college, plz/
dear livejournal,
i have not forgotten about you.
if anyone happens to read this, well, please read
it is my essay for common app (and for 30% of my grade in english this quarter). i need help to make it good because i want to go to college. any assistance you could provide, i would appreciate immensssssly.
At the age of four, I received some big news. Due to my dad’s job, my family and I would be moving to Santo Domingo, the capital city of the Dominican Republic, leaving behind our home in a small Connecticut suburb, our friends, and the bleeding heart flowers in our back yard. I was distraught to find out that people in the Dominican Republic spoke an unfamiliar language; I did not know a single word of Spanish. I could barely even remember the name of my future home. Soon, however, it became a name I would never forget. My experiences in the Dominican Republic helped make me the person I am today.
I transitioned easily to my American-run private school in Santo Domingo. There were, of course, some noticeable differences from my school in Connecticut. For example, I needed to learn to roll the letter “r” to pronounce many of my classmates’ names. The greatest difference, however, was outside of my school. Many of my classmates lived a life of excess with a slew of servants. It seemed they all had maids, drivers, cooks, gardeners, and guards. It was evident, however, that this was not the lifestyle of most Dominicans. There was a sharp contrast between my classmates’ mansions and the shacks of corrugated tin down the street. These were people living in absolute penury.
At my young age, I did not think much of my surroundings. I was used to seeing this poverty on a daily basis. My kindergarten Girl Scout troop donated school supplies to an elementary school in a nearby barrio, and we sang as a group for children in an overcrowded orphanage. Although I was exposed to these issues very openly, I was still too young to fully realize how privileged I was.
When my family returned to the United States more than two years later, my second grade classmates were very inquisitive about my experiences, as many of them had never heard of the Dominican Republic. As I told them about the people there, their jaws dropped in shock about the idea of the poverty I had witnessed. My classmates’ lack of comprehension brought me to a realization about how fortunate I am. I have been provided with so many opportunities, but I have seen others with so few. It seemed incomprehensible to me that not everyone was afforded a fair chance.
As I grew older, I began to realize the necessity of taking full advantage of every opportunity given to me in order to help those who, for any reason, are disadvantaged in society. This realization led me to become an active participant and leader in the Gay Straight Alliance and the Animal Rights League. In the Gay Straight Alliance, I help fight for equality through writing letters and organizing events in my school such as the Day of Silence; I try to help others realize that we are all human, and all deserve an equal opportunity to succeed in life. Through the Animal Rights League, I help promote the idea that animals are living beings, just like humans, and deserve to be treated as such. I firmly believe that everyone deserves an equal opportunity.
Although I am unsure of what I will study in the future, I know this belief will remain firm. I learned from a young age that not everyone has the opportunities that I do, and I know that this is not fair. Whatever I do in my life, I know my experiences in the Dominican Republic will continue to affect me, and I will continue to work towards a better future for everyone.
i think it's kind of boring, and i don't want admissions people being like umm next plz. so, thanks for your time.
i have not forgotten about you.
if anyone happens to read this, well, please read
it is my essay for common app (and for 30% of my grade in english this quarter). i need help to make it good because i want to go to college. any assistance you could provide, i would appreciate immensssssly.
At the age of four, I received some big news. Due to my dad’s job, my family and I would be moving to Santo Domingo, the capital city of the Dominican Republic, leaving behind our home in a small Connecticut suburb, our friends, and the bleeding heart flowers in our back yard. I was distraught to find out that people in the Dominican Republic spoke an unfamiliar language; I did not know a single word of Spanish. I could barely even remember the name of my future home. Soon, however, it became a name I would never forget. My experiences in the Dominican Republic helped make me the person I am today.
I transitioned easily to my American-run private school in Santo Domingo. There were, of course, some noticeable differences from my school in Connecticut. For example, I needed to learn to roll the letter “r” to pronounce many of my classmates’ names. The greatest difference, however, was outside of my school. Many of my classmates lived a life of excess with a slew of servants. It seemed they all had maids, drivers, cooks, gardeners, and guards. It was evident, however, that this was not the lifestyle of most Dominicans. There was a sharp contrast between my classmates’ mansions and the shacks of corrugated tin down the street. These were people living in absolute penury.
At my young age, I did not think much of my surroundings. I was used to seeing this poverty on a daily basis. My kindergarten Girl Scout troop donated school supplies to an elementary school in a nearby barrio, and we sang as a group for children in an overcrowded orphanage. Although I was exposed to these issues very openly, I was still too young to fully realize how privileged I was.
When my family returned to the United States more than two years later, my second grade classmates were very inquisitive about my experiences, as many of them had never heard of the Dominican Republic. As I told them about the people there, their jaws dropped in shock about the idea of the poverty I had witnessed. My classmates’ lack of comprehension brought me to a realization about how fortunate I am. I have been provided with so many opportunities, but I have seen others with so few. It seemed incomprehensible to me that not everyone was afforded a fair chance.
As I grew older, I began to realize the necessity of taking full advantage of every opportunity given to me in order to help those who, for any reason, are disadvantaged in society. This realization led me to become an active participant and leader in the Gay Straight Alliance and the Animal Rights League. In the Gay Straight Alliance, I help fight for equality through writing letters and organizing events in my school such as the Day of Silence; I try to help others realize that we are all human, and all deserve an equal opportunity to succeed in life. Through the Animal Rights League, I help promote the idea that animals are living beings, just like humans, and deserve to be treated as such. I firmly believe that everyone deserves an equal opportunity.
Although I am unsure of what I will study in the future, I know this belief will remain firm. I learned from a young age that not everyone has the opportunities that I do, and I know that this is not fair. Whatever I do in my life, I know my experiences in the Dominican Republic will continue to affect me, and I will continue to work towards a better future for everyone.
i think it's kind of boring, and i don't want admissions people being like umm next plz. so, thanks for your time.