilets, but no electricity. It was the typical Mongolian ger tent. It will take about 30 minutes to put the tent up for a nomad. The GER tent is spacious and could accommodate a minimum of 4 persons per tent. Inside there is a wooden stowed to heat the tent up. In the morning a worker entered the tent while we were still sleeping to put more wood inside. It is great so as I woke up it was really warm. The temperature during the night was of -02C. During the day it was about 25C. Camps are not at the same place depending of the season, there are summer camps, and winter camps which are open mostly all year long. We ordered the Mongolian traditional food, Boodog .That is one of my favorites. Boodog is made from goat or marmot meat. After a goat is slaughtered, the head and other parts are separated without cutting the skin. Then, in the skin all the meat that are cut into pieces and bones are put together with specially heated stones. Meanwhile, salt, water, and other spices are added. When everything is put in, the upper opening from which the head is separated is tied well and placed over an open fire. During this time, the outside of the skin or wool is burnt; therefore, it needs to be rubbed off. Within 2-2.5 hours, the meat is cooked both from the inside and outside. Food was provided it was mainly soups and delicious dishes After the lunch, we went to see Melkhi Khad; it was about 20 minutes drive from my ger camp. One of the best place which is wonderful to see was The Turtle Rock, or called Melkhi Khad by the locals, is an interesting rock formation looking like a turtle. Not only Melkhi Khad but also there was a lot of interesting shape rocks such as mother father baby bear, two hump camel. The Turtle rock is set in a valley. My sister and I are fit and slim, we climbed behind the rock and access the head of the turtle, and there we found a very small hole where we squeeze through. When we managed that, once here there is a superb view point over the valley. My mom was shouting "be careful". Coming back in was more difficult as there is nowhere to put our feet, my father pulled us from the other side; my parents looked like a concerned. We took some funny pictures. That was my unforgettable time. From the Turtle rock, I trek along two hours walk to a temple on the top of a hill then another hour to climb to the temple, along the way we saw wild flowers such as Edelweiss. They looked like white carpet. That was amazing. I'm proud that grows in Mongolia. Because people think they can only find them in Switzerland. Once we arrived on the top of the temple, the view was superb, well worth the effort. We have decided to rent up a horse for a few hours, prices are ranging from 2 to 5$ per hour depending the season and how busy they are. We took 1 hour for riding horse. We can ride pretty well, and we raced. My father at first, me at second, and my sister and my mother at third for the race. But the end my hip was hurt because long time didn't ride a horse. My sister was spoiled. My mother offered us home made yoghurt, biscuits and airag. Mongolian main product are diary product which produced by milk of cow, sheep. Airag is kind of alcoholic. I like airag very much even though all Mongolians like airag. We were relieved to finally rest our legs from our long one exciting day. I didn't want to go back to home. I guess they didn't want to go back either. At that time I mentioned how peaceful Mongolian country life is. In my opinion everyone needs to travel with family. Getting out the city's nervous life, spend some time with their children, is more important. It's part of our life.

One summer, I went to Early, Ulaanbaatar with my family. That was 2 days traveling. The Park is situated at 80 km north-east of Ulaanbaatar, and is a very popular area both with the locals on a weekend. It took us nearly two hours to drive from the capital as the roads were pretty bad. The park lies at 1600 meters high and offers great opportunities for hiking, horse-riding, rafting and rock climbing. The parks are over 1.2 million acres large. The landscape is looking a little like the Alps. It is a national park which starts to developed in the 1960s and officially was classified as a National Park in 1994. It is almost uninhabited by humans, only by a few nomads and farmers. Inside the park, there are ranges of protected animals such as birds, moose, and bears. We have spent two nights in a Ger camp; there was a building about 50 meters away with some toilets, but no electricity. It was the typical Mongolian Ger tent. It will take about 30 minutes to put the tent up for a nomad. The GER tent is spacious and could accommodate a minimum of 4 persons per tent. Inside there is a wooden stowed to heat the tent up. In the morning a worker entered the tent while we were still sleeping to put more wood inside. It is great so as I woke up it was really warm. The temperature during the night was of -02C. During the day it was about 25C. Camps are not at the same place depending on the season, there are summer camps, and winter camps which are open mostly all year long. We ordered the Mongolian traditional food, Boo dog. That is one of my favorites. Boo dog is made from goat or marmot meat. After a goat is slaughtered, the head and other parts are separated without cutting the skin. Then, in the skin all the meat that are cut into pieces and bones are put together with specially heated stones. Meanwhile, salt, water, and other spices are added. When everything is put in, the upper opening from which the head is separated is tied well and placed over an open fire. During this time, the outside of the skin or wool is burnt; therefore, it needs to be rubbed off. Within 2-2.5 hours, the meat is cooked both from the inside and outside. Food was provided it was mainly soups and delicious dishes After the lunch, we went to see Delhi Had; it was about 20 minutes drive from my Ger camp. One of the best place which is wonderful to see was The Turtle Rock, or called Delhi Had by the locals, is an interesting rock formation looking like a turtle. Not only Delhi Had but also there were a lot of interesting shape rocks such as mother father baby bear, two hump camels. The Turtle rock is set in a valley. My sister and I are fit and slim, we climbed behind the rock and access the head of the turtle, and there we found a very small hole where we squeeze through. When we managed that, once here there is a superb view point over the valley. My mom was shouting "be careful". Coming back in was more difficult as there is nowhere to put our feet, my father pulled us from the other side; my parents looked like a concerned. We took some funny pictures. That was my unforgettable time. From the Turtle rock, I trek along two hours walk to a temple on the top of a hill then another hour to climb to the temple, along the way we saw wild flowers such as Edelweiss. They looked like white carpet. That was amazing. I'm proud that grows in Mongolia. Because people think they can only find them in Switzerland. Once we arrived at the top of the temple, the view was superb, well worth the effort. We have decided to rent up a horse for a few hours, prices are ranging from 2 to $5 per hour depending on the season and how busy they are. We took 1 hour for riding horse. Furthermore, we can ride pretty well, and we raced. My father at first, me at second, and my sister and my mother at third for the race. But the end my hip was hurt because long time didn't ride a horse. My sister was spoiled. My mother offered us homemade yogurt, biscuits and area. Mongolian main product are diary product which produced by milk of cow, sheep. Airbag is kind of alcoholic. I like area very much even though all Mongolians like area. We were relieved to finally rest our legs from our long one exciting day. I didn't want to go back to home. I guess they didn't want to go back either. At that time I mentioned how peaceful Mongolian country life is. In my opinion everyone needs to travel with family. Getting out the city's nervous life, spend some time with their children, is more important. It's part of our life.

Painting is how I rearrange the world as it is presented to me. It is a way of discussing life through an ever expanding collection of images and techniques. I search for ways to bridge the logical and the illogical; to create spaces where elements that do not belong together, now somehow, do. I frequently experiment with reordering of environments by taking images from conditions or contexts with which they are often associated, and creating a new setting or a new set of elements with which they interact, thereby challenging their meaning; their palpability. My most recent work has a fairly strong scientific influence. I enjoy incorporating cells, membranous components, and anatomical structures of plants in my collage style paintings. I am fascinated by the juxtaposition of these organic, sometimes mellifluous forms, against the harsh lines of technical diagrams and precisely rendered illustrations. In an attempt to combine "organic" with "mechanic", I frequently layer and piece together these elements in ways that are balanced and aesthetically pleasing to me. I primarily work in series, completing four to eight correlated pieces, and attempting to inspect thoroughly, the ideas with which I am currently working. The series' I have completed in the past have dealt with a variety of themes ranging from male and female roles, themes of flight and breaking away, processes of dismantling and reassembling, and, most recently, reordering of environments. These series' have all carried over elements into one another, wether through technique, repetition of imagery, use of text, or employment of color; yet, they are all distinguishable as separate bodies of work. My use of imagery has progressed from being more solid and static, to a more ephemeral representation where outer layers fade away to reveal the inner workings. I have shifted from more superficial representations of culture to an often times molecular examination of these cultural elements. It is as if these series', though created separately, when seen as a unit, discuss the breaking down of the images I, initially, was so fascinated by. I have been painting, sometimes scantly, sometimes feverishly for roughly nine years. Through a fair amount of both instruction and my own exploration, I have come thus far. However, I have come to a point where I am dissatisfied. I feel the need for a proper and thorough education, and I wish to experience it at the hands of one of the nation's top schools. I know that by attending SAIC I will be surrounded by a thriving artistic community and a staff of instructors who's purpose and pleasure it is to inspire, inform, and direct me toward my artistic goals. Furthermore, SAIC's well known focus on the incorporation of ever evolving technology is invaluable to me as a student and an artist in a world that is increasingly dependent on technology's application to every aspect of our lives.

Painting is how I rearrange the world as it is presented to me. It is a way of discussing life through an ever expanding collection of images and techniques. I search for ways to bridge the logical and the illogical; to create spaces where elements that do not belong together, now somehow, do. I frequently experiment with reordering of environments by taking images from conditions or contexts with which they are often associated, and creating a new setting or a new set of elements with which they interact, thereby challenging their meaning; their capability. My most recent work has a fairly strong scientific influence. I enjoy incorporating cells, membranous components, and anatomical structures of plants in my collage style paintings. I am fascinated by the juxtaposition of these organic, sometimes mellifluous forms, against the harsh lines of technical diagrams and precisely rendered illustrations. In an attempt to combine "organic" with "mechanic", I frequently layer and piece together these elements in ways that are balanced and aesthetically pleasing to me. I primarily work in series, completing four to eight correlated pieces, and attempting to inspect thoroughly, the ideas with which I am currently working. The series' I have completed in the past have dealt with a variety of themes ranging from male and female roles, themes of flight and breaking away, processes of dismantling and reassembling, and, most recently, reordering of environments. These series' have all carried over elements into one another, whether through technique, repetition of imagery, use of text, or employment of color; yet, they are all distinguishable as separate bodies of work. My use of imagery has progressed from being more solid and static, to a more ephemeral representation where outer layers fade away to reveal the inner workings. I have shifted from more superficial representations of culture to an often times molecular examination of these cultural elements. It is as if these series', though created separately, when seen as a unit, discuss the breaking down of the images I, initially, was so fascinated by. I have been painting, sometimes scantly, sometimes feverishly for roughly nine years. Through a fair amount of both instruction and my own exploration, I have come thus far. However, I have come to a point where I am dissatisfied. I feel the need for a proper and thorough education, and I wish to experience it at the hands of one of the nation's top schools. I know that by attending SAIC I will be surrounded by a thriving artistic community and a staff of instructors whose purpose and pleasure it is to inspire, inform, and direct me toward my artistic goals. Furthermore, SAIC's well known focus on the incorporation of ever evolving technology is invaluable to me as a student and an artist in a world that is increasingly dependent on technology's application to every aspect of our lives.

I play Ultimate Frisbee, a sport falling somewhere between Soccer and Football that involves two teams and a flying disc. Having been involved with sports since I was young, I was disappointed that the high school I had chosen to attend had none. After two years of supplementing my need for sports with recreational soccer, baseball, biking, and snowboarding I decided to make a change. I got together with a couple of students and we organized a team, practices, a coach, and we trained for the local high school Ultimate Frisbee league. We played, and we lost. We lost by margins small and large, but we always lost. Throughout this impressive streak of failure, and despite all odds, we had a great time. By the end of the season we were solidly in last place. I would like to say that in post-season play we cohered into a powerhouse of skill and grace, going on to win the championship. Unfortunately we lost our first couple games and ended our season the way we had started it; but to my surprise one of the tournament managers approached our coach and presented him with a large trophy. Unlike other sports, Ultimate Frisbee is based around a core idea known as "Spirit Of The Game", the belief that integrity and fun should never be sacrificed for competition; it is the player's responsibility to referee the game and preserve fair play. Our team had exemplified this, never being sore losers, and often hanging out with the team that we had just obliterated us on the field. We had maintained our integrity and earned the respect of all the other teams over the season. Our competitors had unanimously nominated us for the spirit of the game award. I feel our current culture suffers from a lack of principle, everyday people are willing to bend their morals to attain their goals. This is reflected in almost every facet of our society. People download music they haven't paid for, Politicians accept money from special interest groups, and wars are fought in resource rich lands for questionable causes. As in the story above, I am not satisfied with state of things, so I seek a change. My academic interest focus on politics and international relations because I believe that our leaders must change before the populace will follow. I realize that I am an 18 year old with grandiose ideas, but in college I want to develop a comprehensive understanding so that later in life I can institute change. I don't want to add to the problem by becoming an activist against this or for that, my goal is a shift of political perspective. I play ultimate Frisbee, and as foolish as it sounds, I want to change the world.

I play Ultimate Frisbee, a sport falling somewhere between Soccer and Football that involves two teams and a flying disc. Having been involved with sports since I was young, I was disappointed that the high school I had chosen to attend had none. After two years of supplementing my need for sports with recreational soccer, baseball, biking, and snowboarding I decided to make a change. I got together with a couple of students, and we organized a team, practices, a coach, and we trained for the local high school Ultimate Frisbee league. We played, and we lost. We lost by margins small and large, but we always lost. Throughout this impressive streak of failure, and despite all odds, we had a great time. By the end of the season we were solidly in last place. I would like to say that in post-season play we cohered into a powerhouse of skill and grace, going on to win the championship. Unfortunately we lost our first couple games and ended our season the way we had started it; but to my surprise one of the tournament managers approached our coach and presented him with a large trophy. Unlike other sports, Ultimate Frisbee is based around a core idea known as "Spirit Of The Game", the belief that integrity and fun should never be sacrificed for competition; it is the player's responsibility to referee the game and preserve fair play. Our team had exemplified this, never being sore losers, and often hanging out with the team that we had just obliterated us on the field. We had maintained our integrity and earned the respect of all the other teams over the season. Our competitors had unanimously nominated us for the spirit of the game award. I feel our current culture suffers from a lack of principle, everyday people are willing to bend their morals to attain their goals. This is reflected in almost every facet of our society. People download music they haven't paid for, Politicians accept money from special interest groups, and wars are fought in resource rich lands for questionable causes. As in the story above, I am not satisfied with state of things, so I seek a change. My academic interest focus on politics and international relations because I believe that our leaders must change before the populace will follow. I realize that I am an 18-year-old with grandiose ideas, but in college I want to develop a comprehensive understanding so that later in life I can institute change. I don't want to add to the problem by becoming an activist against this or for that, my goal is a shift of political perspective. Furthermore, I play ultimate Frisbee, and as foolish as it sounds, I want to change the world.

this is the admission essay question i need to answer. for the other schools it was basically one question, this one is difficult because i do not know exactly how to answer it. should i split each question into a paragraph or would that be too all-over-the-place?

This is the admission essay question I need to answer. For the other schools it was basically one question, this one is difficult because I do not know exactly how to answer it. Should I split each question into a paragraph or would that be too all-over-the-place?

STATEMENT OF PURPOSE My high school art teacher once said that art is a form of problem-solving. But unlike math, he said, in art there is never a single correct solution. He pointed his pencil toward the class and said that each one of us had a chance to create solutions. My interest in art and design has continued to grow since I was quite young. To me design is a language, just like music. Design is the planning and organizing of elements of art in such a way which is best to accomplish a certain purpose, following the principals of design. Other than just being an art which is commercially 'useful', design is a means of visually portraying a particular message. The message is a composition ï a unified and thoughtful piece of work that will interest the viewer. The composition must have a main objective; for example, on one hand it could convey either harmony or balance, or on the other hand it could portray contrast or even create disturbance in the mind of the spectator. However, the goal of the design is to be the best solution. Thus the intention of a designer is to be the best problem-solver. I want to pursue undergraduate study in visual arts, majoring in the Graphic Design course, particularly in the Savannah College of Art & Design, in Atlanta. What appeals to me about the Graphic Design course offered at Savannah, is the range of flexibility to suit my interests. It would help me to pursue my career goals in this field, and emerge as an artist. Savannah would act as my guide, not only giving me a strong design-oriented foundation, but also give me the chance to hone my skills and develop in me the characteristics required for a design success. It would be an important opportunity to study in a hub city like Atlanta, where I would not only gain first hand experience, but a major plus point would be the rich cultural and ethnic diversity. This would provide a further educational aspect in terms of intellectual exposure. Cultural variety would supply a number of extended angles to each social and sociological issue represented in my artworks. Since material conditions are unavoidable, the obvious mercantile value is bound to enter the various means of media and communications. However, logos, ad-films, web pages or even radio jingles, are ultimately enforcing ideologies which then hit the thinking sides of people. Therefore, design and communication make it possible for each person to recognize him or her self with something that he or she believes in. At the school level, particularly in grades 9 ï 12, i.e. the GCE O and A Levels, I was taught Art and Design. Our main area of study was fine art ï painting in various media including watercolor, acrylic and poster, drawing and sketching in pencil, charcoal and contï crayons. Our works stretched from copying Old Masters' Paintings to still life to live human figure drawing and even extended to our school educational trips. We went to Vizag, (Vishakhapatnam) in Andhra Pradesh in India, and another year we went to Panchmari in Madhya Pradesh. Both places are very different, as the former is a seaside spot and the latter is a colder mountainous region. Our art teacher accompanied us and it was our job to constantly carry a notebook for our recording purpose. It became a journal where we made sketches whenever possible. This became one of our most important exercises and we were later asked to submit a paper with supporting visuals. This included references to the enticing Rishikonda Beach, the temples, the Borra Caves and also the Vishakha Museum at Vizag. Photographs acted as our most important visual documentation. Preparing for our lengthy 16 hours exam was always very demanding in patience and tested our persistence. The module was concerned with developing the student's visual stimuli and encouraged the process of direct observation from primary sources, recording, analyzing and twothree dimensional development. Studies were expected in any suitable color, medium, process or technique. My work included studies of Andy Warhol's paintings and silk screens, concentrating also on the impact of music on visual art and vice versa. This included the effect of music icons as well as the music itself, reflecting on the dilemma and trouble which lie underneath the surface of human skin. Besides all that mentioned above, I have also experimented book jacket covers, posters collages and linoleum prints in multiple colors. Depending on the intended crowd, graphic designers must plan and analyze in order to reach out successfully with their visual solutions. I believe that studying at Savannah would automatically provide me this platform. It would infuse the knowledge needed to cope with ever-changing social and environmental factors, and creative departments which are starving for competing designers who are capable of upholding brand identities. Savannah would direct me to the canvas, where the empty space will represent my identity. And any marks I make on the canvas would be a part of me, as taught by Savannah in order to survive in this field as an artistic style which works with the audience. That would be my means of expressing the views of "the people" to the people themselves ï the viewers and the listeners ï the target.

STATEMENT OF PURPOSE My high school art teacher once said that art is a form of problem-solving. But unlike math, he said, in art there is never a single correct solution. He pointed his pencil toward the class and said that each one of us had a chance to create solutions. My interest in art and design has continued to grow since I was quite young. To me design is a language, just like music. Design is the planning and organizing of elements of art in such a way which is best to accomplish a certain purpose, following the principals of design. Other than just being an art which is commercially 'useful', design is a means of visually portraying a particular message. The message is a composition ï a unified and thoughtful piece of work that will interest the viewer. The composition must have a main objective; for example, on one hand it could convey either harmony or balance, or on the other hand it could portray contrast or even create disturbance in the mind of the spectator. However, the goal of the design is to be the best solution. Thus, the intention of a designer is to be the best problem-solver. I want to pursue undergraduate study in visual arts, majoring in the Graphic Design course, particularly in the Savannah College of Art camp; Design, in Atlanta. What appeals to me about the Graphic Design course offered at Savannah, is the range of flexibility to suit my interests. It would help me to pursue my career goals in this field, and emerge as an artist. Savannah would act as my guide, not only giving me a strong design-oriented foundation, but also give me the chance to hone my skills and develop in me the characteristics required for a design success. It would be an important opportunity to study in a hub city like Atlanta, where I would not only gain first-hand experience, but a major plus point would be the rich cultural and ethnic diversity. This would provide a further educational aspect in terms of intellectual exposure. Cultural variety would supply a number of extended angles to each social and sociological issue represented in my artworks. Since material conditions are unavoidable, the obvious mercantile value is bound to enter the various means of media and communications. However, logos, ad-films, web pages or even radio jingles, are ultimately enforcing ideologies which then hit the thinking sides of people. Therefore, design and communication make it possible for each person to recognize him or her self with something that he or she believes in. At the school level, particularly in grades 9 ï 12, i.e. the ICE O and A Levels, I was taught Art and Design. Our main area of study was fine art ï painting in various media including watercolor, acrylic and poster, drawing and sketching in pencil, charcoal and cont crayons. Our works stretched from copying Old Masters' Paintings to still life to live human figure drawing and even extended to our school educational trips. We went to Via, (Visakhapatnam) in Andhra Pradesh in India, and another year we went to Benchmark in Madhya Pradesh. Both places are very different, as the former is a seaside spot and the latter is a colder mountainous region. Our art teacher accompanied us, and it was our job to constantly carry a notebook for our recording purpose. It became a journal where we made sketches whenever possible. This became one of our most important exercises, and we were later asked to submit a paper with supporting visuals. This included references to the enticing Rishikonda Beach, the temples, the Berra Caves and also the Shaka Museum at Via. Photographs acted as our most important visual documentation. Preparing for our lengthy 16 hours exam was always very demanding in patience and tested our persistence. The module was concerned with developing the student's visual stimuli and encouraged the process of direct observation from primary sources, recording, analyzing and two three dimensional development. Studies were expected in any suitable color, medium, process or technique. My work included studies of Andy Warhol's paintings and silk screens, concentrating also on the impact of music on visual art and vice versa. This included the effect of music icons as well as the music itself, reflecting on the dilemma and trouble which lie underneath the surface of human skin. Besides all that mentioned above, I have also experimented book jacket covers, posters collages and linoleum prints in multiple colors. Depending on the intended crowd, graphic designers must plan and analyze in order to reach out successfully with their visual solutions. I believe that studying at Savannah would automatically provide me this platform. It would infuse the knowledge needed to cope with ever-changing social and environmental factors, and creative departments which are starving for competing designers who are capable of upholding brand identities. Savannah would direct me to the canvas, where the empty space will represent my identity. And any marks I make on the canvas would be a part of me, as taught by Savannah in order to survive in this field as an artistic style which works with the audience. That would be my means of expressing the views of "the people" to the people themselves ï the viewers and the listeners ï the target.

I spent every weekend fixed to my computer working on a correspondence class. My only companion in those long hours was the full pot of coffee that was always ready and waiting for me. Weekdays were hardly as relaxing. I woke up every morning at six, got ready and drove my siblings and myself to school. After a full days of classes at school, I headed to dance, on any given day of the week I was sure to be found at the studio taking or teaching dance classes. I often substitute taught classes, for after being there three years I knew most every child, and teaching their classes was always fun for everyone. I would arrive home at nine do my homework, then fall into bed exhausted but ready to start all over in the morning. As graduation neared I began to really think about my future and what I wanted to do with my life. That year I had gained even more respect for my teachers, who had cheered me along in my endeavor to graduate. Perhaps being a teacher myself had made me more of an empathetic and conscientious student. But when asked what I wanted to do with the rest of my life, the only thing I could see myself doing, and loving, was teaching. The power to influence the future lies in the hands of the teachers, who are arguably the greatest influence on children. I do not want to just teach a subject, anyone can teach 2+2=4, or that Istanbul is the modern day Constantinople. Children and teenagers alike tend to forget the lessons taught, but remember the teacher. I do not remember what I learned in seventh grade science but I will forever remember my teacher Ms. Slack. What stands out most was that she was never condescending; she spoke to me as if I were an adult. That is what made me want to make her proud. I liked her; I wanted her praise, I respected her because she respected me. That is the kind of teacher I want to be.

I spent every weekend fixed to my computer working on a correspondence class. My only companion in those long hours was the full pot of coffee that was always ready and waiting for me. Weekdays were hardly as relaxing. I woke up every morning at six, got ready and drove my siblings and me to school. After a full day of classes at school, I headed to dance, on any given day of the week I was sure to be found at the studio taking or teaching dance classes. I often substitute taught classes, for after being there three years I knew almost every child, and teaching their classes was always fun for everyone. I would arrive home at nine do my homework, then fall into bed exhausted but ready to start all over in the morning. As graduation neared I began to really think about my future and what I wanted to do with my life. That year I had gained even more respect for my teachers, who had cheered me along in my endeavor to graduate. Perhaps being a teacher myself had made me more of an empathetic and conscientious student. But when asked what I wanted to do with the rest of my life, the only thing I could see myself doing, and loving, was teaching. The power to influence the future lies in the hands of the teachers, who are arguably the greatest influence on children. I do not want to just teach a subject, anyone can teach 2+2=4, or that Istanbul is the modern day Constantinople. Children and teenagers alike tend to forget the lessons taught, but remember the teacher. I do not remember what I learned in seventh grade science, but I will forever remember my teacher Ms. Slack. What stands out most was that she was never condescending; she spoke to me as if I were an adult. That is what made me want to make her proud. I liked her; I wanted her praise, I respected her because she respected me. That is the kind of teacher I want to be.

Question: In the space provided below, please describe which of these activities has had the most meaning for you, and why. I was elected as the president of the class of 2007 in high school. My job was to supervise students as they participated in school and community activities and to coordinate teachers that give students academic helps. I organized the 2005 New Year's Overnight Carnival and assisted members of my class to participate in the 2005 High School Art Festival, the 2005 High School Sports Meeting, the 2005 High School Debate Contest, and the 2005 High School Fashion Show. I also established a strong friendship between students in my high school and the Children in Laurel Orphanage. Moreover, I have successfully coordinated with teachers to develop a Night Classes program which had given extra help for many students who were struggling in their schoolwork. As president, my leadership skills have been accelerated. Nowadays leadership is more important than many other skills for a person. I am glad that I developed this skill in high school that will be helpful for me when I go to college. I contacted with many people and listened to many opinions when I was a president. I found that listening can provide a good leadership. So, being a good listener is an important skill to survive in a college. In classes, I listen to professor; when communicate with classmates, I listen to their opinions. Listening means thinking, since I can analysis what others think; listening means speaking, in order to let people listen to me, I should be a good listener first; listening means learning, since I can learn from others speeches. College is a place where I prepare myself for this small community and in future for the larger world.

Question: In the space provided below, please describe which of these activities has had the most meaning for you, and why. I was elected as the president of the class of 2007 in high school. My job was to supervise students as they participated in school and community activities and to coordinate teachers that give students academic helps. I organized the 2005 New Year's Overnight Carnival and assisted members of my class to participate in the 2005 High School Art Festival, the 2005 High School Sports Meeting, the 2005 High School Debate Contest, and the 2005 High School Fashion Show. I also established a strong friendship between students in my high school and the Children in Laurel Orphanage. Moreover, I have successfully coordinated with teachers to develop a Night Classes program which had given extra help for many students who were struggling in their schoolwork. As president, my leadership skills have been accelerated. Nowadays, leadership is more important than many other skills for a person. I am glad that I developed this skill in high school that will be helpful for me when I go to college. I contacted with many people and listened to many opinions when I was a president. Furthermore, I found that listening can provide a good leadership. So, being a good listener is an important skill to survive in a college. In classes, I listen to professor; when communicate with classmates, I listen to their opinions. Listening means thinking, since I can analysis what others think; listening means speaking, in order to let people listen to me, I should be a good listener first; listening means learning, since I can learn from others speeches. College is a place where I prepare myself for this small community and in future for the larger world.

Prompt: NCSSM is a community to which all members contribute. It is also a community in which all members benefit. Write an essay about yourself, describing the special abilities, skills, and experiences that qualify you for admission. Be sure to describe the contributions you will make to the school and how both the academic and residential experience will enhance your development as a scholar and as a person. Essay: Ever since I was in kindergarten, I have always been asked, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" I have pondered that question for a long time. I have been interested in math and science since grade school, but my courses in social studies and foreign language have also been fascinating. In 2003, when I was in the seventh grade, I solved my question. After falling off my skateboard, I broke my wrist and went to the hospital. At the hospital, everyone around me was in need of help. After receiving my cast, I realized that I wanted to help people, just like how I was given help after breaking my wrist. I want to become a doctor. I believe that the courses that NCSSM offers, the challenging academic schedule, and the NCSSM experience in general can help me reach my goal. NCSSM has some of the most interesting and in-depth classes that I have ever seen. I love biology and I am especially entranced by the biology offerings like Immunology and Molecular Genetics. These courses are not available in my current school and I would very much enjoy experiencing them. The variety of courses enthralls me further. Sports medicine and anatomy and physiology are two courses that are very appealing to me since I want to become a doctor. Every single one of NCSSM's classes is at least at the Honors level. I have taken mostly Honors level courses in the ninth and tenth grades and I feel that I can do even better. NCSSM is a school that seems to bring out the greatest qualities in students by utilizing its tough standards and can make me work to my potential best. I enjoy being challenged and I believe that NCSSM can really make me grow into a better student. The NCSSM experience differs vastly from the experience of a normal school. One difference is living on campus. I think that living in an NCSSM dorm can make me more independent and responsible. Living in a dorm can also prepare me for living on a college campus. The NCSSM handbook states that part of NCSSM's mission statement is to assist in giving back to North Carolina. To me, this is one of the main reasons why NCSSM stands apart from other schools. I would like to help NCSSM on this mission and help give back to my community through service and volunteering. I have done community services before and I would like to continue at NCSSM. In the past, I have done gift wrapping for an animal shelter and I also did a school cleanup of Weatherstone Elementary. Alongside helping the community, I enjoy being able to assist fellow students as well. If I were a student at NCSSM, I would love to be able to tutor fellow students that need help in their classes. I have tutored at my school's Homework Center, a club that organizes student tutoring. In my freshman year, I tutored peers in Algebra I and I currently tutor in Biology. I also tutor my little brother time to time in sixth grade math. The motto of NCSSM is "maius opus moveo" which means accept the greater challenge. I want to accept the greater challenge and be a student at NCSSM. By attending NCSSM, I believe that I will be able to take more interesting and challenging classes and experience a new lifestyle. I will definitely grow to be a better scholar, person, and member of the community. NCSSM will take me one step closer to achieving my goals. (P.S. This isn't a part of my essay, but I should still indent my paragraphs even though I am turning this online, right?)

Prompt: NCSSM is a community to which all members contribute. It is also a community in which all members benefit. Write an essay about yourself, describing the special abilities, skills, and experiences that qualify you for admission. Be sure to describe the contributions you will make to the school and how both the academic and residential experience will enhance your development as a scholar and as a person. Essay: Ever since I was in kindergarten, I have always been asked, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" I have pondered that question for a long time. I have been interested in math and science since grade school, but my courses in social studies and foreign language have also been fascinating. In 2003, when I was in the seventh grade, I solved my question. After falling off my skateboard, I broke my wrist and went to the hospital. At the hospital, everyone around me was in need of help. After receiving my cast, I realized that I wanted to help people, just like how I was given help after breaking my wrist. I want to become a doctor. I believe that the courses that NCSSM offers, the challenging academic schedule, and the NCSSM experience in general can help me reach my goal. NCSSM has some of the most interesting and in-depth classes that I have ever seen. I love biology, and I am especially entranced by the biology offerings like Immunology and Molecular Genetics. These courses are not available in my current school and I would very much enjoy experiencing them. The variety of courses enthralls me further. Sports medicine and anatomy and physiology are two courses that are very appealing to me since I want to become a doctor. Every single one of NCSSM's classes is at least at the Honors level. I have taken mostly Honors level courses in the ninth and tenth grades and I feel that I can do even better. NCSSM is a school that seems to bring out the greatest qualities in students by utilizing its tough standards and can make me work to my potential best. I enjoy being challenged, and I believe that NCSSM can really make me grow into a better student. The NCSSM experience differs vastly from the experience of a normal school. One difference is living on campus. I think that living in an NCSSM dorm can make me more independent and responsible. Living in a dorm can also prepare me for living on a college campus. The NCSSM handbook states that part of NCSSM's mission statement is to assist in giving back to North Carolina. To me, this is one of the main reasons why NCSSM stands apart from other schools. I would like to help NCSSM on this mission and help give back to my community through service and volunteering. I have done community services before, and I would like to continue at NCSSM. In the past, I have done gift wrapping for an animal shelter and I also did a school cleanup of Weather stone Elementary. Alongside helping the community, I enjoy being able to assist fellow students as well. If I were a student at NCSSM, I would love to be able to tutor fellow students that need help in their classes. I have tutored at my school's Homework Center, a club that organizes student tutoring. In my freshman year, I tutored peers in Algebra I and I currently tutor in Biology. I also tutor my little brother time to time in sixth grade math. The motto of NCSSM is "mails opus move" which means accept the greater challenge. I want to accept the greater challenge and be a student at NCSSM. By attending NCSSM, I believe that I will be able to take more interesting and challenging classes and experience a new lifestyle. I will definitely grow to be a better scholar, person, and member of the community. NCSSM will take me one step closer to achieving my goals. (P.S. This isn't a part of my essay, but I should still indent my paragraphs even though I am turning this online, right?)

Prompt : Why do you want to attend Pratt and what do you hope to accomplish from your education? MY ESSAY : Design has not been thoroughly institutionalized. Design may be claimed as art, or, as Ettore Sottsass (Italy, b. 1917), a designer of great influence, has said: 'To me design...is a way of discussing life. It is a way of discussing society, politics, eroticism, food and even design. At the end, it is a way of building up a possible figurative utopia or metaphor about life.' I have always had a penchant for art and certainly want to work conscientiously to further develop my skills in the subject. I want to pursue undergraduate study in visual arts, majoring in the Graphic Design course, particularly in the Pratt Institute, School of Design, in New York City. It is true that the roots of contemporary graphic design are centuries old, taking us far back to the royal regalia, national flags, heraldry, tapestries and stained-glass windows of the Church, using symbols that uphold beliefs and stress authority. However, since the 1940's, graphic design has expanded. Its products have transformed drastically the psychological and creative life of people. The superiority and rise of technique in media has made graphic design a prevailing sway. I would like to contribute to society by communicating ideologies through my visualizations. Even a person in the street has become an expert at handling visual metaphors and graphic puns through the media of communications, newsprint, magazines and advertising. What appeals to me about the Graphic Design course offered at Pratt, is the huge range of flexibility to suit my interests. It would help me to pursue my career aspirations in this field, and emerge as an artist, and perhaps follow the lead given by great creative masters, allowing me the freedom to choose my courses in such a way that they are largely useful to my achievement in my selected field of graphic design. As in E. M. Forster's 'Howards End', I too agree with Margaret's reason for building the "Rainbow Bridge", as she tried to connect the two worlds- the inner world of sensation and emotion, with the outer world of material conditions and pragmatic values. As the youth of the modern day are aware of the giant effects of industrialisation and know exactly how much influence the media can create, it is not possible to forgo the advancements and new range of ideas which are brought with it. Other than the commercial value which definitely seeps into the various vehicles of media and communications, whether it is a logo, an ad-film or a book report, ideologies are upheld and beliefs brought out, giving each individual a chance to identify him or her self with something that he or she believes in.

Prompt : Why do you want to attend Pratt, and what do you hope to accomplish from your education? MY ESSAY : Design has not been thoroughly institutionalized. Design may be claimed as art, or, as Entire Softness (Italy, b. 1917), a designer of great influence, has said: 'To me design...is a way of discussing life. It is a way of discussing society, politics, eroticism, food and even design. At the end, it is a way of building up a possible figurative utopia or metaphor about life.' I have always had a penchant for art and certainly want to work conscientiously to further develop my skills in the subject. I want to pursue undergraduate study in visual arts, majoring in the Graphic Design course, particularly in the Pratt Institute, School of Design, in New York City. It is true that the roots of contemporary graphic design are centuries old, taking us far back to the royal regalia, national flags, heraldry, tapestries and stained-glass windows of the Church, using symbols that uphold beliefs and stress authority. However, since the 1940s, graphic design has expanded. Its products have transformed drastically the psychological and creative life of people. The superiority and rise of technique in media has made graphic design a prevailing sway. I would like to contribute to society by communicating ideologies through my visualizations. Even a person in the street has become an expert at handling visual metaphors and graphic puns through the media of communications, newsprint, magazines and advertising. What appeals to me about the Graphic Design course offered at Pratt, is the huge range of flexibility to suit my interests. It would help me to pursue my career aspirations in this field, and emerge as an artist, and perhaps follow the lead given by great creative masters, allowing me the freedom to choose my courses in such a way that they are largely useful to my achievement in my selected field of graphic design. As in E. M. Forster's 'Howard's End', I too agree with Margaret's reason for building the "Rainbow Bridge", as she tried to connect the two worlds-the inner world of sensation and emotion, with the outer world of material conditions and pragmatic values. As the youth of the modern day are aware of the giant effects of industrialization and know exactly how much influence the media can create, it is not possible to forgo the advancements and new range of ideas which are brought with it. Other than the commercial value which definitely seeps into the various vehicles of media and communications, whether it is a logo, an ad-film or a book report, ideologies are upheld and beliefs brought out, giving each individual a chance to identify him or her self with something that he or she believes in.

At the end of fifth grade, I heard the word "Homeschool" and felt a sinking feeling in my chest. What could this daunting unknown be? For some people, it presented a freedom to explore the world with few restrictions. Good for them. For me, that lack of restriction was exactly what I feared. My mom encouraged me to learn on my own by teaching myself. If I didn't know what I was learning, and no one existed to affirm what I thought was right, it seemed foolish to trust my instincts. In addition being around fewer teachers, I was around fewer friends. No longer did I every day learn what was cool. In social situations, I became quiet and awkward, not wishing to say anything that would be disagreed with. The long period in which I was unable to appropriate others' ideas and personalities compelled me to begin forming and declaring thoughts of my own. This creation began with trivial things, and quickly developed to be the basis of everything I did. I was no longer absorbing from outside, instead I was inventing from within. If I had comfortably remained in school, I most likely would have continued as an inactive sponge. I was instead subjected to an irritating catalyst, reforming me into a hard-headed iconoclastic. I transformed into the absolute negative of what had been. People who never build and utilize new thought will rarely see progress. Even worse, though, are beings which agree with only themselves and never learn from others; the consequences of such a situation usually oppose any positive mutual progress. Now I am a mean between the two: I am obstinately open-minded, and my underpinnings are open to rational persuasion. The last paragraph, particulary the last sentence, seems fairly...bad. The piece as a whole sortof came out being analytically emotional; I was going for something more exuberant and glorious sounding. What do you think? Thanks!

At the end of fifth grade, I heard the word "Homeschool" and felt a sinking feeling in my chest. What could this daunting unknown be? For some people, it presented a freedom to explore the world with few restrictions. Good for them. For me, that lack of restriction was exactly what I feared. My mom encouraged me to learn on my own by teaching myself. If I didn't know what I was learning, and no one existed to affirm what I thought was right, it seemed foolish to trust my instincts. In addition, being around fewer teachers, I was around fewer friends. No longer did I every day learn what was cool. In social situations, I became quiet and awkward, not wishing to say anything that would be disagreed with. The long period in which I was unable to appropriate others' ideas and personalities compelled me to begin forming and declaring thoughts of my own. This creation began with trivial things, and quickly developed to be the basis of everything I did. I was no longer absorbing from outside, instead I was inventing from within. If I had comfortably remained in school, I most likely would have continued as an inactive sponge. I was instead subjected to an irritating catalyst, reforming me into a hard-headed iconoclastic. I transformed into the absolute negative of what had been. People who never build and utilize new thought will rarely see progress. Even worse, though, are beings which agree with only themselves and never learn from others; the consequences of such a situation usually oppose any positive mutual progress. Now I am a mean between the two: I am obstinately open-minded, and my underpinnings are open to rational persuasion. The last paragraph, particular the last sentence, seems fairly...bad. The piece as a whole sort of came out being analytically emotional; I was going for something more exuberant and glorious sounding. What do you think? Thanks!

-Maria Ho Following my stint in MUN, I pursued more experience in debate by narrowing focus from the international arena to issues that struck closer to home. I founded the Junior Statesmen of America (JSA) chapter at my school. By doing so, I was able to continue pursuing my passion for the subjects I care about the most: leading and inspiring debate on important topics, and involvement in the political world. Most important of all, I was afforded the opportunity to help others get engaged with the issues that affect our nation. I still run this chapter today. My interest in communications didn't stop there. I decided to join C-HIGH TV, a new broadcasting program that airs every day at my school. I became one of the main anchors. The preparation was always painstaking, but worth the effort. This experience led to my decision to pursue a career in mass communications in college. Mass communications today are no longer limited to the verbal domain, as technology and visual expression have become inextricably tied to global communications. To gain experience in the more technical aspects of communication, I successfully applied to the school's yearbook team and trained myself in the use of design programs such as InDesign and Photoshop, later taking the skills with me to the Southeast Regional Occupation Program, in which I honed my skills in expert graphic design. These abilities give me a firm foundation in mass communications that I am eager to build upon in a university program.

-Maria Ho Following my stint in MUN, I pursued more experience in debate by narrowing focus from the international arena to issues that struck closer to home. I founded the Junior Statesmen of America (JSA) chapter at my school. By doing so, I was able to continue pursuing my passion for the subjects I care about the most: leading and inspiring debate on important topics, and involvement in the political world. Most important of all, I was afforded the opportunity to help others get engaged with the issues that affect our nation. I still run this chapter today. My interest in communications didn't stop there. I decided to join C-HIGH TV, a new broadcasting program that airs every day at my school. I became one of the main anchors. The preparation was always painstaking, but worth the effort. This experience led to my decision to pursue a career in mass communications in college. Mass communications today are no longer limited to the verbal domain, as technology and visual expression have become inextricably tied to global communications. To gain experience in the more technical aspects of communication, I successfully applied to the school's yearbook team and trained myself in the use of design programs such as InDesign and Photoshop, later taking the skills with me to the Southeast Regional Occupation Program, in which I honed my skills in expert graphic design. These abilities give me a firm foundation in mass communications that I am eager to build upon in a university program.

(Sorry left out the title: It's basically asking why I chose BU) What attracts me to Boston University is its atmosphere; both academically and environmentally. I first came across Boston University at a Linden Fairs university exhibition two years ago. I didn't know it then, but I took away crucial information about my first choice prospective university. As I read the newly dug out pamphlets, I discovered that Boston University offers programmes that would not be found elsewhere. The university's strive for academic excellence through modern methods grabbed my attention immediately. Students are given the opportunity for (strong interaction)* with faculty members and are allowed to attain degrees in two separate Schools. *Strong interaction: Could you help me come up with an adjective that describes regular interaction with faculty*But: should I just cout out the but and start the sentence with "To me". The latter sounds a bit weak, but I'm not sure if starting the sentence with 'but' is grammatically correct. Ugh, kinda rushed and unspecific, but whatever I have no timeee.. By the way, I'm applying as an international student, but English is my native language since I've lived in America and attend an international school. The thing is, I'm not an American citizen. I know that this would be taken into consideration, but would it be a great disadvantage? Thanks :)

(Sorry left out the title: It's basically asking why I chose BU) What attracts me to Boston University is its atmosphere; both academically and environmentally. I first came across Boston University at a Linden Fairs university exhibition two years ago. I didn't know it then, but I took away crucial information about my first choice prospective university. As I read the newly dug out pamphlets, I discovered that Boston University offers programs that would not be found elsewhere. The university's strive for academic excellence through modern methods grabbed my attention immediately. Students are given the opportunity for (strong interaction)* with faculty members and are allowed to attain degrees in two separate Schools. *Strong interaction: Could you help me come up with an adjective that describes regular interaction with faculty*But: should I just out out the but start the sentence with "To me". The latter sounds a bit weak, but I'm not sure if starting the sentence with 'but' is grammatically correct. Ugh, kinda rushed and unspecific, but whatever I have no time. By the way, I'm applying as an international student, but English is my native language since I've lived in America and attend an international school. The thing is, I'm not an American citizen. I know that this would be taken into consideration, but would it be a great disadvantage? Thanks :)

There is nothing like the sense of flipping through a brand new manga. Or perhaps you would call it a "Japanese comic book", a "graphic novel", or even simply "animï". The smell of freshly printed ink ï some far away book store; the soft flutter of clean pages as they brush the tips of fingers; the fluid motion from image to image, page to page. Here are the emotions of an unknown friend, rained down onto the pages before me. And for a moment, I am in awe and admiration of the dedication and pure spirit that went into the work of art. It is, however, not simply the content of these works that I treasure, but the connections they share with my past. Only 10 years ago, I was a third-grader in Nara, Japan. But at the end of that school year, my family and I left Japan and we have never returned. Since then, my greatest fear has been the fragility of my own memory. Will there come a day when I realize I can no longer remember the name of my home town? Reading manga and watching animï is the only thing that has allowed me to continue to speak Japanese fluently. My younger brother, who was unable to hold onto such ties, has hence forgotten even the simplest of Japanese words. But most do not see animï as I do. What is she reading? I watch as they struggle to categorize each story into one of three categories: Sailor Moon, Dragon Ball, or Pokïmon. What they do not see is that one manga cannot be "categorized" in such a way, just as a novel cannot be understood simply through association with another novel; that each book has a fingerprint ï a pace, a humor, and an indescribable something that cannot be found in any other work. I have been taught by animï, and the prejudices that surround it. They say animï is for Asians, geeks, and outcasts. In the ninth-grade, at a parent-teacher conference with my painting teacher, I was asked type of art I liked to do. So, I answered: "I like to draw Japanese animï", and watched as my teacher laughed and waved her hand dismissively. "Oh, animï." Others told me, animï is not a real form of art, not a real form of literature. So I choked down my arguments and hid my sketches. Slowly, though, I came to realize, animï is part of my heritage; a part of my passion for art. There is worth and beauty in anything that a person holds passion for. It is animï that began my love and admiration for other forms of art. A manga is a one-man film, the size, shape, angle, and character in each frame delicately intertwined with story. And within each frame is a work of art ï ink, motion, toning, and expression. In the end, it is not stereotypical big eyes and spiked hair that moves me. What do these stylistic elements mean, after all? It is the pathway animï provides into my culture, and the love for art and open-mindedness that animï has given me.

There is nothing like the sense of flipping through a brand-new manga. Or perhaps you would call it a "Japanese comic book", a "graphic novel", or even simply "anime". The smell of freshly printed ink ï some far away book store; the soft flutter of clean pages as they brush the tips of fingers; the fluid motion from image to image, page to page. Here are the emotions of an unknown friend, rained down onto the pages before me. And for a moment, I am in awe and admiration of the dedication and pure spirit that went into the work of art. It is, however, not simply the content of these works that I treasure, but the connections they share with my past. Only 10 years ago, I was a third-grader in NARA, Japan. But at the end of that school year, my family and I left Japan, and we have never returned. Since then, my greatest fear has been the fragility of my own memory. Will there come a day when I realize I can no longer remember the name of my hometown? Reading manga and watching anime is the only thing that has allowed me to continue to speak Japanese fluently. My younger brother, who was unable to hold onto such ties, has hence forgotten even the simplest of Japanese words. But most do not see anime as I do. What is she reading? I watch as they struggle to categorize each story into one of three categories: Sailor Moon, Dragon Ball, or Pokemon. What they do not see is that one manga cannot be "categorized" in such a way, just as a novel cannot be understood simply through association with another novel; that each book has a fingerprint ï a pace, a humor, and an indescribable something that cannot be found in any other work. I have been taught by anime, and the prejudices that surround it. They say anime is for Asians, geeks, and outcasts. In the ninth-grade, at a parent-teacher conference with my painting teacher, I was asked type of art I liked to do. So, I answered: "I like to draw Japanese anime", and watched as my teacher laughed and waved her hand dismissively. "Oh, anime." Others told me, anime is not a real form of art, not a real form of literature. So I choked down my arguments and hid my sketches. Slowly, though, I came to realize, anime is part of my heritage; a part of my passion for art. There is worth and beauty in anything that a person holds passion for. It is anime that began my love and admiration for other forms of art. A manga is a one-man film, the size, shape, angle, and character in each frame delicately intertwined with story. And within each frame is a work of art ï ink, motion, toning, and expression. In the end, it is not stereotypical big eyes and spiked hair that moves me. What do these stylistic elements mean, after all? It is the pathway anime provides into my culture, and the love for art and open-mindedness that anime has given me.

Additionally, I wonder whether my imprisoned personality is not an oil painter's "artist block". They are only dissimilar in two ways: their advantageous abilities, and my witless pacifism. An artist is truly skilled at communicating his creativity, where as my curiosities appear ineffable. The artist, also, feels intense emotion, born from a deep connection to expression. He persecutes himself in the occurrence that his mind freezes and the committee blows cold air on him, crystallizing his painting before it hits the canvas. However, these two fragments of life must have some relation. They are mysteriously (given the daunting mystery of cranial workings) connected; like the correlation of similar colors; it is recognizable to me. I see my inability to lose myself in the wild of my mind as an evil force that all of us perceive in different ways. Nevertheless, it is essentially the same being of influence. That disappointing ogre prays off the insecurity of all, lowering our self-esteem. Moreover, it takes a brilliant mind to push aside the formulas and processes of thought. That concludes why my every tampering abates for a battle of mind over mind. However, this is, partially, an epidemic of systems, one fed to create another. Schooling begins with a concept called basics. Not defined as aid in basic thought; they find it more lucrative to teach younglings first to learn to think like others. I remember when I was learning about weights. I observed the teeter-totter method of balancing a scale. This was intuitive since it was a lesson I had previously learned: the concept that things are evaluated by comparing them to known and understood objects. Maybe this was the first committee member. He was my guide for the rest of school and life. When I am confused, do I not ask him to explain an answer? "What is this thing?" I'll ask. "Well, I don't know, really, there's no way to know, but it is definitely not for you." These violently injected constrictions automatically control life. As far as you stretch, there is always a rule to which you are conforming. And so, it is impossible to be completely original. If originality is generated, it is by a system for the process. Perhaps, then, discovering the means of freeing my mind is my ultimate goal, similar to what Buddhists would call enlightenment. I crave this paradox: a system to think without system. Creativity seems unachievable because of a perceived paradoxical nature. It is a rabbit hole of the mind that can never be concurred. ----------------------- Is it unacceptable?

Additionally, I wonder whether my imprisoned personality is not an oil painter's "artist block". They are only dissimilar in two ways: their advantageous abilities, and my witless pacifism. An artist is truly skilled at communicating his creativity, whereas my curiosities appear ineffable. The artist, also, feels intense emotion, born from a deep connection to expression. He persecutes himself in the occurrence that his mind freezes and the committee blows cold air on him, crystallizing his painting before it hits the canvas. However, these two fragments of life must have some relation. They are mysteriously (given the daunting mystery of cranial workings) connected; like the correlation of similar colors; it is recognizable to me. I see my inability to lose myself in the wild of my mind as an evil force that all of us perceive in different ways. Nevertheless, it is essentially the same being of influence. That disappointing ogre prays off the insecurity of all, lowering our self-esteem. Moreover, it takes a brilliant mind to push aside the formulas and processes of thought. That concludes why my every tampering abates for a battle of mind over mind. However, this is, partially, an epidemic of systems, one fed to create another. Schooling begins with a concept called basics. Not defined as aid in basic thought; they find it more lucrative to teach young lings first to learn to think like others. I remember when I was learning about weights. I observed the teeter-totter method of balancing a scale. This was intuitive since it was a lesson I had previously learned: the concept that things are evaluated by comparing them to known and understood objects. Maybe this was the first committee member. He was my guide for the rest of school and life. When I am confused, do I not ask him to explain an answer? "What is this thing?" I'll ask. "Well, I don't know, really, there's no way to know, but it is definitely not for you." These violently injected constrictions automatically control life. As far as you stretch, there is always a rule to which you are conforming. And so, it is impossible to be completely original. If originality is generated, it is by a system for the process. Perhaps, then, discovering the means of freeing my mind is my ultimate goal, similar to what Buddhists would call enlightenment. I crave this paradox: a system to think without system. Creativity seems unachievable because of a perceived paradoxical nature. It is a rabbit hole of the mind that can never be concurred. ----------------------- Is it unacceptable?

This is another essay I have to write. The subject is "evaluate a significant experience or achievement that has meaning for you" I am supposed to write it using the order of logical division of ideas. I need your ideas and corrections about my essay. And if you can help, I will be glad. Thanks a lot for your help. Greetings. The target of the project was to contribute to the cultural understanding between countries, and to enable university students to experience different culturas as well as different people. To reach this target we decided to organize an exchange programme between member countries of BSEC. Firstly, we arranged companies in all the member companies who were eager to take part in that project. Afterwards, we informed the students about the project, and choose students who were interested. For three months, students from different countries lived in different countries, and worked in the companies we had arranged. In each country, projects and activities were organized by local AIESEC offices in order to provide students with an understanding about a new culture and to break the possible prejudices about this culture. At the end of the three months time, the students gathered in İstanbul to attain a congress. In this congress, students shared their experiences and the BSEC officials informed the students about the aims of BSEC. Each year more students and more companies have joined the exchange programme. The relations between students, companies and universities have begun to develop. Other AIESEC countries created similar projects, and such exchange programmes have become widespread through the AIESEC world. Moreover, at the end of two years time, everybody realized that the project was a great success. I was quite happy about the success of the project, and when I was awarded by the Head Office of AIESEC, I realized that although the project has affected the lives of limited people, it did change the lives of these people. In conclusion, this project changed my life and lives of many other people. I experienced many different culturas, I met lots of new people, and I also played a role in breaking the prejudices between people and communities. I was twenty years old when I organized this project. Now, nine years later after this project, my Armenian friend who worked in Turkey still comes and visits me here. George, from Bulgaria lives in Ukraine where he spent three months as a trainee. Katia from Georgia, spends her every holiday in Romania where she worked nine years ago.

This is another essay I have to write. The subject is "evaluate a significant experience or achievement that has meaning for you" I am supposed to write it using the order of logical division of ideas. I need your ideas and corrections about my essay. And if you can help, I will be glad. Thanks a lot for your help. Greetings. The target of the project was to contribute to the cultural understanding between countries, and to enable university students to experience different cultural as well as different people. To reach this target we decided to organize an exchange program between member countries of SEC. Firstly, we arranged companies in all the member companies who were eager to take part in that project. Afterwards, we informed the students about the project, and choose students who were interested. For three months, students from different countries lived in different countries, and worked in the companies we had arranged. In each country, projects and activities were organized by local AIESEC offices in order to provide students with an understanding about a new culture and to break the possible prejudices about this culture. At the end of the three months time, the students gathered in Istanbul to attain a congress. In this congress, students shared their experiences and the SEC officials informed the students about the aims of SEC. Each year more students and more companies have joined the exchange program. The relations between students, companies and universities have begun to develop. Other AIESEC countries created similar projects, and such exchange programs have become widespread through the AIESEC world. Moreover, at the end of two years time, everybody realized that the project was a great success. I was quite happy about the success of the project, and when I was awarded by the Head Office of AIESEC, I realized that although the project has affected the lives of limited people, it did change the lives of these people. In conclusion, this project changed my life and lives of many other people. I experienced many cultural, I met lots of new people, and I also played a role in breaking the prejudices between people and communities. I was twenty years old when I organized this project. Now, nine years later after this project, my Armenian friend who worked in Turkey still comes and visits me here. George, from Bulgaria lives in Ukraine where he spent three months as a trainee. Katia from Georgia, spends her every holiday in Romania where she worked nine years ago.

addition, this comes as a first paragraph... I confidently knew education was outrageously important at that time and was striving to get access to education that would enable me to do what I want for the rest of my time. From the very beginning I knew I wanted to study in the area of development, but this field of study is non-existent in Tajikistan. Therefore I joined the foreign language faculty of English, which the only option I had and which would help me to continue my further studies beyond Tajikistan. After graduation I gained valuable experience in administration and management working with different NGO's. From these positions I have seen firsthand how our society is struggling to create a brighter future. Taking the significant step of applying for a Masters in Development Studies, will not only add to my personal development but also open up avenues for my career.. Help please...

Addition, this comes as a first paragraph... I confidently knew education was outrageously important at that time and was striving to get access to education that would enable me to do what I want for the rest of my time. From the very beginning I knew I wanted to study in the area of development, but this field of study is non-existent in Tajikistan. Therefore, I joined the foreign language faculty of English, which the only option I had and which would help me to continue my further studies beyond Tajikistan. After graduation, I gained valuable experience in administration and management working with different NGO's. From these positions I have seen firsthand how our society is struggling to create a brighter future. Taking the significant step of applying for a Masters in Development Studies, will not only add to my personal development but also open up avenues for my career. Help please...

I never thought that spending money was important until i got the college in the USA.Being a college student is the perdect time to start practicing smart spending money because it will prepare me for the real world afterward. I realized that i used a lot of money for unnecessary things.For example: four weeks ago i bought two modern styled, fancy shoes instead of BUsiness's reference book.After the next day, i lied my parents that i bought school supplies. In fact, Business's reference book is more important for my study than fancy shoes which i can buy later.Now i understand that i have to decide how to spend my money smartly when my parents are not around me. i think that to spend money is easier than to earn it.In this semester, i tutored College algebra to high school student for five days in a week.I earned a little amount of money.It was a little experience for to know that how it is diffucult to find money. To study in the USA is more experience than in the MOngolia.For example: i bought my books for six hundred fifty three dollars. If i were in Mongolia, i would pay for my one year tuition.My parents are paying for all my college expenses. But i want to earn some money to spend living expenses by myself. I don't earn any money and i spend it very badly.That's why i have to control myself when i spend my parent's money right way.At the end of my all thoughts.Spending money is the most important thing for me.

I never thought that spending money was important until I got the college in the USA. Being a college student is the perfect time to start practicing smart spending money because it will prepare me for the real world afterward. I realized that I used a lot of money for unnecessary things. For example: four weeks ago I bought two modern styled, fancy shoes instead of Business's reference book. After the next day, I lied my parents that I bought school supplies. In fact, Business's reference book is more important for my study than fancy shoes which I can buy later. Now I understand that I have to decide how to spend my money smartly when my parents are not around me. I think that to spend money is easier than to earn it. In this semester, I tutored College algebra to high school student for five days in a week. I earned a little amount of money. It was a little experience for to know that how it is difficult to find money. To study in the USA is more experience than in the Mongolia. For example: I bought my books for six hundred fifty-three dollars. If I were in Mongolia, I would pay for my one-year tuition. My parents are paying for all my college expenses. But I want to earn some money to spend living expenses by myself. I don't earn any money and I spend it very badly. That's why I have to control myself when I spend my parent's money right way. At the end of my all thoughts. Spending money is the most important thing for me.

Question: 327 days ago, through 14 hours' 8579 miles flight, I finally stood in the land of United States. The flesh air in Washington D.C. woke me up from long time a journey's drowse. I looked around, drizzles made the sky over Dulles Airport hazy. Without exciting, I dragged my heavy suitcase passed through the airport big buildings, hallways, and parking lot. Every thing was gray in my eye, the sky, buildings, ground, people, and even buses. Is this America? Am I sitting on the long time flight and still dreaming? A Chinese family picked my families and me from the airport. I felt uncomfortable by looking at the sidewalk, no skyscrapers, no colorful neon lights, no huge advertisements. When the car was running in the endless highway I doubt that if I was sent to a never-land. Disappointed, that was my first impression of the new life in United States. The following days did not become much better. The biggest problem I encountered was language barrier. I remembered one day I was walking with my dad on the street, when a lady said "hello" to us, my reaction was, said "hello" to her in CHINESE. Actually no one else in my family could speak English at that time, because of this, I became the one who negotiated with owners in order to rent an apartment, and dealt with monthly bills; who read any English contracts and mails, and even bargained in the supermarkets, although my English skills were still limited. Another problem I had to cope with was loneliness. I remembered the day was Christmas when I was in the air plane which departed from China, everyone else was going home and _______ with their families, but I had to leave my mum, leave my grandma, leave my friends, and leave the city I had been lived for seventeen years. The first few periods I always cried at night. Things that had happened in the past seventeen years always came to my mind, even in my dreams everyday were all about my hometown. There was not telephone or internet at home, I completely lost contact with them. Once a Chinese little boy gave me some Chinese songs, then I listened to them at dinner myself, I cried, how familiar those melodies were. I imaged that I was walking on the campus in my old school; I was hanging out with my friends at the table.____________________ ( any sentence can be filled here?) The transitions here in school were rough. I could not understand what my classmates were talking about or laughing at; every lunch I had to sit alone because I did not have friends to sit with. I totally isolated myself from the ______ (???). The relationships among members of my family became more and more complicated, my dad had bad mood and complain how _____ ( need an adj. describe bad) our lives were day and night since he could not find a job due to his language barrier. He had ever told me, my life brimmed with hardships everywhere, but never had such bitter like now. Later, he decided to bring me back to China. He said he could not offer a good living here for me. I came here for my future, for my dream, however, if I had been told to leave, which I should choose? I persist in my goal -- I want to study in America, I told my father. I tried to show him how things could change. Everything from laundry to bills became my responsibility, while I still kept my grades high. When the first time I got straight As on my report card and showed him, he smiled. He said I became a more independent young woman after I came to the United States. Now my dream is not for myself, but for my father. His struggles are my struggles. I should study harder and harder, I should go to college, to pursue further knowledge, to change our life, to let him be proud of me. These hardships I experienced became invaluable to my life. I joined Howard County Health Expo few months ago. As an interpreter, I helped some elders who came from China to get to know about Howard County's healthy care system, and assisted them to finish health inspections. By talking to them, I knew that they had children and relatives here; they were still lonely, because they were new to this country. I can understand their feelings since I had experienced how hard the transitions were. Not everyone is lucky enough to live in two different worlds. I am familiar with Chinese culture and able to adapt to America's life. Therefore, I can bring this advantage to UM since schools now have become more and more multicultural. Many students from other countries may face hardships in adjusting to the new environment when they first come, so I will be of assistance to them. UM is a diverse community, students here come from different places. I am planning to organize an America Help Union in the UM if I could be part of the school. The purpose of this union is to help those people who are new in this country. At the same time, I can foster understanding of cultural diversity within the UM community, making it not only a university, but also a world village.

Question: 327 days ago, through 14 hours' 8579 miles flight, I finally stood in the land of the United States. The flesh air in Washington D.C. woke me up from long time a journey's drowse. I looked around, drizzles made the sky over Dulles Airport hazy. Without exciting, I dragged my heavy suitcase passed through the airport big buildings, hallways, and parking lot. Every thing was gray in my eye, the sky, buildings, ground, people, and even buses. Is this America? Am I sitting on the long time flight and still dreaming? A Chinese family picked my families and me from the airport. I felt uncomfortable by looking at the sidewalk, no skyscrapers, no colorful neon lights, no huge advertisements. When the car was running in the endless highway I doubt that if I was sent to a never-land. Disappointed, that was my first impression of the new life in the United States. The following days did not become much better. The biggest problem I encountered was language barrier. I remembered one day I was walking with my dad on the street, when a lady said "hello" to us, my reaction was, said "hello" to her in CHINESE. Actually no one else in my family could speak English at that time, because of this, I became the one who negotiated with owners in order to rent an apartment, and dealt with monthly bills; who read any English contracts and mails, and even bargained in the supermarkets, although my English skills were still limited. Another problem I had to cope with was loneliness. I remembered the day was Christmas when I was in the airplane which departed from China, everyone else was going home and _______ with their families, but I had to leave my mum, leave my grandma, leave my friends, and leave the city I had been lived for seventeen years. The first few periods I always cried at night. Things that had happened in the past seventeen years always came to my mind, even in my dreams every day were all about my hometown. There was no telephone or internet at home, I completely lost contact with them. Once a Chinese little boy gave me some Chinese songs, then I listened to them at dinner myself, I cried, how familiar those melodies were. I imaged that I was walking on the campus in my old school; I was hanging out with my friends at the table.____________________ (any sentence can be filled here?) The transitions here in school were rough. I could not understand what my classmates were talking about or laughing at; every lunch I had to sit alone because I did not have friends to sit with. I totally isolated myself from the ______ (???). The relationships among members of my family became more and more complicated, my dad had bad mood and complain how _____ (need an adj. Describe bad) our lives were day and night since he could not find a job due to his language barrier. He had ever told me, my life brimmed with hardships everywhere, but never had such bitter like now. Later, he decided to bring me back to China. He said he could not offer a good living here for me. I came here for my future, for my dream, however, if I had been told to leave, which I should choose? I persist in my goal -- I want to study in America, I told my father. Furthermore, I tried to show him how things could change. Everything from laundry to bills became my responsibility, while I still kept my grades high. When the first time I got straight As on my report card and showed him, he smiled. He said I became a more independent young woman after I came to the United States. Now my dream is not for myself, but for my father. His struggles are my struggles. I should study harder and harder, I should go to college, to pursue further knowledge, to change our life, to let him be proud of me. These hardships I experienced became invaluable to my life. I joined Howard County Health Expo few months ago. As an interpreter, I helped some elders who came from China to get to know about Howard County's healthy care system, and assisted them to finish health inspections. By talking to them, I knew that they had children and relatives here; they were still lonely, because they were new to this country. I can understand their feelings since I had experienced how hard the transitions were. Not everyone is lucky enough to live in two different worlds. I am familiar with Chinese culture and able to adapt to America's life. Therefore, I can bring this advantage to UM since schools now have become more and more multicultural. Many students from other countries may face hardships in adjusting to the new environment when they first come, so I will be of assistance to them. UM is a diverse community, students here come from different places. I am planning to organize an America Help Union in the UM if I could be part of the school. The purpose of this union is to help those people who are new in this country. At the same time, I can foster understanding of cultural diversity within the UM community, making it not only a university, but also a world village.

6:45 pm, after I said the last "goodbye" to my mother, I walked into airport lounge. 7:00 pm, the KE968 flight took off. From this minute, I left the place I had lived for seventeen years. I saw an air stewardess hanging a "Merry Christmas" decoration in the cabin wall. Christmas comes. Even though that was in China, western culture is gradually merged into this traditional country. Families become accustomed to reunite on Christmas, everyone else on this plane was going home, but me. I left my mother and was en route to another side of the world. Now I have been away from my mother for almost one year. Every boy and girl I know around me here has his or her mum. I remember how I always "complained" this to my mum when I talked to her via the phone. Sometimes when someone's mum treats me like treats her daughter, I always felt thankful to her, and I started to miss my own mum. I envy my friends. Now the reason why I stay here from the first that I wanted to pursue more advanced education opportunities switch to a much more simple reason ď for my mother. My mother is my best friend. The thing I will never forget about my childhood was, when I was young, my mum took me from kindergarten or later from elementary school every afternoon. I was sitting in the back of her bicycle, and I always liked to sang a Chinese children folk song to her, "My dear mum, you works hard everyday and comes home late. Sit down, please, mum, drink some hot tea, please. Let me kiss you, my dear mum." The melody still resounds around my ear now. That was the sweetest time everyday in my childhood. I would say how unfair it is for me now; I would go to the airport and buy a ticket and back to China; I would tell my mum I should stay with her, but I did not. The eagerer I am, the more powers that force me to stay in the United States. Even though my mum is far away from me, I can always feel her love. Even though she can not support me everything in my life, she gives me a more important thing my heart. Daughter's heart comes from a part of mother's heart, an old Chinese maxim says. Why I can still smile in front of the world; why I can still enthusiastically strive for my dream, because of my mother. Life is about choices. My mother has given me the opportunity to either choose to enhance my future, or stay stagnates. Although the sacrifice is great, I have chosen to enhance my education. Although China offers a rigorous educational system, the American education is far more appealing to a student. We are encouraged to expand our horizons, and to learn outside of the textbook world. We are taught to use what we learn in the classroom and to apply it to our daily lives. My mother has given me an opportunity to choose. And I've chosen to be the best student I can be. Even though my days are challenging, and at times I ask myself why life must be so hard at the age of eighteen, I remember my mother's loving eyes and remember the choice I've made the responsibilities I've taken on. University of Maryland at College Park is a very large university with great diversity. This institution offers not only a strong education opportunity, but also the opportunity to grow as an Asian American women through cultural diversity and sense of community.

6:45 pm, after I said the last "goodbye" to my mother, I walked into airport lounge. 7:00 pm, the KE968 flight took off. From this minute, I left the place I had lived for seventeen years. I saw an air stewardess hanging a "Merry Christmas" decoration in the cabin wall. Christmas comes. Even though that was in China, western culture is gradually merged into this traditional country. Families become accustomed to reunite on Christmas, everyone else on this plane was going home, but me. I left my mother and was en route to another side of the world. Now I have been away from my mother for almost one year. Every boy and girl I know around me here has his or her mum. I remember how I always "complained" this to my mum when I talked to her via the phone. Sometimes when someone's mum treats me like treats her daughter, I always felt thankful to her, and I started to miss my own mum. I envy my friends. Now the reason why I stay here from the first that I wanted to pursue more advanced education opportunities switch to a much more simple reason ď for my mother. My mother is my best friend. The thing I will never forget about my childhood was, when I was young, my mum took me from kindergarten or later from elementary school every afternoon. I was sitting in the back of her bicycle, and I always liked to sing a Chinese children folk song to her, "My dear mum, you work hard every day and comes home late. Sit down, please, mum, drink some hot tea, . Let me kiss you, my dear mum." The melody still resounds around my ear now. That was the sweetest time every day in my childhood. I would say how unfair it is for me now; I would go to the airport and buy a ticket and back to China; I would tell my mum I should stay with her, but I did not. The eagerer I am, the more powers that force me to stay in the United States. Even though my mum is far away from me, I can always feel her love. Even though she can not support me everything in my life, she gives me a more important thing my heart. Daughter's heart comes from a part of mother's heart, an old Chinese maxim says. Why I can still smile in front of the world; why I can still enthusiastically strive for my dream, because of my mother. Life is about choices. My mother has given me the opportunity to either choose to enhance my future, or stay stagnates. Although the sacrifice is great, I have chosen to enhance my education. Although China offers a rigorous educational system, the American education is far more appealing to a student. We are encouraged to expand our horizons, and to learn outside the textbook world. We are taught to use what we learn in the classroom and to apply it to our daily lives. My mother has given me an opportunity to choose. And I've chosen to be the best student I can be. Even though my days are challenging, and at times I ask myself why life must be so hard at the age of eighteen, I remember my mother's loving eyes and remember the choice I've made the responsibilities I've taken on. University of Maryland at College Park is a very large university with great diversity. This institution offers not only a strong education opportunity, but also the opportunity to grow as an Asian American woman through cultural diversity and sense of community.

I am a sophomore in high school and I am currently applying to the North Carolina School of Science and Mathematics (NCSSM for short). For those of you who don't know, NCSSM is a residential high school for juniors and seniors in Durham, NC. It is highly selective and part of the application process requires writing an essay. I have written a rough draft, and I would appreciate anyone who read through it and took the time to comment and offer suggestions. Thanks a lot to everyone who helps out. Prompt:NCSSM is a community to which all members contribute. It is also a community in which all members benefit. Write an essay about yourself, describing the special abilities, skills, and experiences that qualify you for admission. Be sure to describe the contributions you will make to the school and how both the academic and residential experience will enhance your development as a scholar and as a person. My essay: ******** My name is Kalyan Rao and I am a sophomore at D.H. Conley High School in Greenville, NC. I first found out about the School of Science and Math several years ago through a longtime family friend who chose to attend. Since then, I have become convinced that NCSSM would be a good fit for my goals and personality. Allow me to explain what I would contribute to NCSSM and how it can enrich my character. I hope to gain many things by attending NCSSM. One important factor in my decision to apply was the many course offerings of NCSSM. Although my high school, Conley, is a superb school, there are much more varied and fascinating courses at NCSSM. I want to be able to take courses that suit my interests, such as philosophy, robotics, and economics, which Conley is currently unable to offer. More significantly, though, I want to be part of a school where I can grow as a person and be able to come out different than I went in. Such experiences are few and far between, and their memories can last a lifetime. One such memory for me was the time I had my upanayanam in India. The upanayanam is a rite of passage for Hindu boys. During the ceremony, the youngster is taught the nature of God. He becomes a student of God and is then recognized as someone who will try to educate themselves and realize God individually for the rest of their life. My upanayanam was held the summer before my seventh grade, on the hills above the holy city of Tirupati. There I felt much more mature and responsible than I had ever felt before. I realized that I would always be a different person, and I hope for the same kind of powerful life-changing experience at NCSSM. Just as there are many things that NCSSM can do for me, I can do much to help complement the community of NCSSM. One thing I can add to the school is my talent for the saxophone. I have been playing it since the sixth grade, and I love it more and more each year. When I visited for open house, I was impressed with the jazz band that was outside in the courtyard. I felt impressed with the level of music they were playing and wanted to be a part of that program. I find that playing my instrument is very rewarding and I certainly want to take part in many ensembles if I attend. Another quality that would benefit NCSSM is my passion for community service. There is an old Hindu saying that I took deeply to heart the moment I first heard it: "Service to humanity is service to God." In accordance with this spirit, I have served as a volunteer for many different places, such as the library, Sylvan Learning Center, and Pitt County Memorial Hospital. At Sylvan, I was the first volunteer ever accepted, and I found it to be a memorable experience. At the Hospital, I worked it Central Transport to escort patients home and around the hospital. When the patients saw that they were about to go back home, their happiness was priceless. These are some of the reasons why I will be a good candidate for NCSSM. I will have the opportunity to take captivating courses and become a better person. I will be a talented, multifaceted, charitable student, and I will work to be an active member of the community. I feel that NCSSM would be a good fit for me. ********* Some things I would appreciate input on:-The intro-The conclusion-The length (Too longshort), etc.-Was it involving or boring?-Did it sound genuine?-And anything else you can comment on. Once again, thanks a lot!

I am a sophomore in high school, and I am currently applying to the North Carolina School of Science and Mathematics (NCSSM for short). For those of you who don't know, NCSSM is a residential high school for juniors and seniors in Durham, NC. It is highly selective and part of the application process requires writing an essay. I have written a rough draft, and I would appreciate anyone who read through it and took the time to comment and offer suggestions. Thanks a lot to everyone who helps out. Prompt:NCSSM is a community to which all members contribute. It is also a community in which all members benefit. Write an essay about yourself, describing the special abilities, skills, and experiences that qualify you for admission. Be sure to describe the contributions you will make to the school and how both the academic and residential experience will enhance your development as a scholar and as a person. My essay: ******** My name is Kalyan Ran, and I am a sophomore at D.H. Conley High School in Greenville, NC. I first found out about the School of Science and Math several years ago through a longtime family friend who chose to attend. Since then, I have become convinced that NCSSM would be a good fit for my goals and personality. Allow me to explain what I would contribute to NCSSM and how it can enrich my character. I hope to gain many things by attending NCSSM. One important factor in my decision to apply was the many course offerings of NCSSM. Although my high school, Conley, is a superb school, there are much more varied and fascinating courses at NCSSM. I want to be able to take courses that suit my interests, such as philosophy, robotics, and economics, which Conley is currently unable to offer. More significantly, though, I want to be part of a school where I can grow as a person and be able to come out different from I went in. Such experiences are few and far between, and their memories can last a lifetime. One such memory for me was the time I had my upanayanam in India. The upanayanam is a rite of passage for Hindu boys. During the ceremony, the youngster is taught the nature of God. He becomes a student of God and is then recognized as someone who will try to educate themselves and realize God individually for the rest of their life. My upanayanam was held the summer before my seventh grade, on the hills above the holy city of Timpani. There I felt much more mature and responsible than I had ever felt before. I realized that I would always be a different person, and I hope for the same kind of powerful life-changing experience at NCSSM. Just as there are many things that NCSSM can do for me, I can do much to help complement the community of NCSSM. One thing I can add to the school is my talent for the saxophone. I have been playing it since the sixth grade, and I love it more and more each year. When I visited for open house, I was impressed with the jazz band that was outside in the courtyard. I felt impressed with the level of music they were playing and wanted to be a part of that program. I find that playing my instrument is very rewarding, and I certainly want to take part in many ensembles if I attend. Another quality that would benefit NCSSM is my passion for community service. There is an old Hindu saying that I took deeply to heart the moment I first heard it: "Service to humanity is service to God." In accordance with this spirit, I have served as a volunteer for many places, such as the library, Sylvan Learning Center, and Pitt County Memorial Hospital. At Sylvan, I was the first volunteer ever accepted, and I found it to be a memorable experience. At the Hospital, I worked it Central Transport to escort patients home and around the hospital. When the patients saw that they were about to go back home, their happiness was priceless. These are some reasons why I will be a good candidate for NCSSM. I will have the opportunity to take captivating courses and become a better person. I will be a talented, multifaceted, charitable student, and I will work to be an active member of the community. Furthermore, I feel that NCSSM would be a good fit for me. ********* Some things I would appreciate input on:-The intro-The conclusion-The length (Too long short), etc.-Was it involving or boring?-Did it sound genuine?-And anything else you can comment on. Once again, thanks a lot!

CH 08-17-1989 I grew up in a small town out in the foothills of California. Nevertheless, my life was not secluded. Several times a year I take camping trips, some as far away as Oregon. Most of these trips have been with my Scout troop, visiting camps that have hundreds of Scouts from other troops. I had the opportunity to visit the Boy Scout National Jamboree in 2005 with a troop of forty-four boys, which I helped to lead. Our troop met Scouts from as far away as Jamaica and Russia, and we traded our uniforms for theirs. That experience made me proud to be a Scout and meet my peers from all over the world. As a young student in grammar school, I decided became active in various clubs and activities. Drama club was my favorite, and I had the role of Grumio, Petruccio's servant, in our production of Shakespeare's 'The Taming of the Shrew.' I also enjoyed an after school program called G.A.T.E., which taught finer arts such as acting, drawing, and several other crafts. Finally, I joined Peer Counseling to help other kids get through a potential fight situation without having the fight. These experiences helped teach me patience and understanding and helped build a powerful foundation for my opinions in the future.

CH 08-17-1989 I grew up in a small town out in the foothills of California. Nevertheless, my life was not secluded. Several times a year I take camping trips, some as far away as Oregon. Most of these trips have been with my Scout troop, visiting camps that have hundreds of Scouts from other troops. I had the opportunity to visit the Boy Scout National Jamboree in 2005 with a troop of forty-four boys, which I helped to lead. Our troop met Scouts from as far away as Jamaica and Russia, and we traded our uniforms for theirs. That experience made me proud to be a Scout and meet my peers from all over the world. As a young student in grammar school, I decided became active in various clubs and activities. Drama club was my favorite, and I had the role of Grumpy, Ferruccio's servant, in our production of Shakespeare's 'The Taming of the Shrew.' I also enjoyed an after school program called G.A.T.E., which taught finer arts such as acting, drawing, and several other crafts. Finally, I joined Peer Counseling to help other kids get through a potential fight situation without having the fight. These experiences helped teach me patience and understanding and helped build a powerful foundation for my opinions in the future.

Topic: What is your intended major? Discuss how your interest in the field 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. * Only a select few students are lucky enough to have an instilled passion and desire for a certain field of study. The rest settle for what is available, or learn to be passionate about something they do not enjoy. After much consideration, I am certain that business is what lights my fire. In today's interactive economy, the most powerful tool is knowledge and the ability to obtain it, harness it, apply it, and in turn reap all of the extraordinary benefits. With every business class I take, my thirst for more knowledge grows. Finance, accounting, business law, economics, communications, ethics all interest me. I have been employed by a stock brokerage, an international bank, several small businesses and a law firm. Gaining invaluable experience and knowledge, I have used every job as a tool to prepare myself for the future. Proactive networking has opened promising doors, which I would never have dreamt accessible at such an early age. I have learned countless lessons about today's business environment but can confidently say that I have only scratched the surface. The most valuable lesson I have learned is that opportunity is endless and the only limitation to what you can accomplish in the business environment today is the inner desire you possess.

Topic: What is your intended major? Discuss how your interest in the field 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. * Only a select few students are lucky enough to have an instilled passion and desire for a certain field of study. The rest settle for what is available, or learn to be passionate about something they do not enjoy. After much consideration, I am certain that business is what lights my fire. In today's interactive economy, the most powerful tool is knowledge and the ability to obtain it, harness it, apply it, and in turn reap all the extraordinary benefits. With every business class I take, my thirst for more knowledge grows. Finance, accounting, business law, economics, communications, ethics all interest me. I have been employed by a stockbrokerage, an international bank, several small businesses and a law firm. Gaining invaluable experience and knowledge, I have used every job as a tool to prepare myself for the future. Proactive networking has opened promising doors, which I would never have dreamt accessible at such an early age. I have learned countless lessons about today's business environment but can confidently say that I have only scratched the surface. The most valuable lesson I have learned is that opportunity is endless and the only limitation to what you can accomplish in the business environment today is the inner desire you possess.

It is fair to say that most of us take what we have for granted. I admit that I too have been guilty of the same. This is likely because it has taken time for me to acclimate and mature into the person I see in the mirror today. The origin of this maturity is the same as the drive I have come to posses, my heritage. Several years ago, the grandparents that were responsible for my upbringing had passed away. This was a devastating loss I feel to this days. At the time, I have not seen my grandparents in quite some time and did not speak to them as much as I would have liked to. I felt that I was falling and there was no one to catch me. I was unable to deal with their passing for an extended period of time until I came to an understanding of what was to be done.. Realizing my family has overcome hardship and adversity since the early 1900s was the key to what had to be done. My grandfather shared on pair of shoes with 12 of his siblings as they were growing up in freezing winters of what used to be known as The Union of Soviet Socialist Republics. He did not let this stop him from became an engineer who is single handedly responsible for some of the largest developments in Moscow, Russia. My father came to the United States with a small sum of money and endured homelessness so he could someday bring me to the country of endless opportunity in hopes that I would be able to utilize the liberties and freedoms to prosper . I have never forgotten this and have worked hard to repay the debt to my family. Holding a job since the age of sixteen and obtaining a full-time position immediately after my high school graduation. I was driven by the sacrifices my parents and grandparents have made.. But, as I became acclimated to the inner workings of the country I can now call home, it was more and more operant that a lack of education was a likely dead end. I enrolled in Orange Coast College and struggled to find time and energy between a full time job and my newly acquired endevour. My grades were mediocre and the progress was slow. It was at a dead end; on one hand I had a duty to support my parents start a new life and on the other I needed to continue my education without which I would likely find myself to be average at best. Fueled by the determination, I sought an employment opportunity that would allow me to provide the same support as before in conjunction with consideration for me as a student. After a prolonged search, a perfect job opportunity opened allowing me concentrate on my education With the new position, the opportunity to become a full-time student was no longer a dream and the grades drastically increased, eventhough, I continued to work in excess of 40 hours a week. I spent the first half of my life in a country which is commonly known to be responsibility for the Cold War, vodka and caviar. Growing up, I spent several nights falling asleep to the tune machine gun fire and the bedtime story of a tank shelling a building only a few blocks away. My family has overcome adversity and so far has not been stopped. I can only say that I will not be one to give up and ever take anything I have granted. Word Count: 600 ( It just came out that way)

It is fair to say that most of us take what we have for granted. I admit that I too have been guilty of the same. This is likely because it has taken time for me to acclimate and mature into the person I see in the mirror today. The origin of this maturity is the same as the drive I have come to possess, my heritage. Several years ago, the grandparents that were responsible for my upbringing had passed away. This was a devastating loss I feel to this day's. At the time, I have not seen my grandparents in quite some time and did not speak to them as much as I would have liked to. I felt that I was falling and there was no one to catch me. I was unable to deal with their passing for an extended period of time until I came to an understanding of what was to be done. Realizing my family has overcome hardship and adversity since the early 1900s was the key to what had to be done. My grandfather shared on pair of shoes with 12 of his siblings as they were growing up in freezing winters of what used to be known as The Union of Soviet Socialist Republics. He did not let this stop him from became an engineer who is single-handedly responsible for some of the largest developments in Moscow, Russia. My father came to the United States with a small sum of money and endured homelessness, so he could someday bring me to the country of endless opportunity in hopes that I would be able to utilize the liberties and freedoms to prosper. I have never forgotten this and have worked hard to repay the debt to my family. Holding a job since the age of sixteen and obtaining a full-time position immediately after my high school graduation. I was driven by the sacrifices my parents and grandparents have made. But, as I became acclimated to the inner workings of the country I can now call home, it was more and more operant that a lack of education was a likely dead end. I enrolled in Orange Coast College and struggled to find time and energy between a full time job and my newly acquired endeavour. My grades were mediocre, and the progress was slow. It was at a dead end; on one hand I had a duty to support my parents start a new life and on the other I needed to continue my education without which I would likely find myself to be average at best. Fueled by the determination, I sought an employment opportunity that would allow me to provide the same support as before in conjunction with consideration for me as a student. After a prolonged search, a perfect job opportunity opened allowing me to concentrate on my education With the new position, the opportunity to become a full-time student was no longer a dream and the grades drastically increased, even though, I continued to work in excess of 40 hours a week. I spent the first half of my life in a country which is commonly known to be responsibility for the Cold War, vodka and caviar. Growing up, I spent several nights falling asleep to the tune machine gun fire and the bedtime story of a tank shelling a building only a few blocks away. My family has overcome adversity and so far has not been stopped. I can only say that I will not be one to give up and ever take anything I have granted. Word Count: 600 (It just came out that way)

PS: It's not really finished so ignore the fact that it's too short...unless you have any suggestions on what I should add as I'm kind out braindead at this point "We're entering the World Affairs Challenge!" announced my teacher gleefully to a class of 30 blank faces. Undeterred, my teacher continued, "The World Affairs Challenge is a competition in which students research a specific global issue and present its solution in a creative form to a team of judges. This years issue is global energy." And so it began. Split into groups of six, my sophomore world history class relentlessly prepared for three months. As a team, we read the newspapers, watched the news, and were regulars at the library. We learned about Brazil's depleting Amazon and it's essential "carbon sink," India's rolling blackouts, and the worlds melting ice caps. We discussed the availability and efficiency of solar, wind, geothermal, and hydroelectric power. We conducted fierce debates in which no one's opinion went unchallenged or unappreciated. As the six of us began to write a script, we repeated almost the same process. Again we compiled our information, debated over creative concepts, delegated prop and costume production, and set rehearsal times. Finally, with our costumes on, lines memorized, and knees shaking, we ready. We performed our skit, once, twice, three times. Relieved, we cleaned up our set waited for our scores. "And it's a tie for the Best Overall Team! Mercy High School and---" the speakers voice was drowned out by our triumphant screams of glee. I know, not very modest, but what can I say? We were excited. And amidst pattings on the back, appreciative feet stomping, cameras flashing, (I'm not joking) and the continuing screams of our fellow Mercy girls, the six of us stumbled onto stage and were handed the first place prize--- a Nuevo Latino CD. Weird right? But, we were ecstatic nonetheless. This project is probably the most comprehensive, in-depth, and difficult academic endeavor I have encountered. Needless to say, it has had a tremendous impact on the way I have conducted my studies and my life afterwards. My grades, no matter how good, do not adequately illustrate the way I learned to painstakingly peruse information and steadily discern what to copy down onto my notes. My academic achievements do not reveal that when I now come across an unknown word, whether it be in Othello or in a Newsweek article, I look it up. My honor role status cannot communicate how I never hesitate to ask a question, whether I am in Biology class requesting a recap on the tertiary structure of proteins or in a debate with one my friends on the conflicting messages in the Biblical tale of Sodom and Gomorrah. Every week I still judiciously read Newsweek, the SF Chronicle, and Rolling Stone. And with the help of Tivo, I regularly manage to catch The Daily Show with Jon Stewart, Countdown with Keith Olberman, and Real Time with Bill Maher. Through this project I discovered the importance of diligence, thoroughness and political awareness. I have acquired the arts of debate and cooperation, of researching and editing, and of confidence. Needless to say, I still have that CD. Thank you

PS: It's not really finished so ignore the fact that it's too short...unless you have any suggestions on what I should add as I'm kind out brain dead at this point "We're entering the World Affairs Challenge!" announced my teacher gleefully to a class of 30 blank faces. Undeterred, my teacher continued, "The World Affairs Challenge is a competition in which students research a specific global issue and present its solution in a creative form to a team of judges. This year's issue is global energy." And so it began. Split into groups of six, my sophomore world history class relentlessly prepared for three months. As a team, we read the newspapers, watched the news, and were regulars at the library. We learned about Brazil's depleting Amazon, and it's essential "carbon sink," India's rolling blackouts, and the world's melting ice caps. We discussed the availability and efficiency of solar, wind, geothermal, and hydroelectric power. Furthermore, we conducted fierce debates in which no one's opinion went unchallenged or unappreciated. As the six of us began to write a script, we repeated almost the same process. Again we compiled our information, debated over creative concepts, delegated prop and costume production, and set rehearsal times. Finally, with our costumes on, lines memorized, and knees shaking, we ready. We performed our skit, once, twice, three times. Relieved, we cleaned up our set waited for our scores. "And it's a tie for the Best Overall Team! Mercy High School and---" the speakers voice was drowned out by our triumphant screams of glee. I know, not very modest, but what can I say? We were excited. And amidst patting son the back, appreciative feet stomping, cameras flashing, (I'm not joking) and the continuing screams of our fellow Mercy girls, the six of us stumbled onto stage and were handed the first place prize--- a Nero Latino CD. Weird right? But, we were ecstatic nonetheless. This project is probably the most comprehensive, in-depth, and difficult academic endeavor I have encountered. Needless to say, it has had a tremendous impact on the way I have conducted my studies and my life afterwards. My grades, no matter how good, do not adequately illustrate the way I learned to painstakingly peruse information and steadily discern what to copy down onto my notes. My academic achievements do not reveal that when I now come across an unknown word, whether it be in Othello or in a Newsweek article, I look it up. My honor role status cannot communicate how I never hesitate to ask a question, whether I am in Biology class requesting a recap on the tertiary structure of proteins or in a debate with one my friends on the conflicting messages in the Biblical tale of Sodom and Gomorrah. Every week I still judiciously read Newsweek, the SF Chronicle, and Rolling Stone. And with the help of Tito, I regularly manage to catch The Daily Show with Jon Stewart, Countdown with Keith Alderman, and Real Time with Bill Maher. Through this project I discovered the importance of diligence, thoroughness and political awareness. I have acquired the arts of debate and cooperation, of researching and editing, and of confidence. Needless to say, I still have that CD. Thank you

Don Ho 11-30-06 Breasts, skin, prostate and lungs, they all share a common characteristicïthey can be affected by cancer. Throughout my life, I have known of cancer's existence, not just as a rare disease found in National Geographic, but one that millions developed and died from each year. It always seemed to me that the disease was too familiar though, too overly used by popular media and commercials; it numbed me. As long as no one I knew was affected, I could have cared less. This was my naïve attitude before my aunt was diagnosed with cancer. When I was 12, I received a phone call from my aunt saying that she loved me and would always be there for me. That day I found out she had cancer, more specifically stage four breast cancer. Once again though, my lack of acceptance stopped me from realizing how serious this was. I knew that she was going to recover rapidly from this debilitating disease. Her willpower and strength had to outlast the cancer, she had to because she was raising two boys at the time, one, two years old and the other had just been born. There was no way she could lose. For the next four years, she continuously battled her breast cancer until she lost the fight. The way I see it, her death was not the end of a life but a rebirthing of mine. When my aunt died of breast cancer, I blamed myself for not knowing enough about it. I had only taken the time to quickly think that she had cancer and that it was a horrible disease. I was never interested or willing to learn anymore about it. I was too self absorbed. As it began to sink in that I had lost a loved one, I would tolerate it no more. I had no idea where to begin in cancer research. If not for a friend, I would have never discovered the American Cancer Society. My curiosity about cancer soon became a passion as I volunteered constantly for the ACS headquarters based in Silicon Valley. Their mission was threefold: to advocate though government policy, research for a cure, and raise awareness through education. When I knew I could help in other ways through ACS, I immediately started a club of my own at school to inform others about the dangers of cancer. As the club started to take off, so did I. My growing awareness and knowledge of cancer not only fulfilled me intellectually and emotionally, but also helped me define who I was. It was soon further tested personally in my life. When I noticed for the first time that some of my underage friends drank and smoked, I was not ready to see other loved ones in my life die. Although faced with peer pressure at times to follow suit, the memory of my aunt reminded me that there were better ways to die. The cancer causing substances that my friends were consuming had to be stopped. Therefore, just as I had learned lacrosse and taught others how to play, I also learned about cancer and taught my friends about the seriousness of cancer and the risks of what they were doing. In the end, I have realized that we are regularly tested in life to become better people. When my aunt died of cancer, it was not for me to stay helpless, but to do something about it. Life is too fragile to waste on being self-absorbed; there is a whole world of suffering. word count:592

Don Ho 11-30-06 Breasts, skin, prostate and lungs, they all share a common characteristicïthey can be affected by cancer. Throughout my life, I have known of cancer's existence, not just as a rare disease found in National Geographic, but one that millions developed and died from each year. It always seemed to me that the disease was too familiar though, too overly used by popular media and commercials; it numbed me. As long as no one I knew was affected, I could have cared less. This was my naïve attitude before my aunt was diagnosed with cancer. When I was 12, I received a phone call from my aunt saying that she loved me and would always be there for me. That day I found out she had cancer, more specifically stage four breast cancer. Once again though, my lack of acceptance stopped me from realizing how serious this was. I knew that she was going to recover rapidly from this debilitating disease. Her willpower and strength had to outlast the cancer, she had to because she was raising two boys at the time, one, two years old and the other had just been born. There was no way she could lose. For the next four years, she continuously battled her breast cancer until she lost the fight. The way I see it, her death was not the end of a life but a rebirthing of mine. When my aunt died of breast cancer, I blamed myself for not knowing enough about it. I had only taken the time to quickly think that she had cancer and that it was a horrible disease. I was never interested or willing to learn any more about it. Furthermore, I was too self-absorbed. As it began to sink in that I had lost a loved one, I would tolerate it no more. I had no idea where to begin in cancer research. If not for a friend, I would have never discovered the American Cancer Society. My curiosity about cancer soon became a passion as I volunteered constantly for the ACS headquarters based in Silicon Valley. Their mission was threefold: to advocate though government policy, research for a cure, and raise awareness through education. When I knew I could help in other ways through ACS, I immediately started a club of my own at school to inform others about the dangers of cancer. As the club started to take off, so did I. My growing awareness and knowledge of cancer not only fulfilled me intellectually and emotionally, but also helped me define who I was. It was soon further tested personally in my life. When I noticed for the first time that some of my underage friends drank and smoked, I was not ready to see other loved ones in my life die. Although faced with peer pressure at times to follow suit, the memory of my aunt reminded me that there were better ways to die. The cancer causing substances that my friends were consuming had to be stopped. Therefore, just as I had learned lacrosse and taught others how to play, I also learned about cancer and taught my friends about the seriousness of cancer and the risks of what they were doing. In the end, I have realized that we are regularly tested in life to become better people. When my aunt died of cancer, it was not for me to stay helpless, but to do something about it. Life is too fragile to waste on being self-absorbed; there is a whole world of suffering. Word count:592

Although it was lonely being by myself, I stayed in scouts because I enjoyed it. I quickly made new friends in other scouts who had joined at a different time than me. I quickly learned how to work together with others through interacting with my peers, and through that partnership I found that hard work makes projects much easier and faster. As a part of scouts, it was necessary for me to earn community service in order to progress. I performed my service in a variety of ways, always to the best of my ability. Working on my Eagle Scout project was the toughest challenge I faced in scouts. My project consisted of landscaping a community center that had just been constructed in my town. In order to do this, I had to be able to talk to strangers. This kind of activity is not very comfortable for me, as I find it difficult to talk to people I don't know, much less ask them for a donation of their money or their wares. Through the help of my parents, however, I overcame my fears as I talked to more people, each conversation becoming more fluid than the last. The main point of an eagle project is to let the eagle candidate learn how to be an effective leader on his own. After collecting the donations needed for my project, I began construction. We dug holes, planted plants and trees, and hauled several tons of rocks to the site. Overall, the project logged almost two hundred and fifty hours of community service, all under my supervision. When I first joined my troop, I was elected as the Patrol Leader for the younger scouts. After leading my group for two years, joined the Senior Patrol, which consisted of four youth who are the leaders of the entire troop. I became a leader and a mentor to the younger scouts, just as the older scouts had been to me when I started as a scout. By passing on the skills I have learned, I am helping to continue the tradition and core values of scouting. Being a Boy Scout has prepared me for the rest of my life. From basic first aid to wilderness survival, scouting has taught me to be trustworthy, helpful, thrifty, loyal, and most of all, prepared. The Scout Law and the Scout Oath have been the guiding force in choosing how to run my life, making me physically strong, mentally awake, and morally straight.

Although it was lonely being by myself, I stayed in scouts because I enjoyed it. I quickly made new friends in other scouts who had joined at a different time than me. I quickly learned how to work together with others through interacting with my peers, and through that partnership I found that hard work makes projects much easier and faster. As a part of scouts, it was necessary for me to earn community service in order to progress. I performed my service in a variety of ways, always to the best of my ability. Working on my Eagle Scout project was the toughest challenge I faced in scouts. My project consisted of landscaping a community center that had just been constructed in my town. In order to do this, I had to be able to talk to strangers. This kind of activity is not very comfortable for me, as I find it difficult to talk to people I don't know, much less ask them for a donation of their money or their wares. Through the help of my parents, however, I overcame my fears as I talked to more people, each conversation becoming more fluid than the last. The main point of an eagle project is to let the eagle candidate learn how to be an effective leader on his own. After collecting the donations needed for my project, I began construction. We dug holes, planted plants and trees, and hauled several tons of rocks to the site. Overall, the project logged almost two hundred and fifty hours of community service, all under my supervision. When I first joined my troop, I was elected as the Patrol Leader for the younger scouts. After leading my group for two years, joined the Senior Patrol, which consisted of four youth who are the leaders of the entire troop. I became a leader and a mentor to the younger scouts, just as the older scouts had been to me when I started as a scout. By passing on the skills I have learned, I am helping to continue the tradition and core values of scouting. Being a Boy Scout has prepared me for the rest of my life. From basic first aid to wilderness survival, scouting has taught me to be trustworthy, helpful, thrifty, loyal, and most of all, prepared. The Scout Law and the Scout Oath have been the guiding force in choosing how to run my life, making me physically strong, mentally awake, and morally straight.

"Your future begins here." This was the saying painted on the wall I passed every day for four enduring years of my life, as I made the walk from the parking lot into Estero High School. I didn't know until recently however, how true and dreadful that statement would become. I spent 12 years of my life going to school every day. Often times I ask myself if the education that I received was even really worthwhile. I mean, 12 years of school, and all I have to show for it is that one powerful piece of paper known as a high school diploma. Is the diploma the only thing I have to show for 12 years of school? The education I received was insufficient to prepare me for the standardized tests given to high school students across the nation. Preparation for higher education is deficient; mandatory information about college is not given to students. For most of the teenagers entering colleges in the U.S. today, they find out the hard way that they didn't get the education they rightfully deserved after 4 years of hard work in high school. High schools in America today are providing students with poor and insufficient educations and as a result, students that try to further their education in college are rendered helpless when they do not have the knowledge and skills required of them. A recent study, taken in 2001 by researchers at the Council for Aid to Education, says that more than 50% of students entering a 4 year college will not leave with a degree (Associated Press). Wes Habley, the director of ACT's office of educational practices says that this is percentage should have been expected. "It's the lowest it's been and it's been going down by increments," says Habley on the percentage of college students that actually graduate (Associated Press). Although the facts are there, that half of students that enter college don't succeed, there is still little being done to push for reform and improve public high schools throughout the country. According to John MacBeath educators once saw educational reform as cyclical. Every ten years or so one could expect a public outburst followed by frantic efforts to mend a broken system. However, in the last twenty years or so there seems to have been a perpetual reform. Looking to the past it seems as though the curriculum has become somewhat diluted. Schools used to offer many electives, but now offer much fewer. There are even some electives that are required to graduate in some states, such as a foreign language. Schools have now even watered down the curriculum hoping to keep students, which obviously only compounds the problem of insufficient education in today's public schools. (MacBeath and Mortimore 12). Curriculum now resembles a lawn sprinkler covering a lot of area yet having very little force. There are numerous factors that influence the curriculum taught within schools, most of which are decided by the school board of the county the school is located. In every state there are requirements on what classes a high school student must take in order to graduate. Throughout most of the nation, the core curriculum, or curriculum required to graduate from high school consists of 4 years of english, 3 years of math, 3 years of science, and 3 years of social studies. Of all the students that receive this core curriculum, only 15 percent score better than an 1100 on their SAT's, while nearly half score below an 800 (Horn et al. 10). Students in the U.S. are no longer adequately educated to pass the standardized tests that determine whether or not they will even be able to go to college. Low standardized test scores is just one ingredient of the problem that needs to be fixed. For many students the concept of completing high school and moving on to a 4 year college just doesn't sound very appealing. This leads many students to drop out before they even graduate from high school. According to a study in Monitoring the Future: questionnaire responses from the nation's high school seniors roughly 58 percent of high school seniors had no desire to even graduate from a two year college program (Bachman et al. 25). A person with a college degree is said to make a million dollars more throughout their lifetime than a high school graduate will make. However, some youths do not feel it is necessary to go to college; rather they go straight into the work force or choose to do something else with their life. Out of a population of approximately 26 million 18 to 24 year olds, about nine million (roughly one third) decided to attend college. So what happens to the students that do make it past high school and into a 4 year university? According to a study by the National Center for Education Statistics, after their first year at a university level, a student that received only the core curriculum that was required of them, maintained an average GPA of 2.53 (Horn et al. 16). The economic level of the high schools that educated students using the basic core curriculum was normally a lot lower than high schools that provided rigorous curriculum. Students that do beat the odds and advance into colleges from these inferior high schools are more than likely going to need scholarships in order to cover the financial expenditures that college brings with it. This presents a problem because almost any scholarship available requires the student to maintain a steady 3.0 GPA. Most students that come from these high schools that only taught a core curriculum find it nearly impossible to maintain a 3.0 GPA. This is in all probability one of the main reasons the percentage of freshmen that will actually graduate from college has now fallen below 50 percent. So it is now a seemingly never-ending cycle that is getting worse and worse every year. Public high schools throughout the U.S. are becoming more concerned with the number of students enrolled at their school than they are concerned with the curriculum they teach, depriving students that spend 4 years of their life going to school of the education they rightfully deserve. How long will this problem go unnoticed before somebody takes stand? It is clearly getting worse every year. So what is it going to take for the United States government to finally do something productive amongst public schools and require a little more demanding curriculum? It is unmistakable that high schools today have insufficiently prepared students for the real world. So I ask you, how much longer will it take for somebody to finally step up and do something about this seemingly never-ending cycle of depriving students the educations that they technically deserve?

"Your future begins here." This was the saying painted on the wall I passed every day for four enduring years of my life, as I made the walk from the parking lot into Ester High School. I didn't know until recently however, how true and dreadful that statement would become. I spent 12 years of my life going to school every day. Often times I ask myself if the education that I received was even really worthwhile. I mean, 12 years of school, and all I have to show for it is that one powerful piece of paper known as a high school diploma. Is the diploma the only thing I have to show for 12 years of school? The education I received was insufficient to prepare me for the standardized tests given to high school students across the nation. Preparation for higher education is deficient; mandatory information about college is not given to students. For most of the teenagers entering colleges in the U.S. today, they find out the hard way that they didn't get the education they rightfully deserved after 4 years of hard work in high school. High schools in America today are providing students with poor and insufficient educations and as a result, students that try to further their education in college are rendered helpless when they do not have the knowledge and skills required of them. A recent study, taken in 2001 by researchers at the Council for Aid to Education, says that more than 50% of students entering a 4-year college will not leave with a degree (Associated Press). Was Harley, the director of ACT's office of educational practices says that this is percentage should have been expected. "It's the lowest it's been, and it's been going down by increments," says Harley on the percentage of college students that actually graduate (Associated Press). Although the facts are there, that half of students that enter college don't succeed, there is still little being done to push for reform and improve public high schools throughout the country. According to John Macbeth educators once saw educational reform as cyclical. Every ten years or so one could expect a public outburst followed by frantic efforts to mend a broken system. However, in the last twenty years or so there seems to have been a perpetual reform. Looking to the past it seems as though the curriculum has become somewhat diluted. Schools used to offer many electives, but now offer much fewer. There are even some electives that are required to graduate in some states, such as a foreign language. Schools have now even watered down the curriculum hoping to keep students, which obviously only compounds the problem of insufficient education in today's public schools. (Macbeth and Mortimer 12). Curriculum now resembles a lawn sprinkler covering a lot of area yet having very little force. There are numerous factors that influence the curriculum taught within schools, most of which are decided by the school board of the county the school is located. In every state there are requirements on what classes a high school student must take in order to graduate. Throughout most of the nation, the core curriculum, or curriculum required to graduate from high school consists of 4 years of English, 3 years of math, 3 years of science, and 3 years of social studies. Of all the students that receive this core curriculum, only 15 percent score better than an 1100 on their SAT's, while nearly half score below an 800 (Horn et al. 10). Students in the U.S. are no longer adequately educated to pass the standardized tests that determine whether they will even be able to go to college. Low standardized test scores is just one ingredient of the problem that needs to be fixed. For many students the concept of completing high school and moving on to a 4-year college just doesn't sound very appealing. This leads many students to drop out before they even graduate from high school. According to a study in Monitoring the Future: questionnaire responses from the nation's high school seniors roughly 58 percent of high school seniors had no desire to even graduate from a two-year college program (Bach man et al. 25). A person with a college degree is said to make a million dollars more throughout their lifetime than a high school graduate will make. However, some youths do not feel it is necessary to go to college; rather they go straight into the work force or choose to do something else with their life. Out of a population of approximately 26 million 18 to 24-year-olds, about nine million (roughly one third) decided to attend college. So what happens to the students that do make it past high school and into a 4-year university? According to a study by the National Center for Education Statistics, after their first year at a university level, a student that received only the core curriculum that was required of them, maintained an average GPA of 2.53 (Horn et al. 16). The economic level of the high schools that educated students using the basic core curriculum was normally a lot lower than high schools that provided rigorous curriculum. Students that do beat the odds and advance into colleges from these inferior high schools are more than likely going to need scholarships in order to cover the financial expenditures that college brings with it. This presents a problem because almost any scholarship available requires the student to maintain a steady 3.0 GPA. Most students that come from these high schools that only taught a core curriculum find it nearly impossible to maintain a 3.0 GPA. This is in all probability one of the main reasons the percentage of freshmen that will actually graduate from college has now fallen below 50 percent. So it is now a seemingly never-ending cycle that is getting worse and worse every year. Public high schools throughout the U.S. are becoming more concerned with the number of students enrolled at their school than they are concerned with the curriculum they teach, depriving students that spend 4 years of their life going to school of the education they rightfully deserve. How long will this problem go unnoticed before somebody takes stand? It is clearly getting worse every year. So what is it going to take for the United States government to finally do something productive amongst public schools and require a little more demanding curriculum? It is unmistakable that high schools today have insufficiently prepared students for the real world. So I ask you, how much longer will it take for somebody to finally step up and do something about this seemingly never-ending cycle of depriving students the educations that they technically deserve?

Simon Chu11-06-1987Personal Statement Simon Chu11-06-1987Personal Statement Is there anything you would like us to know about you or your academic record that you have not had the opportunity to describe elsewhere in this application? Great Opportunities are some things that don't come very often. When I was growing up in Oakland, California, with my younger brother only to support me in school, my life was hellish. Burglaries, rape, and murder were common things in my neighborhood with 3 murders coming around a 3 block radius of where I lived. Gun shots and fire-crackers were common things to hear on the streets of Seminary Ave. All I could think of during that violent period was to get out as soon as possible as I feared extremely for the well-being of my life and my family. With firecrackers and gun shots coming left and right, I had a hard time studying. After seeing a group of men fleeing away from my house, which I later found out that it had been burglarized, I knew I had to get into college at all costs and someday stabilize my neighborhood. Living with fear in my neighborhood was an unfortunate circumstance and with my parents low salary it was impossible to gain a college education. College was my opportunity of a one-way ticket out of my bad neighborhood. My mother and father worked low-paying jobs only to support me into going to school. They came from a village in the province of Canton, China. During the communist era in China, my mother and father were lucky enough to attend school. Although they attended school, my father only passed the 4th grade and had to work on the farm to support his family. My mother was lucky enough to go through a few more grades then my father. She also had to quit school and work on the farm. I had trouble in math and English in high-school because neither of my parents was well educated in the fields of math and English. My parents still have limited English since they have been here for about 20 years. My mother and father immigrated to the United States in the 1980s. She told me stories about how $1 could buy a week full of groceries because she didn't make much when she first immigrated. With that in mind, my mother told me to value everything that I had and to go to college in order to live a prosperous life. It became apparent that my parents didn't know how to do math when I showed them my 3rd grade homework which included multiplication and division problems. Since my younger brother was no help at all since he was in kindergarten, I had to rely on my own skills and had to read more than the other students to get the material. My first language was Chinese because my parents didn't speak English. I thought that I was proficient in English until I found out in middle school that I was stuck in an ESL, English as a Second Language, class. It was a hard task to break-away from my ESL class, but I accomplished this goal by reading a plethora of books. Every night, I would go over the materials that were learned the next day in order to learn what the teacher was lecturing about. College is a stepping-stone that I must accomplish in order to live a wealthy and happy life. Being accepted to a University of California will be one of the many great accomplishments I will ever fulfill. The University of California has a great number of colleges to attend and being a student will fulfill my dream. If I am accepted to a University of California, I will change the lives of people around the world

Simon Chu11-06-1987Personal Statement Simon Chu11-06-1987Personal Statement Is there anything you would like us to know about you or your academic record that you have not had the opportunity to describe elsewhere in this application? Great Opportunities are some things that don't come very often. When I was growing up in Oakland, California, with my younger brother only to support me in school, my life was hellish. Burglaries, rape, and murder were common things in my neighborhood with 3 murders coming around a 3 block radius of where I lived. Gun shots and fire-crackers were common things to hear on the streets of Seminary Ave. All I could think of during that violent period was to get out as soon as possible as I feared extremely for the well-being of my life and my family. With firecrackers and gun shots coming left and right, I had a hard time studying. After seeing a group of men fleeing away from my house, which I later found out that it had been burglarized, I knew I had to get into college at all costs and someday stabilize my neighborhood. Living with fear in my neighborhood was an unfortunate circumstance and with my parents low salary it was impossible to gain a college education. College was my opportunity of a one-way ticket out of my bad neighborhood. My mother and father worked low-paying jobs only to support me into going to school. They came from a village in the province of Canton, China. During the communist era in China, my mother and father were lucky enough to attend school. Although they attended school, my father only passed the 4th grade and had to work on the farm to support his family. My mother was lucky enough to go through a few more grades than my father. She also had to quit school and work on the farm. I had trouble in math and English in high-school because neither of my parents was well-educated in the fields of math and English. My parents still have limited English since they have been here for about 20 years. My mother and father immigrated to the United States in the 1980s. She told me stories about how $1 could buy a week full of groceries because she didn't make much when she first immigrated. With that in mind, my mother told me to value everything that I had and to go to college in order to live a prosperous life. It became apparent that my parents didn't know how to do math when I showed them my 3rd grade homework which included multiplication and division problems. Since my younger brother was no help at all since he was in kindergarten, I had to rely on my own skills and had to read more than the other students to get the material. My first language was Chinese because my parents didn't speak English. I thought that I was proficient in English until I found out in middle school that I was stuck in an ESL, English as a Second Language, class. It was a hard task to break-away from my ESL class, but I accomplished this goal by reading a plethora of books. Every night, I would go over the materials that were learned the next day in order to learn what the teacher was lecturing about. College is a stepping-stone that I must accomplish in order to live a wealthy and happy life. Being accepted to a University of California will be one of the many great accomplishments I will ever fulfill. The University of California has a great number of colleges to attend and being a student will fulfill my dream. If I am accepted to a University of California, I will change the lives of people around the world

Simon Chu11-06-1987Personal Statement College majors are one of the toughest decisions that students across the world make. Being an incoming junior, I have to choose diligently as the major I select will have a big impact on my life. Psychology is the major I intend to major in because my interest in this field grew due to my life experiences and my employment. When I started to work at Albertson's, a grocery store, I saw a need for reform. One day on a break from working, I saw a drunk who came into my store and started yelling. I realized he must have had a mental disorder and I never saw him again. This incident persuaded me that our society needed to be treated for disorders. When I entered the doors of my psychology class at Merritt College, Mr. Slaughter, psychology teacher, greeted me and welcomed me into his class. I began to get interested into subjects such as phobias and disorders. A disorder that made me admire psychology was Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. It was a disorder that was common in war veterans. Psychology has influenced me to be more accepting of mental patients and I hope to major in this field.

Simon Chu11-06-1987Personal Statement College majors are one of the toughest decisions that students across the world make. Being an incoming junior, I have to choose diligently as the major I select will have a big impact on my life. Psychology is the major I intend to major in because my interest in this field grew due to my life experiences and my employment. When I started to work at Albertson's, a grocery store, I saw a need for reform. One day on a break from working, I saw a drunk who came into my store and started yelling. I realized he must have had a mental disorder and I never saw him again. This incident persuaded me that our society needed to be treated for disorders. When I entered the doors of my psychology class at Merritt College, Mr. Slaughter, psychology teacher, greeted me and welcomed me into his class. I began to get interested into subjects such as phobias and disorders. A disorder that made me admire psychology was Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. It was a disorder that was common in war veterans. Psychology has influenced me to be more accepting of mental patients and I hope to major in this field.

Throughout my entire life I have felt self-compelled to do the best I can in all circumstances. Many times in elementary school I participated and excelled in spelling bees, math contests, and read-a-thons. When my junior high teachers asked me if I wanted to be moved up to a more challenging class in high school, my answer was always a resounding "yes!" I love the thrill of competing, but the thrill of succeeding is even better. That is why I enjoy participating in all of the rigorous AP classes and taking all of the AP tests our school has to offer-I have passed every one so far while enjoying the rigid and vast learning experience throughout my high school career. For the last several years, I have taken to business administration. The business management class offered at my high school is my favorite course out of all the classes I have taken in my high school career. It is an ROP program, so it helps prepare me for the real world, giving me the necessary skills I need in order to succeed as a business major.

Throughout my entire life I have felt self-compelled to do the best I can in all circumstances. Many times in elementary school I participated and excelled in spelling bees, math contests, and read-a-thons. When my junior high teachers asked me if I wanted to be moved up to a more challenging class in high school, my answer was always a resounding "yes!" I love the thrill of competing, but the thrill of succeeding is even better. That is why I enjoy participating in all the rigorous AP classes and taking all the AP tests our school has to offer-I have passed every one so far while enjoying the rigid and vast learning experience throughout my high school career. For the last several years, I have taken to business administration. The business management class offered at my high school is my favorite course out of all the classes I have taken in my high school career. It is an TOP program, so it helps prepare me for the real world, giving me the necessary skills I need in order to succeed as a business major.

UC ESSAY #3 Growing up in Belmont, San Francisco with two younger brothers, my life was perfect. Although I failed to appreciate and value my life, I was innocent and unaware of all the pain and suffering in the world, more closely, at home. I went to a catholic private school, Immaculate Heart of Mary, joined Girl Scouts as a Daisy, and was involved in gymnastics and ballet. We had the warmth of family friends all around us in the perfect community; resembling the perfect life. Oblivious to my family's financial problems, I refused to move to another city, especially one that was on the other side of home, Hong Kong. Within a year and a half, my family moved to Shanghai for the same reason. Over the course of those years, I have learned a lot mentally and socially. The cities for one were similar in the way that it was urban and cosmopolitan. But the languages spoken were not the same and so were the lifestyles of locals. I have learned much from living in both cities, learning to communicate with people, navigating my path to the destination, assimilating myself culturally into the various societies present. The experience in itself was a lesson for me to connect myself with my own ethnic background. In the three years in Asia, I attended four different international schools, which was personally very dissimilar from a small private school in the states. As I was socially more exposed to activities such as camp outs, sewing classes, clay-modeling, and such from getting an international schooling education, I was eager to make the same kind of friends that I made back at home. I felt that all the people I grew up with as children had disappeared from my life. I missed my friends and family. So I decided to continue with Girl Scouts and ballet classes like I had done in San Francisco. But whenever I began to "settle" with new groups of friends, it was always time to move again from city to city, school to school. Through many indescribable emotional pains of unsteadiness and uncertainty through these years, I have always unconsciously placed my social life as a first priority. Most of my attention throughout my high school career was spent on extra-curricular activities than on academics. This was partly because of my need for sociality. However, my junior year was deeply impacted by the increasing number of on-going activities. Taking AP English was a challenge for me. Not only is it my first honors English class ever, but it is also an advanced college course. I worked hard to improve my grade throughout both semesters. I discovered an academic weakness during my junior year when I decided to take the science course, Physics CP. Although it is a regular course, my intelligence is incomparable to its standards of concept and work. After many attempts of trying in after school and out of school workshop and tutoring, Physics is just an impossible course for me. Most of my time was invested into C-HIGH TV productions, resulting in my staying after school for hours ranging from 6 to 8:30 pm at night, and other activities I had outside of school. This accumulation of time, I regret, was not spent on the proper priority, thus, as an example of this lack of time, AP US History, carried a failing grade.

UC ESSAY #3 Growing up in Belmont, San Francisco with two younger brothers, my life was perfect. Although I failed to appreciate and value my life, I was innocent and unaware of all the pain and suffering in the world, more closely, at home. I went to a catholic private school, Immaculate Heart of Mary, joined Girl Scouts as a Daisy, and was involved in gymnastics and ballet. We had the warmth of family friends all around us in the perfect community; resembling the perfect life. Oblivious to my family's financial problems, I refused to move to another city, especially one that was on the other side of home, Hong Kong. Within a year and a half, my family moved to Shanghai for the same reason. Over the course of those years, I have learned a lot mentally and socially. The cities for one were similar in the way that it was urban and cosmopolitan. But the languages spoken were not the same and so were the lifestyles of locals. I have learned much from living in both cities, learning to communicate with people, navigating my path to the destination, assimilating myself culturally into the various societies present. The experience in itself was a lesson for me to connect myself with my own ethnic background. In the three years in Asia, I attended four different international schools, which was personally very dissimilar from a small private school in the states. As I was socially more exposed to activities such as camp outs, sewing classes, clay-modeling, and such from getting an international schooling education, I was eager to make the same kind of friends that I made back at home. I felt that all the people I grew up with as children had disappeared from my life. I missed my friends and family. So I decided to continue with Girl Scouts and ballet classes like I had done in San Francisco. But whenever I began to "settle" with new groups of friends, it was always time to move again from city to city, school to school. Through many indescribable emotional pains of unsteadiness and uncertainty through these years, I have always unconsciously placed my social life as a first priority. Most of my attention throughout my high school career was spent on extracurricular activities than on academics. This was partly because of my need for socialite. However, my junior year was deeply impacted by the increasing number of ongoing activities. Taking AP English was a challenge for me. Not only is it my first honors English class ever, but it is also an advanced college course. I worked hard to improve my grade throughout both semesters. I discovered an academic weakness during my junior year when I decided to take the science course, Physics CP. Although it is a regular course, my intelligence is incomparable to its standards of concept and work. After many attempts of trying in after school and out of school workshop and tutoring, Physics is just an impossible course for me. Most of my time was invested into C-HIGH TV productions, resulting in my staying after school for hours ranging from 6 to 8:30 pm, and other activities I had outside of school. This accumulation of time, I regret, was not spent on the proper priority, thus, as an example of this lack of time, AP US History, carried a failing grade.

Please attach a personal statement explaining your reasons for seeking admission to Montclair State University, including what you believe are your academic strengths and interests. Be certain to explain any situations that may have had an impact, either positively or negatively, on your academic record. Please list significant activities in which you have participated, both in school and out of school I just need something other then I am a good student,don't get into trouble and have been on the honor roll all four years.Outside of school I snowboard but don,t do much with the school.I assisted at CCD classes for the past four years.(only because I knew I might need something to put down in he future)I scored well on the sats ,but they will already know that from my transcripts.I do like math ,but I am unsure of a business degree or a engineering one

Please attach a personal statement explaining your reasons for seeking admission to Montclair State University, including what you believe are your academic strengths and interests. Be certain to explain any situations that may have had an impact, either positively or negatively, on your academic record. Please list significant activities in which you have participated, both in school and out of school I just need something other than I am a good student, don't get into trouble and have been on the honor roll all four years. Outside of school I snowboard but don't do much with the school. I assisted at CCD classes for the past four years.(only because I knew I might need something to put down in the future)I scored well on the SATs, but they will already know that from my transcripts. I do like math, but I am unsure of a business degree or an engineering one

He was looking into my eyes, kindly saying, "Right now, it looks like you'll be on JV. But if you tighten up your long kicks and improve your stamina I might bump you up to Varsity." I nodded, attempting to control of my face. *Don't grimace, smile.* I said, "Ok." As I returned to the field, the word "might" rang in my ears. *I'm a senior. I should be on Varsity.* Embarrassed, I smiled ruefully when I turned to my friends and shrugged, "I made JV," like I didn't care. How could this be? How could I, Veronica, who had just joined the clubs Green Team and Amnesty International, despite even my closest friends' derision, feel ashamed? How could I, who just the other day opted to miss the party of the year to write this very essay, care if others thought me uncool? Then I was passed the ball, and I my insecurities were replaced with my signature searing calf cramps and exhilaration when I made a solid pass. Panting, I remembered why I play soccer, why I stay up on current events, and why I do well in school: for the love of the game. P.S.: I was planning to italicize the words in between the *...but should I?Any opinions are welcome. But if you can I have a few specific concerns:Can you tell what personal quality I'm trying to illustrate? (I'm trying to show that I'm unconcerned as to what is "cool" and that everything I do is because I genuinely enjoy it.) Can I even "contribute" those qualities?Are my paragraph spilts ok?Is it clear my coach is talking to me?Is it clear that I'm even playing soccer?Thank you so much. Sorry I have so many questions, I'm just really stressed. :)

He was looking into my eyes, kindly saying, "Right now, it looks like you'll be on JV. But if you tighten up your long kicks and improve your stamina I might bump you up to Varsity." I nodded, attempting to control of my face. *Don't grimace, smile.* I said, "Ok." As I returned to the field, the word "might" rang in my ears. *I'm a senior. I should be on Varsity.* Embarrassed, I smiled ruefully when I turned to my friends and shrugged, "I made JV," like I didn't care. How could this be? How could I, Veronica, who had just joined the clubs Green Team and Amnesty International, despite even my closest friends' derision, feel ashamed? How could I, who just the other day opted to miss the party of the year to write this very essay, care if others thought me uncool? Then I was passed the ball, and I my insecurities were replaced with my signature searing calf cramps and exhilaration when I made a solid pass. Panting, I remembered why I play soccer, why I stay up on current events, and why I do well in school: for the love of the game. P.S.: I was planning to italicize the words in between the *...but should I? Any opinions are welcome. But if you can,, I have a few specific concerns:Can you tell what personal quality I'm trying to illustrate? (I'm trying to show that I'm unconcerned as to what is "cool" and that everything I do is because I genuinely enjoy it.) Can I even "contribute" those qualities? Are my paragraph splits ok? Is it clear my coach is talking to me? Is it clear that I'm even playing soccer? Thank you so much. Sorry I have so many questions, I'm just really stressed. :)

Taking courses at College of San Mateo over the summer has not only taught me the basics of the business world and the uses of calculus in a real life situation; but has also inspired me to pursue a career in the business field. This exemplifies my drive to take advantage of the educational opportunities that have been presented to me. Because I was able to utilize the knowledge and skills from several different subject areas I successfully passed two college-level courses while still in high school. The initiative in it self to take college classes while still in high school not to mention over the summer, shows my determination and dedication to not only advance my own education but also to prepare me for college. The experience would also give me enough insight into the possible educational paths to finally decide that business would be the choice of study that I would want to pursue in college. That summer was more then just an educational experience. It was an experience that would demonstrate what I've learned thus far, how much I've taken advantage of my opportunities that have prepared me for college, and that I'm ready for college itself. Looking back over my grades, it becomes apparent that my academic performance thus far has been slightly lacking. My most notable weaknesses are in the math, science, and foreign language subjects. Despite the fact that I've received unsatisfactory grades in those subjects, I still continue to work hard in order to compensate for my mistakes. I express my willingness and aspiration to makeup for my grades by going beyond the required course work for both high school graduation and UC admission in several subject areas including those where I struggle the most. Furthermore, my academic history not only reveals my weaknesses in particular subjects but also my perseverance when it comes to challenging myself. Since my freshman year, I have taken a variety of challenging classes and although I do not perform well in all of them, I still pass the majority with exemplary grades. I continue to take harder courses every year. I have even taken college level courses at College of San Mateo. This habit of challenging myself shows that I am a motivated person who is eager to learn and press forward even though there are a few grades that would seem to suggest otherwise.

Taking courses at College of San Mateo over the summer has not only taught me the basics of the business world and the uses of calculus in a real life situation; but has also inspired me to pursue a career in the business field. This exemplifies my drive to take advantage of the educational opportunities that have been presented to me. Because I was able to utilize the knowledge and skills from several subject areas I successfully passed two college-level courses while still in high school. The initiative in itself to take college classes while still in high school not to mention over the summer, shows my determination and dedication to not only advance my own education but also to prepare me for college. The experience would also give me enough insight into the possible educational paths to finally decide that business would be the choice of study that I would want to pursue in college. That summer was more than just an educational experience. It was an experience that would demonstrate what I've learned thus far, how much I've taken advantage of my opportunities that have prepared me for college, and that I'm ready for college itself. Looking back over my grades, it becomes apparent that my academic performance thus far has been slightly lacking. My most notable weaknesses are in the math, science, and foreign language subjects. Despite the fact that I've received unsatisfactory grades in those subjects, I still continue to work hard in order to compensate for my mistakes. I express my willingness and aspiration to makeup for my grades by going beyond the required course work for both high school graduation and UC admission in several subject areas including those where I struggle the most. Furthermore, my academic history not only reveals my weaknesses in particular subjects but also my perseverance when it comes to challenging myself. Since my freshman year, I have taken a variety of challenging classes, and although I do not perform well in all of them, I still pass the majority with exemplary grades. I continue to take harder courses every year. I have even taken college level courses at College of San Mateo. This habit of challenging myself shows that I am a motivated person who is eager to learn and press forward even though there are a few grades that would seem to suggest otherwise.

The University of California has a long history of students who have a plethora of talents, experiences, contributions, and personal qualities that supplies the colleges with a well-rounded student body. As a child, I always wondered about the future and about my talents. Characteristics of a jock were something I didn't seem to have. One day when I was watching a science television show, I began to be fascinated at how certain liquids would produce devastating solutions. Science is a big part of my life and still continues to be today. Every year, there was a requirement to take a new science. This requirement was the greatest accomplishment the California Education System has ever achieved. Chemistry was the subject that fascinated me the most. Dr. Brown, a chemistry teacher, was the greatest influence of my entire education. He worked with me as much as he could in order to satisfy my hunger for science. Every exam that I took, it would pleasure me because I loved chemistry dearly. Formulas, liquids, matter were parts of chemistry that enchanted me extremely. Chemistry is an interest that I hope I will master and I will bring that excitement to the University of California.

The University of California has a long history of students who have a plethora of talents, experiences, contributions, and personal qualities that supplies the colleges with a well-rounded student body. As a child, I always wondered about the future and about my talents. Characteristics of a jock were something I didn't seem to have. One day when I was watching a science television show, I began to be fascinated at how certain liquids would produce devastating solutions. Science is a big part of my life and still continues to be today. Every year, there was a requirement to take a new science. This requirement was the greatest accomplishment the California Education System has ever achieved. Chemistry was the subject that fascinated me the most. Dr. Brown, a chemistry teacher, was the greatest influence of my entire education. He worked with me as much as he could in order to satisfy my hunger for science. Every exam that I took, it would pleasure me because I loved chemistry dearly. Formulas, liquids, matter were parts of chemistry that enchanted me extremely. Chemistry is an interest that I hope I will master, and I will bring that excitement to the University of California.

Music has been with me all my life ever since I was 5, and still is a big part of my life. When I was 5, I was introduced to a great machine that consisted of 88 black and white rectangular blocks. At first my small growing hands could barely cover two of those huge white blocks. Now, I can cover more than 10 keys on each hand. Playing the piano for 10 years has helped me to expand to other instruments like the flute, drums, the turn tables and now in high school I am a section leader of the marimba, xylophone, and vibraphone section. Freshman year of high school I was introduced to a xylophone, a bigger version of the piano except hitting the keys with mallets instead of fingers. Throughout the years, I had gained experience with professionals teaching me, and also gained leadership of teaching students. From my marching season, my section has won the highest award called sweepstakes a couple times. In the second semester I intend to compete with other marimba soloists that have the same passion as I do. Music has been helpful for me in all ways for competitiveness, stress relief, and a great way to expand the wonders of the mind.

Music has been with me all my life ever since I was 5, and still is a big part of my life. When I was 5, I was introduced to a great machine that consisted of 88 black and white rectangular blocks. At first my small growing hands could barely cover two of those huge white blocks. Now, I can cover more than 10 keys on each hand. Playing the piano for 10 years has helped me to expand to other instruments like the flute, drums, the turn tables and now in high school I am a section leader of the marimba, xylophone, and vibraphone section. Freshman year of high school I was introduced to a xylophone, a bigger version of the piano except hitting the keys with mallets instead of fingers. Throughout the years, I had gained experience with professionals teaching me, and also gained leadership of teaching students. From my marching season, my section has won the highest award called sweepstakes a couple of times. In the second semester I intend to compete with other marimba soloists that have the same passion as I do. Music has been helpful for me in all ways for competitiveness, stress relief, and a great way to expand the wonders of the mind.

----- Throughout my junior year, I had come upon a force that I could not understand. I felt I had stepped on wet cement that dried very quickly and couldn't get out. These struggles ranged from academics, sports, and my family. Junior year was the hardest to reach that level of greatness in class and at home. I had that constant scolding of, "Your not going to make into college at this rate!" and also the competition with my peers. I was too overwhelmed by everything and I was burnt out by the end of first semester. That same month my grandfather was diagnosed with cancer that was so rare that even the blood tests were inconsistent. Tennis season came along and I was expected to make Varsity. In tryouts, there was a ladder system where whoever did not reach up to a certain level, they would not make Varsity. I passed that level by defeating 3 players that were from varsity the year before; however the coach believed I should have stayed on JV. Through all this I gained 2 silver linings that I now apply to everyday of my life: The best is all you need and "Past is past."

----- Throughout my junior year, I had come upon a force that I could not understand. I felt I had stepped on wet cement that dried very quickly and couldn't get out. These struggles ranged from academics, sports, and my family. Junior year was the hardest to reach that level of greatness in class and at home. I had that constant scolding of, "You're not going to make into college at this rate!" and also the competition with my peers. I was too overwhelmed by everything, and I was burnt out by the end of first semester. That same month my grandfather was diagnosed with cancer that was so rare that even the blood tests were inconsistent. Tennis season came along, and I was expected to make Varsity. In tryouts, there was a ladder system where whoever did not reach up to a certain level, they would not make Varsity. I passed that level by defeating 3 players that were from varsity the year before; however the coach believed I should have stayed on JV. Through all this I gained 2 silver linings that I now apply to every day of my life: The best is all you need and "Past is past."

Thank you so much! Question:Please choose one of the commitments that you listed above (activity, interest, or work experience) and provide a short description of its importance to you. Include why that commitment could be relevant to your student experience in college. I was glad that I had an opportunity to be an interpreter in a Howard County event. I feel lucky that I can speak two different languages ---- Chinese and English. Living in China for a long time made me familiar with Chinese culture. After studying in America for one year, eventually I am able to adapt to the new culture, too. Therefore, I can bring this advantage to Penn State, since schools now have become more and more multicultural. Many students from other countries may face hardship in adjusting to the new environment when they first come here, so I can be of assistance to them. At the same time, I can spread the idea of ___________ (I just want to find a word that can describe communicate, or contact with people from different culture) to the Penn State community, and make it not only a university, but also a world village.

Thank you so much! Question:Please choose one of the commitments that you listed above (activity, interest, or work experience) and provide a short description of its importance to you. Include why that commitment could be relevant to your student experience in college. I was glad that I had an opportunity to be an interpreter in a Howard County event. I feel lucky that I can speak two different languages ---- Chinese and English. Living in China for a long time made me familiar with Chinese culture. After studying in America for one year, eventually I am able to adapt to the new culture, too. Therefore, I can bring this advantage to Penn State, since schools now have become more and more multicultural. Many students from other countries may face hardship in adjusting to the new environment when they first come here, so I can be of assistance to them. At the same time, I can spread the idea of ___________ (I just want to find a word that can describe communicate, or contact with people from different culture) to the Penn State community, and make it not only a university, but also a world village.

Although all my life I have felt that my vocation is to help others, two years ago I doubted of being capable of making a difference in this world. When I went to do community service in "Toberin", one of the poorest neighborhoods in Bogotï (Colombia), I realized poverty was not only what I saw in the News that I watched every night after dinner and before going to bed, but it also meant that there were people in this world with no dinner, no bed and no love. I studied in a private school in Colombia that offered a volunteering program to go to a poor neighborhood, specially conformed of "Campesinos" (farmers) displaced from violence in the rural areas of the country, and our mission was to play with the kids in the neighborhood and bring a smile back to their faces in the middle of their conflict. The first day, when we got to the neighborhood, our group had to walk a steep mountain for almost an hour, because there are no roads in that area of the city. After we got to the place, all you could see were little shelters made of cardboard and plastic, which made you wonder if a person could live in those conditions. Seeing such a sad reality made me doubt if helping one person or maybe two in this world will really make a difference, and I started questioning myself if I really wanted to dedicate my life in helping others. Each person in our group had three kids in charge and mine were three little sisters called Daniela, Maria, and Ana. For a month, every Saturday I visited my girls, and after time they became part of my heart. Our days were spent playing, telling stories and dreaming of a world were no weapons or "bad people" existed. Inside my heart I felt powerless, because although I withdrew these girls from their reality, life wouldn't change for them. But I decided to make a difference. Ana who was thirteen years old, worked on the streets selling candy and asking for money to support her family. I started teaching her math and reading and, although she did not learned that much with me; she got interested for her studies. After the program ended, I stopped talking to the girls, but one day after having my dinner and before going to bed, I turned the news on and what I saw completely amazed me: It was Ana. The news made a documentary about her life and how she now became the "teacher" of the neighborhood. She used her own room to bring the kids and teach them how to read. I realized that, although I am not the biggest superheroe in the world, it is possible to make a difference and still being a normal person. After this experience, I learned that one can really shape the life of others and that step by step, one goes far.

Although all my life I have felt that my vocation is to help others, two years ago I doubted of being capable of making a difference in this world. When I went to do community service in "Towering", one of the poorest neighborhoods in Bogota (Colombia), I realized poverty was not only what I saw in the News that I watched every night after dinner and before going to bed, but it also meant that there were people in this world with no dinner, no bed and no love. I studied in a private school in Colombia that offered a volunteering program to go to a poor neighborhood, specially conformed of "Campsites" (farmers) displaced from violence in the rural areas of the country, and our mission was to play with the kids in the neighborhood and bring a smile back to their faces in the middle of their conflict. The first day, when we got to the neighborhood, our group had to walk a steep mountain for almost an hour, because there are no roads in that area of the city. After we got to the place, all you could see were little shelters made of cardboard and plastic, which made you wonder if a person could live in those conditions. Seeing such a sad reality made me doubt if helping one person or maybe two in this world will really make a difference, and I started questioning myself if I really wanted to dedicate my life in helping others. Each person in our group had three kids in charge and mine were three little sisters called Daniela, Maria, and Ana. For a month, every Saturday I visited my girls, and after time they became part of my heart. Our days were spent playing, telling stories and dreaming of a world were no weapons or "bad people" existed. Inside my heart I felt powerless, because although I withdrew these girls from their reality, life wouldn't change for them. But I decided to make a difference. Ana who was thirteen years old, worked on the streets selling candy and asking for money to support her family. I started teaching her math and reading and, although she did not learn that much with me; she got interested in her studies. After the program ended, I stopped talking to the girls, but one day after having my dinner and before going to bed, I turned the news on and what I saw completely amazed me: It was Ana. The news made a documentary about her life and how she now became the "teacher" of the neighborhood. She used her own room to bring the kids and teach them how to read. I realized that, although I am not the biggest superhero in the world, it is possible to make a difference and still being a normal person. After this experience, I learned that one can really shape the life of others and that step by step, one goes far.

After studying hour after hour for my AP biology midterm, I just could not memorize every detailed process of mitosis. In order to quell my frustration, I decided to "take a break" and started doodling dividing cells all over my notes. To my surprise, I realized that I could memorize terms more easily by drawing and seeing things visually ï this was when I discovered my strength: my right brain, or my creative side. I began thinking outside of the box rather than thinking formulaically, and found myself able to dig deeper into any subject by taking advantage of my imaginative side and picturing things in my mind. Although I have gained leadership opportunities with my artistic abilities, such as being the art editor for my school newspaper and being the head of the publicity commission, I have also discovered that I can incorporate my right brain to help me solve things in discrete subjects that aren't often correlated with art. For instance, I add innovation to projects by designing a comic instead of a typed-up synopsis of a poet's life. Even though my logical side faces obstacles with derivatives and integrals, my creative side helps me dive further into the subject by the tiny sketches in the margins of my lecture notes. (212 words) Prompt: How have you taken advantage of the educational opportunities you have had to prepare for college? At first, persuading my overprotective and stubborn parents to let me travel to New York City for a journalism workshop by myself was a difficult task. After much persistence, my parents finally agreed to send me to Columbia University to pursue something I have a passion for and something I truly love. The weeklong program not only taught me strategic skills of journalism and quality writing, but also the true reality of college life and responsibility. The different atmosphere required me to turn in papers on short deadlines, wake up early to make it to my classes on time, and survive in a foreign environment. One time, while my friends were relaxing, they invited me to visit Times Square. I disappointingly declined, remembering that I had an article due in a tight deadline. Instead, without regrets and avoiding the temptations of going out, I took advantage of the libraries on campus to gather extra information for my article on an opinion piece to further justify my point of view. In the end, it was the extra preparation and resourcefulness that helped me write a rewarding article and take advantage of the opportunities presented to me, and making the most of the trip. (197 words)

After studying hour after hour for my AP biology midterm, I just could not memorize every detailed process of mitosis. In order to quell my frustration, I decided to "take a break" and started doodling dividing cells all over my notes. To my surprise, I realized that I could memorize terms more easily by drawing and seeing things visually ï this was when I discovered my strength: my right brain, or my creative side. I began thinking outside the box rather than thinking formulaically, and found myself able to dig deeper into any subject by taking advantage of my imaginative side and picturing things in my mind. Although I have gained leadership opportunities with my artistic abilities, such as being the art editor for my school newspaper and being the head of the publicity commission, I have also discovered that I can incorporate my right brain to help me solve things in discrete subjects that aren't often correlated with art. For instance, I add innovation to projects by designing a comic instead of a typed-up synopsis of a poet's life. Even though my logical side faces obstacles with derivatives and integrals, my creative side helps me dive further into the subject by the tiny sketches in the margins of my lecture notes. (212 words) Prompt: How have you taken advantage of the educational opportunities you have had to prepare for college? At first, persuading my overprotective and stubborn parents to let me travel to New York City for a journalism workshop by myself was a difficult task. After much persistence, my parents finally agreed to send me to Columbia University to pursue something I have a passion for and something I truly love. The weeklong program not only taught me strategic skills of journalism and quality writing, but also the true reality of college life and responsibility. The different atmosphere required me to turn in papers on short deadlines, wake up early to make it to my classes on time, and survive in a foreign environment. One time, while my friends were relaxing, they invited me to visit Times Square. I disappointingly declined, remembering that I had an article due in a tight deadline. Instead, without regrets and avoiding the temptations of going out, I took advantage of the libraries on campus to gather extra information for my article on an opinion piece to further justify my point of view. In the end, it was the extra preparation and resourcefulness that helped me write a rewarding article and take advantage of the opportunities presented to me, and making the most of the trip. (197 words)

But I don't understand the request much!What is a expository essay?And As far as I understand, this request means that I can choose one of my essay, and simply I re-write it (still be right to the topic) in another length, is it right ? This is my expository essay that I have written it and I am sure that you will see a lot of improvements :)! Every morning, when I wake up, I often spend sometime in thinking about things. I enjoy feeling a powerful new day with the sunlight, with the light wind and with the pure sound of birds. Now when being a foreign student in a strange place, I have more things to worry about. But this habit has made me revitalized every morning and my mind is refreshed so that I always feel merry and optimistic. I am a sensitive girl but not a weak one. I worry about my family back in Vietnam. I think of my family, my close friends and my place where I was born and grew up. Heavy pressure in my new life cannot eliminate these holy from my head. I always keep the images of my loved people and my home country in my mind. I feel lucky because I have my happy family as well as my sweet childhood. I love my people who are dear to me. I often remind myself of when my parents cared for me, they were really my true friends. I miss my lovely sister so much! Every time I played with her, I liked to look into her innocent eyes which brought me comfort. I remember the summer holiday in my countryside. That the place is peaceful and I feel relaxed after the hard-working at school. On the other hand, the busy streets of Hanoi, where I lived and studied also makes a special impression on me. I never will forget the nice memories with my close friends, when we studied and played with each other. Apart from those times, when I was alone, I liked to walk on the streets, to hear daily stories of the Hanoians, to see gradual development of my city. Being far away from the those things that are dear to me makes me feel lonely. However, I always kept in my mind that I needed to come over the difficulties to make my ambition come true. I set my goals since I was in secondary school. I hoped to become a useful citizen who contributes to the growth of my country. I planned to study economics abroad. I understood that dreams were nice but hard. Therefore, I tried my best to study English hard as well as to read economics news everyday to prepare for the university entrance examination. Luckily, my dream came true. I was accepted into Nanyang Technological University to study Economics. However, there were still many new challenges to me when I first came to Singapore. Feeling sad and being without my loved ones, I could not concentrate on my study. Afterwards, I thought of the advice of my dad that I had to be strong. I have tried to stand on my own feet. It has been three months since I arrived in Singapore. Now I have not felt as strange as the first. I have many new friends, who are good to me. We help each other come over difficulties in both studies and daily matters. I like my new life here, because it brings me new discoveries and challenges, the new friends and my own independence. I often told my friends about Vietnam, especially Hanoi, when I have free time. Although Vietnam is poor, I still love it much. I feel proud when I tell them about the brave deaths of young Vietnamese soldiers for our country. I also enjoy hearing about the countries of my foreign friends, especially about their customs. I hope that I will be able to visit their countries on one day. Sometimes I stop everything and think of things in life. I wonder why many people find it difficult to look for their happiness. Happiness is something simple to me. I am happy just to chatter away with my friends. I can smile when I look out the window to face the bright sun and feel the warm breeze. When I close my eyes and think of my loved once, sadness is expelled in a wink. The thought of me going back to work in Vietnam, to devote my knowledge gained abroad to the growth of my country in the future inspires me. I am then, prepared to face any challenges that lie ahead. I have had a busy period to prepare for my final exam but still spend a part in writing !Hope you can see my effort! And you will feel acceptable my new essay :)And also, hope for your help :)Thanks and have a nice day!Ha.

But I don't understand the request much! What is an expository essay? And As far as I understand, this request means that I can choose one of my essay, and simply I re-write it (still be right to the topic) in another length, is it right ? This is my expository essay that I have written it, and I am sure that you will see a lot of improvements :)! Every morning, when I wake up, I often spend sometime in thinking about things. I enjoy feeling a powerful new day with the sunlight, with the light wind and with the pure sound of birds. Now when being a foreign student in a strange place, I have more things to worry about. But this habit has made me revitalized every morning and my mind is refreshed so that I always feel merry and optimistic. I am a sensitive girl but not a weak one. I worry about my family back in Vietnam. Furthermore, I think of my family, my close friends and my place where I was born and grew up. Heavy pressure in my new life cannot eliminate these holy from my head. I always keep the images of my loved people and my home country in my mind. I feel lucky because I have my happy family as well as my sweet childhood. Furthermore, I love my people who are dear to me. Furthermore, I often remind myself of when my parents cared for me, they were really my true friends. Furthermore, I miss my lovely sister so much! Every time I played with her, I liked to look into her innocent eyes which brought me comfort. I remember the summer holiday in my countryside. That the place is peaceful, and I feel relaxed after the hard-working at school. On the other hand, the busy streets of Hanoi, where I lived and studied also makes a special impression on me. I will never forget the nice memories with my close friends, when we studied and played with each other. Apart from those times, when I was alone, I liked to walk on the streets, to hear daily stories of the Hanoians, to see gradual development of my city. Being far away from the those things that are dear to me makes me feel lonely. However, I always kept in my mind that I needed to come over the difficulties to make my ambition come true. I set my goals since I was in secondary school. I hoped to become a useful citizen who contributes to the growth of my country. Furthermore, I planned to study economics abroad. Furthermore, I understood that dreams were nice but hard. Therefore, I tried my best to study English hard as well as to read economics news every day to prepare for the university entrance examination. Luckily, my dream came true. I was accepted into Nan yang Technological University to study Economics. However, there were still many new challenges to me when I first came to Singapore. Feeling sad and being without my loved ones, I could not concentrate on my study. Afterwards, I thought of the advice of my dad that I had to be strong. I have tried to stand on my own feet. It has been three months since I arrived in Singapore. Now I have not felt as strange as the first. I have many new friends, who are good to me. We help each other come over difficulties in both studies and daily matters. I like my new life here, because it brings me new discoveries and challenges, the new friends and my own independence. I often told my friends about Vietnam, especially Hanoi, when I have free time. Although Vietnam is poor, I still love it much. I feel proud when I tell them about the brave deaths of young Vietnamese soldiers for our country. I also enjoy hearing about the countries of my foreign friends, especially about their customs. Furthermore, I hope that I will be able to visit their countries on one day. Sometimes I stop everything and think of things in life. I wonder why many people find it difficult to look for their happiness. Happiness is something simple to me. I am happy just to chatter away with my friends. I can smile when I look out the window to face the bright sun and feel the warm breeze. When I close my eyes and think of my loved once, sadness is expelled in a wink. The thought of me going back to work in Vietnam, to devote my knowledge gained abroad to the growth of my country in the future inspires me. I am then, prepared to face any challenges that lie ahead. I have had a busy period to prepare for my final exam but still spend a part in writing ! Hope you can see my effort! And you will feel acceptable my new essay :)And also, hope for your help :)Thanks and have a nice day! Ha.

My few worries are: 1) Is it clear that the flashback in the first paragraph must have happened 60 yrs ago and not recently since Ah Keong is 77 now. 2) By strict instructions, I am supposed to revise my previous assignment but this new piece somehow feels more like a piece written from scratch rather than by revision. 3) The last para doesn't seem to be powerful enough. Any inputs? 4) Tenses! Even after 11 years of English education, I cant seem to write my tenses properly, esp for writings that deal with the past and present simultaneously. The BOOM was so familiar. Instinctively, Ah Keong fell to the ground and scrambled backward wildly, taking cover behind a door. ``BRAVO TEAM,'' he yelled to his ten year old daughter, Michelle, and her perplexed friends. ``6 o'clock, 300 meters, MOVE!'' Michelle? What the hell was his little girl doing in the war? He wondered. Then, he realized: This was not his army unit. This was not a battlefield in the Malayan jungles. This was his daughter's primary school, and the BOOM was only the sound of a book dropping. This was yet another flashback. This was post war trauma. Regardless of a former soldier's desire to re-associate himself with reality, the environmental manifestations, such as certain images and everyday sounds, always remind him of the past. Thousands of World War II veterans like Ah Keong struggled with psychological injuries that can surface in a supermarket checkout line or coffee shop. Even though it had been sixty years ago that an armistice was signed at Fort Canning Hill, ending World War II and bringing an uneasy peace to the ravaged peninsula of Singapore, the war still lives on in many war veterans. For Ah Keong and most former war participants, peace is a relative term. A physical peace has for the most part been achieved, but a psychological peace is not yet a part of their existence. Among the symptoms manifested by former soldiers are extreme nightmares, daily regular flashbacks of the traumatic events, uncontrollable aggressiveness, insecurity, difficulty in concentrating, depression and a sense of hopelessness about the future. These symptoms may eventually lead to alcohol or drugs abuse and in a worse case scenario, suicide. For Ah Keong, 77, the acute symptoms began within weeks of him returning home in October 1945. He barely slept, suffered excruciating migraines and was jumpy. He was often seen in his old army fatigues, constantly patrolling his neighbourhood, checking and rechecking locked doors and windows, scanning tree tops for camouflaged snipers. Otherwise, he would spend most of his time at home in a daze. He could not seem to muster interest in anything. He had received one thousand dollars in compensation for his war wounds, which had allowed him to avoid work for nearly a year. It was clear the impact World War II inflicted on him was especially dramatic; He could never return to his pre-war civilian life. Other than everyday sounds, certain images are also scorched deep inside of him: what was the few blackened remains of his dead buddy, Ah Jin. January 22, 1945, was the day when Ah Keong had an immediate and powerful initiation into the horrors and traumas of war, of which the experience was to burrow deep inside of him, firmly etching itself in his soul: Ah Keong and Ah Jin's unit was ambushed by the Japanese soldiers that very day. Ah Keong fortuitously escaped uninjured from an Japanese mortar shell which had landed just a few meters away. The explosion however blew Ah Jin 20 meters into the air, splitting him into pieces: one fiery lump of bone and a hundred chunks of charred flesh. Ah Keong was subsequently captured. As a prisoner-of-war of the Japanese army, Ah Keong endured eight months of hell. Deprived of the most basic human needs: food, water, shelter, sanitation, and medical care, how Ah Keong had managed to survive captivity and preserve his sanity was a mystery to himself. His food had consisted of miserable pieces of half burnt tapioca sprinkled with salt, and once a week some brownish broth with grass floating in it. He grew thin and weak. His ribs grew visible even though he had been a strapping young man when he enlisted. This is the tragedy of war, which not only the combatants pay with their lives, but risk suffering from long term post psychological trauma. For the most part, World War II had interrupted Ah Keong's life, crushed his dreams, and destroyed his life, and no armistice can remedy those ill. Till today, Ah Keong still struggles with all the what-ifs and frequently replays that ill-fated day. For Ah Keong and other former World War II participants, the war had exacted a heavy toll and the arduous road to recovery continues. (714 words)

My few worries are: 1) Is it clear that the flashback in the first paragraph must have happened 60 yrs ago and not recently since Ah Kong is 77 now. 2) By strict instructions, I am supposed to revise my previous assignment, but this new piece somehow feels more like a piece written from scratch rather than by revision. 3) The last para doesn't seem to be powerful enough. Any inputs? 4) Tenses! Even after 11 years of English education, I can't seem to write my tenses properly, esp for writings that deal with the past and present simultaneously. The BOOM was so familiar. Instinctively, Ah Kong fell to the ground and scrambled backward wildly, taking cover behind a door. ``BRAVO TEAM,'' he yelled to his ten-year-old daughter, Michelle, and her perplexed friends. ``6 o'clock, 300 meters, MOVE!'' Michelle? What the hell was his little girl doing in the war? He wondered. Then, he realized: This was not his army unit. This was not a battlefield in the Malayan jungles. This was his daughter's primary school, and the BOOM was only the sound of a book dropping. This was yet another flashback. This was post-war trauma. Regardless of a former soldier's desire to re-associate himself with reality, the environmental manifestations, such as certain images and everyday sounds, always remind him of the past. Thousands of World War II veterans like Ah Kong struggled with psychological injuries that can surface in a supermarket checkout line or coffee shop. Even though it had been sixty years ago that an armistice was signed at Fort Canning Hill, ending World War II and bringing an uneasy peace to the ravaged peninsula of Singapore, the war still lives on in many war veterans. For Ah Kong and most former war participants, peace is a relative term. A physical peace has for the most part been achieved, but a psychological peace is not yet a part of their existence. Among the symptoms manifested by former soldiers are extreme nightmares, daily regular flashbacks of the traumatic events, uncontrollable aggressiveness, insecurity, difficulty in concentrating, depression and a sense of hopelessness about the future. These symptoms may eventually lead to alcohol or drugs abuse and in a worse case scenario, suicide. For Ah Kong, 77, the acute symptoms began within weeks of him returning home in October 1945. He barely slept, suffered excruciating migraines and was jumpy. He was often seen in his old army fatigues, constantly patrolling his neighborhood, checking and rechecking locked doors and windows, scanning tree tops for camouflaged snipers. Otherwise, he would spend most of his time at home in a daze. He could not seem to muster interest in anything. He had received one thousand dollars in compensation for his war wounds, which had allowed him to avoid work for nearly a year. It was clear the impact World War II inflicted on him was especially dramatic; He could never return to his pre-war civilian life. Other than everyday sounds, certain images are also scorched deep inside him: what was the few blackened remains of his dead buddy, Ah Jin. January 22, 1945, was the day when Ah Kong had an immediate and powerful initiation into the horrors and traumas of war, of which the experience was to burrow deep inside him, firmly etching itself in his soul: Ah Kong and Ah Jin's unit was ambushed by the Japanese soldiers that very day. Ah, Kong fortuitously escaped uninjured from a Japanese mortar shell which had landed just a few meters away. The explosion however blew Ah Jin 20 meters into the air, splitting him into pieces: one fiery lump of bone and a hundred chunks of charred flesh. Ah, Kong was subsequently captured. As a prisoner-of-war of the Japanese army, Ah Kong endured eight months of hell. Deprived of the most basic human needs: food, water, shelter, sanitation, and medical care, how Ah Kong had managed to survive captivity and preserve his sanity was a mystery to himself. His food had consisted of miserable pieces of half burnt tapioca sprinkled with salt, and once a week some brownish broth with grass floating in it. He grew thin and weak. His ribs grew visible even though he had been a strapping young man when he enlisted. This is the tragedy of war, which not only the combatants pay with their lives, but risk suffering from long term post psychological trauma. For the most part, World War II had interrupted Ah Kong's life, crushed his dreams, and destroyed his life, and no armistice can remedy those ill. Till today, Ah Kong still struggles with all the what-ifs and frequently replays that ill-fated day. For Ah Kong and other former World War II participants, the war had exacted a heavy toll and the arduous road to recovery continues. (714 words)

At first I was not aware of what was happening to me. There was a powerful compelling force inside me, tearing me apart from the inside out. I continuously repeated the same daunting tasks over and over again until they felt right. My mind kept telling me, my hands were not clean and I lost count how many times a day I washed them. I felt like billions of germs were eating them away. Like an infant bird falling from its nest into a river full of piranhas, where the fish clean it to the bones in minutes. My hands got so dry that sometimes they would crack and bleed. Putting lotion on my hands only caused them to burn intensely; I wanted to tear off my skin. Tying my shoes before school seemed endless. The lace ends had to be perfectly lined up and equal, so I was constantly retying them until they were just right. Then my back would start to ache from having to lean over for so long. This process took up to half an hour, making me late for school. Walking became a constant battle; I had to count my steps and if I miscounted, I had to walk back to where I started and begin again. My numerous rituals delayed me getting to bed well past midnight, resulting in my missing four straight days of the third week of school. I wondered how something so terrible could happen to me. These repeated tasks had a draining effect on me psychologically and had started to take their toll. I was in a constant state of depression, I felt if had dug myself into a dark hole that could not go any deeper. My eyes were always dry and brittle from the constant uncontrollable crying. Because of all the time I spent focused on rituals, I was not meeting new students and making friends. I felt like an outcast to society and a burden on those I love. I even had thoughts of suicide, though I would never do it, the idea laid strongly in the back of my mind. I was constantly weak and sluggish I did not want to leave my bed, because I was afraid the urges inside of me, might drive me to the edge, of no return. My mother, recognizing the symptoms, immediately took me to a specialist in Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. I learned OCD episodes can start or be triggered by unbearable stress or by enormous changes. Also, I learned OCD could not be cured, but controlled. Slowly the therapist taught me how to tame the "demon" with the aid of Cognitive Therapy and medication. The sessions were intense and brutal; I could not watch my mother cry anymore, since she felt hopeless to help me. One of the most agonizing sessions, was learning to tie my shoes without the laces being perfect. Over and over again I tied and untied them until I could do it with little anxiety. The OCD also gave me obsessive slowness and perfectionism. Make-up and current school assignments were a slow struggle as my words had to be written and spaced neatly. My papers would end up with more scratch marks than words. It would take me hours to complete an assignment that should have only taken fifteen minutes. The demon had "wired me awake, And hit me with a hand of broken nails, You tied my lead and pulled my chain, To watch my blood begin to boil, But I'm gonna break, I'm gonna break my, I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run." Slowly, with the help of understanding teachers, determination, and self-control, I began to overcome most of my compulsions. By the end of middle school, the work was less strenuous and I did not regret waking up every morning. Throughout high school I could feel my improvement as each year went by. I did well my freshman year and even better my sophomore year. My junior year was the ultimate proof I was doing better, when I received an Academic Excellence Award. Today the "demon" still lies inside my head trying everyday to regain control. It will never fully go away, and I have learned to control it and realize that this no longer be one of my greatest adversaries. I have fought hard to overcome difficulties and to do my best in school. Even thought OCD has had many negative effects on me, it has made me stronger. Everyday setbacks do not seem to bother me as much. I know that I will continue to have control over the "demon."

At first, I was not aware of what was happening to me. There was a powerful compelling force inside me, tearing me apart from the inside out. I continuously repeated the same daunting tasks over and over again until they felt right. My mind kept telling me, my hands were not clean, and I lost count how many times a day I washed them. I felt like billions of germs were eating them away. Like an infant bird falling from its nest into a river full of piranhas, where the fish clean it to the bones in minutes. My hands got so dry that sometimes they would crack and bleed. Putting lotion on my hands only caused them to burn intensely; I wanted to tear off my skin. Tying my shoes before school seemed endless. The lace ends had to be perfectly lined up and equal, so I was constantly retying them until they were just right. Then my back would start to ache from having to lean over for so long. This process took up to half an hour, making me late for school. Walking became a constant battle; I had to count my steps and if I miscounted, I had to walk back to where I started and begin again. My numerous rituals delayed me getting to bed well past midnight, resulting in my missing four straight days of the third week of school. I wondered how something so terrible could happen to me. These repeated tasks had a draining effect on me psychologically and had started to take their toll. I was in a constant state of depression, I felt if had dug myself into a dark hole that could not go any deeper. My eyes were always dry and brittle from the constant uncontrollable crying. Because of all the time I spent focused on rituals, I was not meeting new students and making friends. I felt like an outcast to society and a burden on those I love. I even had thoughts of suicide, though I would never do it, the idea laid strongly in the back of my mind. Furthermore, I was constantly weak and sluggish I did not want to leave my bed, because I was afraid the urges inside me, might drive me to the edge, of no return. My mother, recognizing the symptoms, immediately took me to a specialist in Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. I learned OCD episodes can start or be triggered by unbearable stress or by enormous changes. Also, I learned OCD could not be cured, but controlled. Slowly the therapist taught me how to tame the "demon" with the aid of Cognitive Therapy and medication. The sessions were intense and brutal; I could not watch my mother cry anymore, since she felt hopeless to help me. One of the most agonizing sessions, was learning to tie my shoes without the laces being perfect. Over and over again I tied and untied them until I could do it with little anxiety. The OCD also gave me obsessive slowness and perfectionism. Make-up and current school assignments were a slow struggle as my words had to be written and spaced neatly. My papers would end up with more scratch marks than words. It would take me hours to complete an assignment that should have only taken fifteen minutes. The demon had "wired me awake, And hit me with a hand of broken nails, You tied my lead and pulled my chain, To watch my blood begin to boil, But I'm gonna break, I'm going to break my, I'm going to break my rusty cage and run." Slowly, with the help of understanding teachers, determination, and self-control, I began to overcome most of my compulsions. By the end of middle school, the work was less strenuous and I did not regret waking up every morning. Throughout high school I could feel my improvement as each year went by. I did well my freshman year and even better my sophomore year. My junior year was the ultimate proof I was doing better, when I received an Academic Excellence Award. Today the "demon" still lies inside my head trying every day to regain control. It will never fully go away, and I have learned to control it and realize that this no longer be one of my greatest adversaries. I have fought hard to overcome difficulties and to do my best in school. Even thought OCD has had many negative effects on me, it has made me stronger. Everyday setbacks do not seem to bother me as much. I know that I will continue to have control over the "demon."

So do you have suggestions how to start an essay for a college application? and please give me your opinions about the rest of the essay too. Thanks The essay: I revised my essay a little bit, I am putting the revised edition below the original. Do you think the changes are better for the essay? Many people need to travel far and wide for the education that is best for them. Luckily, this is not the case for me! Even though I love to travel, I am happy that the college with specific programs that are perfect for me is located about an hour away; in Bridgewater Massachusetts! Bridgewater State College offers a high standard of education that I know will prepare me for my adult working life, and lead me to my personal success. Of all my previous career interests and ideas, there is one that has always reoccurred in my brainstorming: commercial aviation. BSC can satisfy my hunger to learn about the field and is the key that can unlock not only my chances of achieving my career goals, but also leading a successful happy life. My extreme interest in aviation heavily influences my career interest: a commercial airline pilot. As many people believe, you can't succeed in aviation unless you have a strong passion for it. I have always loved to fly, and love aircraft themselves. I can't think of one time where I have not been excited to board an airliner, even for a 14 hour flight returning from a perfect vacation! Everything about flying appeals to my senses; the pressure sensation on my back as the aircraft barrels down the runway and lifts off, the jet engine spooling noises during takeoff, and even the distinctive jet fuel scent that fills the cabin when the turbofans are being started are just a few examples. I also love everything about an aircraft itself; the appearance, and instruments, controls and systems that successfully drive the aircraft increase my interest in airliners. All of these aspects about aviation further strengthen my desire to become a pilot. When watching aviation videos online, the sounds of the flight deck together with the sounds of the engines while the pilot lands the aircraft perfectly all combine together into one strong feeling of awe that takes over my mind. I really love everything about flying and airliners, and want to operate them for my career. My academic interests mostly involve everything about aviation, but there are other subjects that grasp my interest as well. Web, graphic, and 3D graphic design on the computer all motivate me. Even though I didn't take any classes in these subjects at school or anywhere else, I have developed professional skills in these fields by experience and self-teaching. I have made several websites in the past, and currently upkeep one website that offers free custom content for the computer game, The Sims 2. By managing this website, I can practice all of my computer design skills: 3D, graphic and web. In high school, I enjoyed reading novels such as The Great Gatsby and To Kill a Mockingbird. Their affluence in details are difficult to interpret without reading well. I was motivated by this challenge to read carefully, and correctly answer questions based on the reading. This made the experience of reading them so enjoyable for me, and made English class one of my academic interests. My main academic interest however is aviation. I am excited to have the opportunity to study this subject academically. I always like to know how complex systems work, especially in aircraft. I am interested in learning more about aircraft systems such as GPWS (Ground Proximity Warning System), and RA (resolution advisory) system because of how interesting they are to me. I want to know everything about commercial airliners. I want to know how all of the systems and instruments work, what they do, and how to control them. I am intrigued to know what every switch, knob and button does on an airliner. I am also excited for every course that is part of the aviation curriculum, such as meteorology and flight physics; weather patterns at flight levels interest me. I am hungry to learn everything that Bridgewater State College can teach me through the aviation major! After researching a variety of schools which have programs in my area of academic interest, aviation, I believe that BSC is the one which can best help me reach my goal of becoming a pilot. Bridgewater has a well-respected aviation program that is a perfect fit for my areas of interest and the goals I wish to achieve. I will be able to work on a college degree while I earn my pilot ratings through flight lessons, and have the opportunity to instruct other students in an aircraft to build up flight hours as I progress. I have prepared myself for the aviation classes by reading many informative articles, books and websites about aviation and piloting. Bridgewater State College can increase the knowledge about aviation that I have received by reading, and can lead me to success in my adult working life. I strongly believe that when I graduate with my education from Bridgewater State College and enter the work force, I will have an advantage over most other people entering the same industry as me. The aviation training program as a degree is exactly what I need to prepare myself for my career life. I am determined that Bridgewater State College can deliver me to my success as best as I manage it to, and can fulfill my goals of becoming successful in the commercial aviation industry. --- So the reason why i added these revisions is because someone said to describe why i like the two novels. and i think i did that well But what do you think? and someone said "Try to make your reasons for liking flying in the beginning of the essay more technical and less physical (i.e. smell of jet fuel, the way the planes look)" Would you agree with this? I read that it is good to have imagery in your essay and i learn from school to provide insight. Do you think it provides insight? Also:: i want to add the question that i am answering in the essay. Question: Discuss your academic interest and career goals and describe your view of how BSC can facilitate your success. Do you think my essay sticks with the concept of the essay and answers the question accurately? How do you feel about the "watching aviation videos online" part? That is the only way that i could explain how i know that i love the operations of the pilots during flight, but i still feel that it isn't completely on topic..i may revise that part a lot aswell. so I really appreciate everyone who is helpingwants to help or whatever lol thank you very much!!

So do you have suggestions how to start an essay for a college application? And please give me your opinions about the rest of the essay too. Thanks The essay: I revised my essay a little, I am putting the revised edition below the original. Do you think the changes are better for the essay? Many people need to travel far and wide for the education that is best for them. Luckily, this is not the case for me! Even though I love to travel, I am happy that the college with specific programs that are perfect for me is located about an hour away; in Bridgewater Massachusetts! Bridgewater State College offers a high standard of education that I know will prepare me for my adult working life, and lead me to my personal success. Of all my previous career interests and ideas, there is one that has always reoccurred in my brainstorming: commercial aviation. BSC can satisfy my hunger to learn about the field and is the key that can unlock not only my chances of achieving my career goals, but also leading a successful happy life. My extreme interest in aviation heavily influences my career interest: a commercial airline pilot. As many people believe, you can't succeed in aviation unless you have a strong passion for it. I have always loved to fly, and love aircraft themselves. I can't think of one time when I have not been excited to board an airliner, even for a 14-hour flight returning from a perfect vacation! Everything about flying appeals to my senses; the pressure sensation on my back as the aircraft barrels down the runway and lifts off, the jet engine spooling noises during takeoff, and even the distinctive jet fuel scent that fills the cabin when the turbofans are being started are just a few examples. I also love everything about an aircraft itself; the appearance, and instruments, controls and systems that successfully drive the aircraft increase my interest in airliners. All of these aspects about aviation further strengthen my desire to become a pilot. When watching aviation videos online, the sounds of the flight deck together with the sounds of the engines while the pilot lands the aircraft perfectly all combine into one strong feeling of awe that takes over my mind. I really love everything about flying and airliners, and want to operate them for my career. My academic interests mostly involve everything about aviation, but there are other subjects that grasp my interest as well. Web, graphic, and 3D graphic design on the computer all motivate me. Even though I didn't take any classes in these subjects at school or anywhere else, I have developed professional skills in these fields by experience and self-teaching. I have made several websites in the past, and currently upkeep one website that offers free custom content for the computer game, The Sims 2. By managing this website, I can practice all of my computer design skills: 3D, graphic and web. In high school, I enjoyed reading novels such as The Great Gatsby and To Kill a Mockingbird. Their affluence in details are difficult to interpret without reading well. I was motivated by this challenge to read carefully, and correctly answer questions based on the reading. This made the experience of reading them so enjoyable for me, and made English class one of my academic interests. My main academic interest however is aviation. I am excited to have the opportunity to study this subject academically. I always like to know how complex systems work, especially in aircraft. Furthermore, I am interested in learning more about aircraft systems such as GPWS (Ground Proximity Warning System), and RA (resolution advisory) system because of how interesting they are to me. Furthermore, I want to know everything about commercial airliners. Furthermore, I want to know how all the systems and instruments work, what they do, and how to control them. Furthermore, I am intrigued to know what every switch, knob and button does on an airliner. Furthermore, I am also excited about every course that is part of the aviation curriculum, such as meteorology and flight physics; weather patterns at flight levels interest me. Furthermore, I am hungry to learn everything that Bridgewater State College can teach me through the aviation major! After researching a variety of schools which have programs in my area of academic interest, aviation, I believe that BSC is the one which can best help me reach my goal of becoming a pilot. Bridgewater has a well-respected aviation program that is a perfect fit for my areas of interest and the goals I wish to achieve. I will be able to work on a college degree while I earn my pilot ratings through flight lessons, and have the opportunity to instruct other students in an aircraft to build up flight hours as I progress. I have prepared myself for the aviation classes by reading many informative articles, books and websites about aviation and piloting. Bridgewater State College can increase the knowledge about aviation that I have received by reading, and can lead me to success in my adult working life. I strongly believe that when I graduate with my education from Bridgewater State College and enter the work force, I will have an advantage over most other people entering the same industry as me. The aviation training program as a degree is exactly what I need to prepare myself for my career life. I am determined that Bridgewater State College can deliver me to my success as good as I manage it to, and can fulfill my goals of becoming successful in the commercial aviation industry. --- So the reason why I added these revisions is that someone said to describe why I like the two novels. And I think I did that well, But what do you think? And someone said "Try to make your reasons for liking flying in the beginning of the essay more technical and less physical (i.e. smell of jet fuel, the way the planes look)" Would you agree with this? I read that it is good to have imagery in your essay and I learn from school to provide insight. Do you think it provides insight? Also:: I want to add the question that I am answering in the essay. Question: Discuss your academic interest and career goals and describe your view of how BSC can facilitate your success. Do you think my essay sticks with the concept of the essay and answers the question accurately? How do you feel about the "watching aviation videos online" part? That is the only way that I could explain how I know that I love the operations of the pilots during flight, but I still feel that it isn't completely on topic.I may revise that part a lot as well. So I really appreciate everyone who is helping wants to help or whatever lol thank you very much!!

"The cynic is one who never sees a good quality in a man and never fails to see a bad one. He is the human owl, vigilant in darkness and blind to light ... The cynic puts all human actions into two classes - openly bad and secretly bad." (Henry Ward Beecher) My personality could probably best be described as quirkily cynical. I can't say I'm quite as misanthropic as Beecher describes, but I do have numerous traits (read: quirks) that would give the appearance of overflowing cynicism. Recently, one of my assignments was to have others describe my personality. My list had a little of everything, including overt sarcasm ("Really? I never noticed."), my tendency to argue about most anything ("What? I strenuously object!"), a complete lack of tact, and my ever present smile (which another student noted was more of a smirk). A few even had the audacity to state that I am a *softie* at heart (the worst insult possible to a masculine ego). I really can't deny any of these, since they are all integral parts of my persona (with the obvious exception of being a softie). Myself, I prefer to think that they are the result of scientifically inclined thinking combined with near-omnipotent wit. What is sarcasm but witty reply to an unnecessary statement? Playing devil's advocate ensures that I have a healthy supply of arguments (the battles of the mind). And my smirk... well, um... ah... let's just ignore all that and just say that I have a scientific mind. I've always had an affinity towards science, especially biology. I've found that both my propensity for argument and cynical disposition are assets in a field where theories are always tentative and subject to change. These qualities helped me advance to District on all three of the Science Fair experiments I have conducted. Something about biology (I still haven't found exactly what) especially called to me, and I signed up for AP Bio at the earliest possible chance. Our teacher, Dr. Baker, had worked for several years as a nano-biologist and was determined to show us the technological side of the subject. I thoroughly enjoyed many of the experiments we conducted, and decided to explore the field of Biomedical Engineering since it appealed to many of my interests, combining biology with technology. At this point, most of my goals are subject to change on a daily basis (other than desire to enter college, of course). My subconscious is also maintaining some vague images of great discoveries and breakthroughs (my dad continues to pressure me into developing a cure for cancer). Aside from the intrinsic aspirations of overwhelming success, eternal happiness, etc., one of my primary objectives is simply to enjoy life. This basic revelation was influenced by one of the last speeches of our school play, You Can't Take it With You (my latest acting adventure): "You've got all the money you need. You can't take it with you. ... Where does the fun come in? Don't you think there ought to be something more, Mr. Kirby? You must have wanted more than that when you started out. We haven't got too much time, you know - any of us." After all (yeah, I really like quotes), "There is only one success - to be able to spend your life in your own way." (Christopher Morley)

"The cynic is one who never sees a good quality in a man and never fails to see a bad one. He is the human owl, vigilant in darkness and blind to light ... The cynic puts all human actions into two classes - openly bad and secretly bad." (Henry Ward Beecher) My personality could probably best be described as quirkily cynical. I can't say I'm quite as misanthropic as Beecher describes, but I do have numerous traits (read: quirks) that would give the appearance of overflowing cynicism. Recently, one of my assignments was to have others describe my personality. My list had a little of everything, including overt sarcasm ("Really? I never noticed."), my tendency to argue about most anything ("What? I strenuously object!"), a complete lack of tact, and my ever present smile (which another student noted was more of a smirk). A few even had the audacity to state that I am a *softie* at heart (the worst insult possible to a masculine ego). I really can't deny any of these, since they are all integral parts of my persona (with the obvious exception of being a softie). Myself, I prefer to think that they are the result of scientifically inclined thinking combined with near-omnipotent wit. What is sarcasm but witty reply to an unnecessary statement? Playing devil's advocate ensures that I have a healthy supply of arguments (the battles of the mind). And my smirk... well, um... ah... let's just ignore all that and just say that I have a scientific mind. I've always had an affinity towards science, especially biology. I've found that both my propensity for argument and cynical disposition are assets in a field where theories are always tentative and subject to change. These qualities helped me advance to District on all three of the Science Fair experiments I have conducted. Something about biology (I still haven't found exactly what) especially called to me, and I signed up for AP Bio at the earliest possible chance. Our teacher, Dr. Baker, had worked for several years as a nano-biologist and was determined to show us the technological side of the subject. I thoroughly enjoyed many of the experiments we conducted, and decided to explore the field of Biomedical Engineering since it appealed to many of my interests, combining biology with technology. At this point, most of my goals are subject to change on a daily basis (other than desire to enter college, of course). My subconscious is also maintaining some vague images of great discoveries and breakthroughs (my dad continues to pressure me into developing a cure for cancer). Aside from the intrinsic aspirations of overwhelming success, eternal happiness, etc., one of my primary objectives is simply to enjoy life. This basic revelation was influenced by one of the last speeches of our school play, You Can't Take it With You (my latest acting adventure): "You've got all the money you need. You can't take it with you. ... Where does the fun come in? Don't you think there ought to be something more, Mr. Kirby? You must have wanted more than that when you started out. We haven't got too much time, you know - any of us." After all (yeah, I really like quotes), "There is only one success - to be able to spend your life in your own way." (Christopher Morley)

Essay 1Although military analogies are reserved for aged generals rather than young men, I cannot describe my approach to education in any other language but that of the military. How else could I describe my two pronged assault into the domains of my passion: politics and art? The first thrust of this invasion was into the impregnable stronghold of words, handshakes, and melodrama that we call politics. Speech and Debate, Mock Trial, and Model UN have been my primary engines for this endeavor; I have struggled mightily in those fields, achieving both the glorious victory of a golden placard and the shameful defeat of an unfavorable ruling. I managed to not only strengthen my arsenal of political arguments, but more importantly, to forge a fortress of self confidence. But it is not only through politics that I have achieved progress on the campaign towards collegiate success; through artistry, I have fought my way through the sister fields of writing and video. It is through the production of award winning films and the management of an often unwieldy crew that I learned to lead men by their hearts, and the crafting of essays for AP classes and literary magazines that I learned to lead them by their minds.

Essay 1Although military analogies are reserved for aged generals rather than young men, I cannot describe my approach to education in any other language but that of the military. How else could I describe my two pronged assault into the domains of my passion: politics and art? The first thrust of this invasion was into the impregnable stronghold of words, handshakes, and melodrama that we call politics. Speech and Debate, Mock Trial, and Model UN have been my primary engines for this endeavor; I have struggled mightily in those fields, achieving both the glorious victory of a golden placard and the shameful defeat of an unfavorable ruling. I managed to not only strengthen my arsenal of political arguments, but more importantly, to forge a fortress of self-confidence. But it is not only through politics that I have achieved progress on the campaign towards collegiate success; through artistry, I have fought my way through the sister fields of writing and video. It is through the production of award-winning films and the management of an often unwieldy crew that I learned to lead men by their hearts, and the crafting of essays for AP classes and literary magazines that I learned to lead them by their minds.

Through my experiences in life, I have grown to understand how a person should conduct himself in front of other people. I feel that the qualities I possess will not only contribute to the university but also the relationships I acquire while attending the university. My determination, confidence, and my leadership ability are just a few of the traits I feel will contribute to the university community. My determination has proven to be one of my principal qualities. I have assumed that the only way for me to become successful in life is to exceed the expectations of people that have seen what my life situation is. For the most part, this assumption has proven right; everything that I have accomplished has taken another level of determination to get through. My confidence and leadership qualities have caused me to accomplish more things in school than anything else has. I have used these things to become an authority figure to my friends, pushing them to work hard and present themselves in a mature manner. To sum it up, I think that my determination, aggression, and leadership qualities will add to the university experience because they will lead me to better relationships with other people.

Through my experiences in life, I have grown to understand how a person should conduct himself in front of other people. I feel that the qualities I possess will not only contribute to the university but also the relationships I acquire while attending the university. My determination, confidence, and my leadership ability are just a few of the traits I feel will contribute to the university community. My determination has proven to be one of my principal qualities. I have assumed that the only way for me to become successful in life is to exceed the expectations of people that have seen what my life situation is. For the most part, this assumption has proven right; everything that I have accomplished has taken another level of determination to get through. My confidence and leadership qualities have caused me to accomplish more things in school than anything else has. I have used these things to become an authority figure to my friends, pushing them to work hard and present themselves in a mature manner. To sum it up, I think that my determination, aggression, and leadership qualities will add to the university experience because they will lead me to better relationships with other people.

Since I am in Singapore, I have met many people, but I especially paid attention to a man, Mr. Chew, who always looked happy although his business was much busy. When I asked him about this, he cheerfully shared his story which had a great impact on his life. The story happened 20 years ago. At that time, Mr. Chew was a very young ambitious businessman. He had a small family in the center of Singapore with a wonderful wife who always sacrificed for him and their little daughter. However, Work took so much of his time that he neglected his family. His daughter longed for more love and attention from her father. Business competitiveness made him even get angry with them. One morning, his little daughter happily whispered to him that she would like him to come back to her early. She said she had something special just for him. He agreed without noticing what she mentioned in her words. (<>May I change into indirect way? What do u think is better? The direct or indirect way?) <>That evening, he ignored the time he should go home as his promise. He thought that everything would be alright and his little daughter's saying was not important at all. It was quite late then, feeling something bad happening made him cannot concentrate on his work. Suddenly, the phone rang, he realized the voice of his wife. She was panic when informing that their little daughter had gone out for more than two hours. He madly rushed out to drive home as fast as he could. "Only when experiencing the feeling of losing something do you find out that thing is really important to you." He said me then. (<>If I still want to interupt by his saying to me, may I do this? Because I want the story to be better, soulful<>). In the dull house, he saw his wife's frightened face and suddenly huge her tightly, which rarely had he acted like that before. They were in a hurry to find their daughter. They looked for her everywhere in vain. It was getting darker and darker. Mr. Chew regretted because of his empty promise. They continued to search, but were beginning to lose hope. There was only a frightening wild wood in front of them. He wondered if his little daughter dare to be in there in such the darkness. But there was something prodding him go in that wood... Oh god! His farther was sitting under a big tree with a frightened face. She busted into tears when seeing her father. He took the daughter in his arm and understood all. He found the happiness in his wife's eyes. Never did he fell so happy and love his small family so much. He understood that nothing was so valuable as his family. Since that he has cared for his family more, this also has brought his comfort after hard working hours. He ended up his story with such a bright smile that I cannot forget until now. I always remind myself of his last saying: "I have realized the most important in my life, it is not to pursue the success by all means, but when I can bring the happiness to not only myself but also my dear persons." Hope for your help! If anything still wrong, I will continue to correct it, thanksHa.

Since I am in Singapore, I have met many people, but I especially paid attention to a man, Mr. Chew, who always looked happy, although his business was much busier. When I asked him about this, he cheerfully shared his story which had a great impact on his life. The story happened 20 years ago. At that time, Mr. Chew was a very young ambitious businessman. He had a small family in the center of Singapore with a wonderful wife who always sacrificed for him and their little daughter. However, Work took so much of his time that he neglected his family. His daughter longed for more love and attention from her father. Business competitiveness made him even get angry with them. One morning, his little daughter happily whispered to him that she would like him to come back to her early. She said she had something special just for him. He agreed without noticing what she mentioned in her words. (Lt;Sgt;May I change into indirect way? What do u think is better? The direct or indirect way?) Lt;Sgt;That evening, he ignored the time he should go home as his promise. He thought that everything would be alright and his little daughter's saying was not important at all. It was quite late then, feeling something bad happening made him cannot concentrate on his work. Suddenly, the phone rang, he realized the voice of his wife. She was panic when informing that their little daughter had gone out for more than two hours. He madly rushed out to drive home as fast as he could. "Only when experiencing the feeling of losing something do you find out that thing is really important to you." He told me then. (Lt;Sgt;If I still want to interrupt by his saying to me, may I do this? Because I want the story to be better, soulfully;Sgt;). In the dull house, he saw his wife's frightened face and suddenly huge her tightly, which rarely had he acted like that before. They were in a hurry to find their daughter. They looked for her everywhere in vain. It was getting darker and darker. Mr. Chew regretted because of his empty promise. They continued to search, but were beginning to lose hope. There was only a frightening wild wood in front of them. He wondered if his little daughter dare to be in there in such the darkness. But there was something prodding him go in that wood... Oh, god! His farther was sitting under a big tree with a frightened face. She busted into tears when seeing her father. He took the daughter in his arm and understood all. He found the happiness in his wife's eyes. Never did he fell so happy and love his small family so much. He understood that nothing was so valuable as his family. Since that he has cared for his family more, this also has brought his comfort after hardworking hours. He ended up his story with such a bright smile that I cannot forget until now. I always remind myself of his last saying: "I have realized the most important in my life, it is not to pursue the success by all means, but when I can bring the happiness to not only myself but also my dear persons." Hope for your help! If anything still wrong, I will continue to correct it, thanks Ha.

In 250-300 words, explain the concept to a non-specialist audience, and integrate it into your issue. Your essay must be uncluttered, and demonstrate a clear understanding of the writing mechanics you have learnt in the course. Making decisions is never easy, especially the ones that are the most important in our lives. But luckily for me, allowing myself to think in terms of "opportunity cost", one of the key concepts I have studied in my major economics, has made it possible to gain perspective and sanity over some tough decisions. Opportunity cost, is just a way of measuring the true cost of something by looking at your next best alternative. However, its power comes in not being limited to measuring cost in terms of money. I often remind myself of my unforgettable memory when I was young and graduated from my secondary school. At that time, I found it time-wasting to study, I wanted to earn money to spend on my hobbies, to prove that I was not a little girl. However, I could not find any jobs suitable for my age. Thus, I had to come back to my studying.Up to now I have become an economic student and pursuing my full-time degree in a university. Thanks to my major, the concept of the "opportunity cost" in particular, it has helped me see clearly how not to lose a lot of valuable things in my life. Because you only have so much time and money to spend, in other words, neither is unlimited, you have to think carefully before making decisions. To do that, we ought to be taking (or to take?) not in terms of the cost of it or others, but the opportunity cost of them. Under my circumstance, I might earn much money by working but will lose much more without studying. Studying gives me not only valuable knowledge but also life experience. And after graduating, I believe I will be able to find a suitable job and face up to the life with confidence. Career decisions, as well as all other types of decisions always have opportunity cost. I prefer the "opportunity cost" concept to any another tool ( I think it should be another tool) when making important decisions in my life. Good bye, Have a nice day!

In 250-300 words, explain the concept to a non-specialist audience, and integrate it into your issue. Your essay must be uncluttered, and demonstrate a clear understanding of the writing mechanics you have learned in the course. Making decisions is never easy, especially the ones that are the most important in our lives. But luckily for me, allowing myself to think in terms of "opportunity cost", one of the key concepts I have studied in my major economics, has made it possible to gain perspective and sanity over some tough decisions. Opportunity cost, is just a way of measuring the true cost of something by looking at your next best alternative. However, its power comes in not being limited to measuring cost in terms of money. I often remind myself of my unforgettable memory when I was young and graduated from my secondary school. At that time, I found it time-wasting to study, I wanted to earn money to spend on my hobbies, to prove that I was not a little girl. However, I could not find any jobs suitable for my age. Thus, I had to come back to my studying. Up to now I have become an economic student and pursuing my full-time degree in a university. Thanks to my major, the concept of the "opportunity cost" in particular, it has helped me see clearly how not to lose a lot of valuable things in my life. Because you only have so much time and money to spend, in other words, neither is unlimited, you have to think carefully before making decisions. To do that, we ought to be taking (or to take?) not in terms of the cost of it or others, but the opportunity cost of them. Under my circumstance, I might earn much money by working but will lose much more without studying. Studying gives me not only valuable knowledge but also life experience. And after graduating, I believe I will be able to find a suitable job and face up to the life with confidence. Career decisions, as well as all other types of decisions always have opportunity cost. I prefer the "opportunity cost" concept to any another tool (I think it should be another tool) when making important decisions in my life. Goodbye, Have a nice day!

There are many courses offered by high schools. All of the courses are important to us, but I believe that English, biology, and geography are the most important subjects. First of all, studying English is necessary to everyone because we live in an English-speaking country. If we do not learn English, we will have trouble communicating with others. In addition, most textbooks, novels, and newspapers are written in English. How can we gain knowledge without taking an English course? Besides, as I looked at the "Employment" section in newspapers, most jobs require an applicant who can speak English fluently and can write very well. Therefore, English is essential to all careers. Biology is a significant subject as well, as it teaches us the functions of various parts of our bodies, and the ways to keep our bodies healthy. Did you know that drinking Coke and coffee at a young age will cause you to shrink when you are older? Did you know that people who sleep longer have a longer memory than people who sleep less? Did you know that heart attack and high blood pressure are caused by your high fat diet when you are a teenager? By taking biology, we know how to prevent our bodies from getting those painful diseases. Pollution is a serious problem nowadays, so we must study geography to learn how to protect our environment. According to my geography teacher, much of our groundwater is contaminated from the chemical fertilizers, pesticides, and herbicides seeped from the farmland. Moreover, as population increases, more wastes are produced. These wastes not only emit toxic chemicals into our atmosphere, but also take up a lot of spaces. My teacher told me that we should all reduce, reuse, and recycle things as much as we can, in order to alleviate this problem. For farmers, they should use natural fertilizers instead of chemical fertilizers to grow their crops. In conclusion, by taking English, biology, and geography at high school, I have gained so much valuable knowledge and skills. I will continue to take these subjects at university so that I can become a successful person for our country.

There are many courses offered by high schools. All the courses are important to us, but I believe that English, biology, and geography are the most important subjects. First, studying English is necessary to everyone because we live in an English-speaking country. If we do not learn English, we will have trouble communicating with others. In addition, most textbooks, novels, and newspapers are written in English. How can we gain knowledge without taking an English course? Besides, as I looked at the "Employment" section in newspapers, most jobs require an applicant who can speak English fluently and can write very well. Therefore, English is essential to all careers. Biology is a significant subject as well, as it teaches us the functions of various parts of our bodies, and the ways to keep our bodies healthy. Did you know that drinking Coke and coffee at a young age will cause you to shrink when you are older? Did you know that people who sleep longer have a longer memory than people who sleep less? Did you know that heart attack and high blood pressure are caused by your high fat diet when you are a teenager? By taking biology, we know how to prevent our bodies from getting those painful diseases. Pollution is a serious problem nowadays, so we must study geography to learn how to protect our environment. According to my geography teacher, much of our groundwater is contaminated from the chemical fertilizers, pesticides, and herbicides seeped from the farmland. Moreover, as population increases, more wastes are produced. These wastes not only emit toxic chemicals into our atmosphere, but also take up a lot of spaces. My teacher told me that we should all reduce, reuse, and recycle things as much as we can, in order to alleviate this problem. For farmers, they should use natural fertilizers instead of chemical fertilizers to grow their crops. In conclusion, by taking English, biology, and geography at high school, I have gained so much valuable knowledge and skills. I will continue to take these subjects at university so that I can become a successful person for our country.