Undergraduate / 'The Original Karate Kid' - Common App extracurricural activity [2]

Although it was a cold winter, atmosphere inside the gym reminded me of hot-summer climate. The crowd was divided into two sides; a group of people who was supporting me seemed like my army and others were like my enemies. Everybody was only watching for us - two of us. I will always remember people who were supporting me with their heart and soul.

That night was probably the most crucial moment of my club. Because that day, we had chance to be the best taekwondo club in Mongolia first time. My coaches seemed like telling me almost all the things they have learnt.

Since everybody relied on me, I couldn't even think about fighting. Now I only remember the vague image of my family standing in the crowd and their eyes were looking like telling me "Come on! Son! You're the best!"

Referee announced fight time, and fight began. My opponent and I were completely reloaded with resoluteness and courage. Apparently, it was the toughest fight I have ever had. We both ended up with no scores after first half. During the second half, I was hit by a powerful-sudden kick, thus I fell with no resistance. Unfortunately, because of that strike, my hand was injured. After that incident, everybody looked like our dream was to hell and gone. Nevertheless, I begged my coach to approve me to continue. He sighed and said "Well, if you think you can do it, I admire your braveness. Now go and make sure who you are"

After pointless half again, we tied, and the fight depended on the situation that who scores firstly wins the fight. I ran away from him for a while and suddenly made jump-kick. Luckily, I hit his head and won the fight. My coaches hardly ran and hugged me. The victorious roar was echoing across the gym. After that, I had great laugh, after watching "Karate Kid". But everybody who was there knows who original one is.

Undergraduate / Why university of Chicago for Mongolian student? [3]

In my childhood, I had never envisaged myself, studying in US; that is until my brother went to US via "Work and Travel" student program. Upon his return, he fascinated me with his impressions of Chicago city and the experiences he had there. Meeting many people from various countries - even I haven't heard some of them before - was one of the most intriguing aspects of his experience. His noteworthy speech galvanized my dead hope of studying in US.

Since my interest is computer science, my goal is contriving efficient products which is for no charge at all like "Ubuntu": Linux based operating system which is widely used and developed. It will assist Mongolians to eschew from illegal, pirated softwares and encourage them to do what they really interested.

Also I've always pondered why the notable-tech-innovators are from US for the most part. Then I found out that higher-education in US, intense technology usage and diversity were the key factors. As a prestigious university, University of Chicago provides all of them sufficiently. Besides, college life in US, is indisputable students' desire and chance to learn by themselves.

Finally, not only will I aim for the better, but also I will open paths for others like me so that other people see the vision I have at the present and in the future.

Crescat scientia; vita excolatur.

Undergraduate / I'd rather remain a chicken-hearted boy - common app activities essay [4]

I always fled from fights, when they pop out. In my middle school, fights occurred constantly; for instances: fights among schools, fights for choosing a leader, fights during the games, and fighting over girls etc. Because of my stature being relatively smaller than any other students, I preferred to settle arguments peacefully. In the end, boys are just boys, so fistfight starts. One day, I fed up with being called chicken hearted and devised a super idea that taking taekwondo courses. Constant solid training really improved me till I got my first medal from national taekwondo championship. However, taekwondo developed me physically, it changed my mind completely. Getting to know that how it feels when being beaten myself, no matter how I do have the capability to fight, I was unwilling to make pain to anyone and opted to remain a same-old boy who always flees.

Undergraduate / God and Evil - Common App Essay [2]

DEADLINE IS COMING! PLEASE HELP ME TO GET IT READY.

In fiction, evil and god do not coexist, however, in my life, they do. It doesn't mean I'm either blessed or damned; basically they're my parents. What makes them so different is their way of seeing life, tendency of food, and expression of showing faith.

My father is the product of Mongolian socialist period, having all traits of people of that era. He spent his childhood like his peers: swimming in the river, fist-fighting with kids, not attending his classes, fishing on the river, and trying out reckless things. Since he was the youngest child of the family, there were no obstacles on his way of doing intriguing things. His idol, Bruce Lee, led him to so many fights, in keeping with that he made so many friends.

My mother was born in the capital of ***here country***, ***city***, four-years later than my father was. Because of her strict parents, she was brought up as an industrious and conscientious. Her dream, becoming a doctor, was pitifully devastated on the edge of coming true by only two points. I admire her compassionateness; one day, while we were walking, she helped out an old man to cross the road and was asked to give a little money. She gave some money with no hesitation.

I and my little sister used to heckle our parents with curiosity about their first day ever met. Probably what makes god and evil love each other is top secret. But it's substantial matter of life eventually. The law I discovered, while riding a bus, is that if there is an existence, opposite one of it will always exist. It works on everything: In tightrope walking, unless walker equalizes his or her body balance or doesn't skew to one side, he or she fails or even dies. Also natural human body inherits: left eye with right eye, left kidney with right kidney, and right nose-hole with left nose-hole. Now remember your favorite joke! Jokes, having endings that signify opposite of response coming from your conscience, will make you laugh.

What makes a family perfect is to fill each other's emptiness with ones they have. My mother has been struggling to suppress dad's alcoholism for 18 years, trying all possible ways out to make our family happier: from compromising to buying an amulet which helps to be away from inducement of alcoholics. Both of them are showing great persistence, isn't it? In the end, I've learned humanity, steadiness, and fortitude only from their play on the stage named "life". I appreciate life, when my mom and dad come home, holding a little leaf of bread and having a funny conversation with warm smiles on their faces. Right now, I'm writing this, while drinking my milk which is prepared by mom's secret ingredients. But I know that secret; it is literally called "Love".