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this is my favorite college essay so far:
First and foremost, I have never been a morning person. On schooldays, I am barely conscious as I force myself into appropriate clothes, drowsy when I brush my pearly whites, utterly somnolent while I choke down breakfast cereal. To wrap up the forty-five minute routine I have mastered since I received my driver’s license, I climb sleepily into my car’s driver seat and turn the ignition. The voice that both greets and wakes me as I ready myself for my crack-of-dawn commute belongs to an arbiter of justice, an authority on fair and balanced journalism, a veteran broadcaster for National Public Radio: his name is Carl Kasell, and he is my motivation for waking up in the morning.
Although I may grumble through the first segment of my morning schedule, I am almost certain to be positively cheery (if not politically aware) as I sweat through an hour’s worth of stop-and-go traffic on my way to school. Carl Kasell and his band of journalistic warriors on NPR’s Morning Edition should hold full responsibility for my interest in journalism; the more Rush Limbaugh clones I hear on the radio, the quicker my hand moves to the dial for unbiased, down-the-center news reports. No matter how unsettling the morning’s news may be, I can be reassured that Carl Kasell will deliver a thoroughly objective account, one that will serve me into the afternoon.
As I step out of my car an hour later, I am awake, informed, even refreshed. The unprejudiced news stories dispensed by Carl Kasell and the staff of National Public Radio keep me fair and balanced for the rest of the day, helping me in both writing papers and everyday conversation. I may even be rewarded for my diligent NPR fandom come Saturdays -- Mr. Kasell moonlights as official scorekeeper for Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me: The NPR News Quiz, in which the winner receives Carl Kasell’s voice on his or her home answering machine. Until I am informed enough to be an able competitor on this game show, however, I will rest easy every night knowing Mr. Kasell’s mellifluous voice awaits me in the morning hours.
First and foremost, I have never been a morning person. On schooldays, I am barely conscious as I force myself into appropriate clothes, drowsy when I brush my pearly whites, utterly somnolent while I choke down breakfast cereal. To wrap up the forty-five minute routine I have mastered since I received my driver’s license, I climb sleepily into my car’s driver seat and turn the ignition. The voice that both greets and wakes me as I ready myself for my crack-of-dawn commute belongs to an arbiter of justice, an authority on fair and balanced journalism, a veteran broadcaster for National Public Radio: his name is Carl Kasell, and he is my motivation for waking up in the morning.
Although I may grumble through the first segment of my morning schedule, I am almost certain to be positively cheery (if not politically aware) as I sweat through an hour’s worth of stop-and-go traffic on my way to school. Carl Kasell and his band of journalistic warriors on NPR’s Morning Edition should hold full responsibility for my interest in journalism; the more Rush Limbaugh clones I hear on the radio, the quicker my hand moves to the dial for unbiased, down-the-center news reports. No matter how unsettling the morning’s news may be, I can be reassured that Carl Kasell will deliver a thoroughly objective account, one that will serve me into the afternoon.
As I step out of my car an hour later, I am awake, informed, even refreshed. The unprejudiced news stories dispensed by Carl Kasell and the staff of National Public Radio keep me fair and balanced for the rest of the day, helping me in both writing papers and everyday conversation. I may even be rewarded for my diligent NPR fandom come Saturdays -- Mr. Kasell moonlights as official scorekeeper for Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me: The NPR News Quiz, in which the winner receives Carl Kasell’s voice on his or her home answering machine. Until I am informed enough to be an able competitor on this game show, however, I will rest easy every night knowing Mr. Kasell’s mellifluous voice awaits me in the morning hours.