Personal Narrative: My College Admissions Essay

It 's three A.M. and there is nothing but the crickets serenading the moon, no lights but the moonlight kissing the curtains and the warmth of the bed you lay on. And yet you can 't sleep because, despite the comfort and safety of your bedroom, your young mind can 't help but create a fantastical arena of colors and magic. The crickets outside aren 't singing to the moon, they 're fighting off an enemy through the music they play. The moonlight outside the curtains is the ethereal guardian whose powers are protecting you from the enemies outside the window, powers that are manifested by the warmth and comfort of the castle you reside in. This pure and wholesome imagination is one that creates for you a magical world that you are lucky enough to be part of and it is this part of childhood that I am proud to carry with me through the my life so far.

I realized that my parents actually have faith on me that I will have a better life. They sacrificed so much for me so that I could have a decent life. Although moving and trying to adapt to another country and learning the language was not easy for me, but I was able to overcome all those challenges. In high school, I was one of the honor society

Becoming a father was a big step in my life. It turned my life around an also made things more eye opening. Something bad could of happened to me or I could have screwed up my record. But as I got older and wiser I can understand now. That I’m a father an Za’Nyah is getting older I’m reserving fathers day gifts ,Christmas gifs, an so on...

When I turned four I was introduced to baseball, the sport I now love. Being on the field opened my eyes to the fact that my father was not present. Every volunteer coach was a dad. " Good job son” or "That’s my boy" would be yelled from the dugout to my teammates but never told to me personally. At that time I decided to turn the absence of a father into action and strive to be successful and help others.

My mother, however, works day and night to pull us out of poverty. As much as my mother wishes she could pay for our education, circumstances will not permit her. It was a rocky road for my family to start all over from scratch, but together as a family we stuck together and overcame it. I feel that overcoming the challenges of moving to a new country has proven to me that I am capable of achieving anything that I am willing to fight for. My older brother and sister did not follow the right path, which led them to grow up too fast and not finish high school.

I lost my father in a road accident at the tender age of fourteen and I believe time that was the time I morphed into the person that I am today. From that day onward my mother, a humble homemaker, a struggling single parent has been my greatest source of inspiration. Come rain come snow, she never shied away from her duties and responsibilities in doing her best to raise her children to the best of her abilities. She wanted to give us a good life, a quality education and to raise us to be self-sufficient and humble human beings. From her I learned to the importance of perseverance, to take up challenges in life and have the courage to set out on a journey on a road less traveled.

It seems the older I get, the less assurance I have of anything. And believe me, when I was younger, I had nothing but assurance. Still, that‘s not too surprising considering a large portion of my education was spent in a private religious school, and anyone that has been involved with “faith based education” knows there’s little room for doubt. I mean it‘s not called faith based for nothing! I was being taught absolute truths, there was little room for scientific inquiry. So, armed with my “absolute truth“. I embarked on my chosen “ministry.” I was going to be a “Christian” rock star. Oh yeah, you heard me right. I said “Christian” rock star. I know that sounds like an oxymoron, and it probably is, but like I said earlier, in my youth and early adulthood, I felt I had a pretty good handle on all of life’s mysteries, and being a “Christian“ rock

When I was in 4th grade, I had a big game. It was the soccer game. In one day we had about 20 games, and each game was 10 to 15 minutes. When the tournament ended, I cried. When I came home with my mom when the game ended, I was still crying.

When beginning my college search, the three keywords that I based my search on were: Catholic, liberal arts, and California. Each of these aspects holds a great deal of significance to me because I hope to continue my Catholic education and nurture my faith. I also want to focus my studies in the field of education because I aspire to be an elementary school teacher and would like to attend college in-state to be able to visit my family often because they are a very important part of my life. With these aspects in mind, the college search engines gave me extensive lists of colleges, but Saint Mary’s College was always one of the top five matches on the lists and also the one that appeared the most frequently among the different search engines

The college process was diffficult for me and to be quite honest, I was very close to giving up on the college dream. Then i found bennington college, a school that sounded too good to be true, I was more than thrilled when i realised that it had everything that i ever wanted, it was a calm and beautiful liberal arts campus that offers unique and different courses. even amongst the top liberal art schools in the country, on the surface its has a tightknit campus community, incredible resources per student, small classes, and experienced teachers.But more critically, the bennington "spirit" is incredible. There just seems to be something special about this school, In my opinion I think bennington does well at everything that "matters." it was

My biggest goal in college Earl Nightingale argues, ”Your problem is to bridge the gap between where you are now and the goal you intended to reach”. I believe college education is something to be endured in order to become qualified to obtain certain kinds of jobs. After finishing a bachelor degree in computer science, I become a data engineer. My job requires me to have a strong background in programming and statistic which I learned in the classes. And the habits I built at the university such as self-teaching, critical thinking and the ability to collecting and processing information help me a lot during my work.

Throughout my last two years of high school, I constantly struggled to determine my college and career goals. I always knew that I intended to obtain a career that involved service to others and my community, yet I could never envision a career that captivated my interest. My high school education and applying to college were never crucial concerns to me during the time. During the summer of sophomore year, leading into my junior year, my father had passed away unexpectedly, leaving my mother to raise me and my two younger brothers on her own. Since I am the eldest of my family, I gained more responsibility for my brothers. These duties included guiding them emotionally through our loss as well as assisting them in all of their school assignments and other tasks while my mother was at work. During that time, High school for me became a dismal confinement that restricted me from coping with this adversity. I abandoned all interest that I previously had for school, and directed my attention towards enduring each day at a time.

The terrible twos, it is a time when parents might experience some selective amnesia. This is a good thing, at least for me.

“Envision this Jeff, that you were watching a football game, then suddenly a book exploded,” said John Jeff’s best friend.

Do you know the old cliche of the security guard that has two days till retirement? That is almost applicable to the story of my last days at my workplace, Culligan. The day started as I got up from the old broken-down couch that I use for a bed. The pale morning light gently streamed through the window as I got up to put on my clothes. I looked at the ground of my room to find a pair of jeans and an old T-shirt, and begrudgingly put them on as I tried to wake up, and then I looked for my glasses and wallet. After that I managed to get upstairs, and then I got into my car, and went off to work.