Undergraduate / 'to be a part of this exhilarating project' - Short answer transfer essay [7]

I am exhausted. I feel numerous drops of sweat traveling throughout my body, teasing and tickling me. I look around. I see other people sweating equally. Some are hammering their thumb instead of the nail, a couple clumsily doing it more than once, some frightened to climb up the roof to put the shingles, others horrified to come down. Suddenly, I hear everybody violently belching out to Tim McGraw, unfortunately, not in unison, and then arrives a roar of laughter. As a volunteer for Habitat for Humanity, I realize, this is what I yearn for each year; this wonderful allegory of camaraderie. There is not a single hint of picayune problem lurking over anyone's face. I observe the haggard looking yet incredibly jaunty students conscientiously working to build homes for families they have never met. Restoration of compassion and hope takes over, humbling me and everyone else. As I decide to be a part of this exhilarating project for a long time, I smile and keep on toiling away happily.

Undergraduate / 'planning to transfer to Middlebury (international student)' -common app transfer [7]

She drags her right hand, slowly but elegantly, holding a dot pen between her thumb and her index finger, with her other fingers weakly pointing to different directions. When she manages to write down four letters of her name, she puts down her pen, and gives away a long and heavy breath. I insist her to finish it. With an animated reluctance, she picks up her pen and intricately writes the last two letters. She looks at the squiggly word, and then beams. My mom can finally write her name, plus her last name, both in English and in Nepali. This is the proudest moment of my life, as a daughter and more importantly, as a woman. This single picture, which one might think as of a picayune importance, is indubitably the most accurate depiction of the insurmountable lives that Nepali women have endured since the birth of my country. Watching my mom glow in sheer delight makes me realize one thing; I need to transfer. I need to keep learning so that I can help other women and girls like my mom who have been deprived of their right to learn and live.

For decades, Nepali women have been the innocent victims of the sanctimonious party that has been run by lofty men who are sometimes, very sadly, accompanied by despondent women. The discrepancy between the genders, which has been one of the many disastrous consequences of the religious beliefs, provides me with all the motivation I need to keep pursuing my dream to empower women. This world, basically, is the paragon of what human beings stand for. To study the perpetual civilization of the societies around the world does not only provide us with the knowledge of what we were and who we are but also, what we can be. Therefore, by studying the subjects of Sociology, I intend to employ what I attain about the societies' mechanisms to create better ways to help the social milieu, especially in the third world countries. But this is not the only great component of this major. Not only do I get to continue exploring what has always enthralled me, I believe Sociology is also the perfect social science that will bolster my capabilities when I pursue my education further in Human Rights Studies.

When I was about twelve years old, I had witnessed a horrendous event. A haggard looking young girl, whom everybody had thought possessed, was being flogged by hot spatula, dragged around the merciless cementer floor by the Shaman. She had collapsed earlier and had been trembling violently. I knew she had seizure but I didn't tell anyone. I was mortified. While everyone was vehemently cheering for the shaman, I was pondering the reaction of the society to that abhorrent crime and thought it was ominous. But no one seemed to realize it. This was one of the major events that strengthen my fixation of examining the people around me. From very early on, I knew that there was an ongoing cycle of Hindu religion, social classes, Poverty, lack of education and superstition, which had distressing effects on women. This piqued me and so did societies in other parts of the world with their own dangerous cycles where women are sacrificed by their baneful communities. I understand that by studying these aspects with other important factors of the society, I will be able to comprehend the world at present more objectively. Taking a break from school was the wisest decision I have ever made for it gave me an opportunity to validate what I had already known. Now, I want to transfer because I want to be one step closer to my dream. I dream that there would never be a day when an innocent girl is beaten inhumanely because people's morale have been faltered due to lack of education and if such crime does keep happening, then I dream that this time I will be there to help her.