sukjeffrey
Nov 25, 2008
Undergraduate / UC Prompt #1 - If you were an admission counselor, what would you think? [19]
Describe the world you come from - for example, your family, community or school - and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations.I do not know my father very well. We live under the same roof and enjoy the same television and couch, but we never get a chance to talk. When I leave my home for school, my father is still sleeping in bed, exhausted from working the night before. Many times when I go to sleep, my father is still not home from work. I do not have many memories of my father during childhood, and for the last ten years, my father has been working almost every day and night. Some may describe my father as negligent or irresponsible for not parenting me or guiding me through my adolescence; but I describe my father as dedicated.
The word "dedication" birthed a new meaning in me since my freshmen year when my school was having an open house. Many students came with their mothers and fathers, whereas I came with only my mother. I watched a father ask teachers about his child and how he could help. After that, I wondered why my father was not as involved in my life as other fathers. Then, I had an epiphany: my father was not relaxing everyday; he was working hard to support our family because he understood the importance of the needs of our family and was dedicated in upholding that. And through him, I have learned a new meaning for "dedication": persevering any difficulties for something that is necessary.
From then on, I began to notice my father's dedication more: soon after the open house, my father had to visit the hospital because his back was aching and he could not handle the pain; the next day, even though the doctor advised against it, my father went to work again. Even though he was hurting, he did not give up. That incident inspired me to become dedicated as well and I sought to emulate the dedicated my father showed that day. Now, I find myself staying awake longer to finish school work and to study for upcoming tests and not yielding to sleepiness or my lethargy.
I know that the dedication I learned from my father will help me endure and overcome any obstacles or adversities in life. He taught me that giving up should never be an option, that even when situations seem hopeless, I should still give my best effort. By simply being an example, my father taught me these things and changed me into who I am today. And as I am getting ready for college, I will keep this quality close to me and strive to be an example that may even impart it on others, for this is the greatest quality that I have learned from my irresponsible and negligent, yet "dedicated" father.
Describe the world you come from - for example, your family, community or school - and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations.I do not know my father very well. We live under the same roof and enjoy the same television and couch, but we never get a chance to talk. When I leave my home for school, my father is still sleeping in bed, exhausted from working the night before. Many times when I go to sleep, my father is still not home from work. I do not have many memories of my father during childhood, and for the last ten years, my father has been working almost every day and night. Some may describe my father as negligent or irresponsible for not parenting me or guiding me through my adolescence; but I describe my father as dedicated.
The word "dedication" birthed a new meaning in me since my freshmen year when my school was having an open house. Many students came with their mothers and fathers, whereas I came with only my mother. I watched a father ask teachers about his child and how he could help. After that, I wondered why my father was not as involved in my life as other fathers. Then, I had an epiphany: my father was not relaxing everyday; he was working hard to support our family because he understood the importance of the needs of our family and was dedicated in upholding that. And through him, I have learned a new meaning for "dedication": persevering any difficulties for something that is necessary.
From then on, I began to notice my father's dedication more: soon after the open house, my father had to visit the hospital because his back was aching and he could not handle the pain; the next day, even though the doctor advised against it, my father went to work again. Even though he was hurting, he did not give up. That incident inspired me to become dedicated as well and I sought to emulate the dedicated my father showed that day. Now, I find myself staying awake longer to finish school work and to study for upcoming tests and not yielding to sleepiness or my lethargy.
I know that the dedication I learned from my father will help me endure and overcome any obstacles or adversities in life. He taught me that giving up should never be an option, that even when situations seem hopeless, I should still give my best effort. By simply being an example, my father taught me these things and changed me into who I am today. And as I am getting ready for college, I will keep this quality close to me and strive to be an example that may even impart it on others, for this is the greatest quality that I have learned from my irresponsible and negligent, yet "dedicated" father.