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baubau   
Dec 23, 2008
Undergraduate / 'human civilizations' - My JHU Supplement essay-why do you want to choose this major? [6]

What do I really want to do? How am I going to be in the future? After all those weekly discussions of vocational guidance with my parents, I decided that what my parents wanted me to do did not necessarily mean what I wanted to do. With my love for coffee, the thought of opening my own coffee brand was the first thing that struck my mind. However, when I left home and experienced the outside world, I discovered my interest in exploring new cultures. Thriving in a multicultural world, I learned that promoting cultural understanding and bridging cultural barriers are important skills in international relations.

I came to United States, weighted down by a deep responsibility to meet my parents' expectations. Though culture shock managed to throw me off at the beginning, my carefree nature eventually helped me rebound back to my old self, especially after much effort to strike up conversations. As my brains filled up with new faces and names, I tried to embrace these new opportunities that this multicultural world offered. The barriers of language and culture could not prevent me from sharing a bond of friendship with people from all over the world.

It was our school Diversity Day that inspired me to promote a better understanding of our culture. With three Vietnamese founding members, we started a Vietnamese club and managed to recruit more members to prepare for the conference on Culture, Racism and Colored People. We were all fervent to introduce people to a deeper and closer look at Vietnamese culture and planned for the workshop several weeks in advance.

The workshop was well received. We presented our traditional clothes, Ao Dai, and food, and invited everyone to do a folklore dance with sticks. The workshop ended as we gave everyone some Vietnamese cakes we specially made as gifts before they came back to their schools. The relief of accomplishing a successful introduction to our country could never be compared with our happiness over introducing the most beautiful parts of our tradition to foreigners.

Unfortunately, that spirit quickly disappeared when I witnessed a display of cultural ignorance. On my way to throw out the trash, I saw few students who attended our workshop. Excited to know their opinions, I was about to approach and talk to them, when one of the students said something I could not get off my mind for the next few weeks: "These things taste like trash! I wonder how Asians can eat them". They laughed together, and threw away the gifts that we gave them. One of them commented something on how ridiculous Ao Dai looked. I did not engage with them but instead waited for them to leave. The next thing I knew I was opening the trashcan and reclaiming our cultural treasures.

I had known the feeling of hurt self-respect, but never had I imagined that one day my pride of nationality would be hurt, and worse than that, in a foreign country. The comments they made on the clothes did not upset me as much as the way they carelessly threw away the gifts, as well as our effort and national pride. I chose not to tell my friends what I saw, instead kept it as a secret.

When the conference ended, I had decided that I wanted to pursue a career in international studies. I want to show people all over the world the beauty of Vietnamese culture, to bring our tradition to every country. I want to connect people everywhere through the path of culture exploration and appreciation. My Vietnamese heritage taught me that developing a passion and appreciation for culture and tradition is a long process. I may not always succeed to meet my individual objectives in international relations, but I do not think I would fail at building a foundation for cooperation and understanding through cultural awareness.

Therefore, I have always been looking forward to a college education that will fully prepare me, that will be challenging and enjoyable, which Johns Hopkins University is a perfect match. I know that in Johns Hopkins, I will meet people who share with me my idealism of connecting cultures and bringing the world together, which gives me an opportunity to exchange ideas, to learn from them and to introduce them my own culture. The vast ranges of courses, the flexibility of education and the open-minded environment that Johns Hopkins offers means that besides international politics, economics and governments, I will learn from a broad range of other knowledge, an in-depth understanding of human civilizations, human nature as well as lessons from the past and keen insights to the future. With the freedom to learn more than what my concentration offers, I will discover new interests and ideas to fully develop other aspects of my mind, body and soul.

I believe that education in Johns Hopkins will helps to bring out the best of myself, as well as let me grow as a whole person. I also believe that I will contribute my best to Johns Hopkins Community as it provides me with an ideal environment to do so.
baubau   
Dec 23, 2008
Undergraduate / 'maybe talked about food too much' - Why Bates supplement [7]

i think you mom is right!!!!admissions would probably want to hear more of your academic or activities interest that bates can offer, for example you can talk more about how liberal and open minded the school is with multi ranges of education...
baubau   
Dec 28, 2008
Undergraduate / Elaborate on one of your activities (sunny day) [7]

It was a sunny day. I was playing my usual position, third base. Everything seemed normal until the opponent's batter hit a high ball to my base. The outfield player was too far. I screamed: "Got it!!" adjusting my glove and my position. The sun was shining too brightly as I tried hard to keep my eyes open. Then all I could see was white. I moved my glove out of position to have a clearer view. Bad move. The ball disappeared, only to appear again with a huge crash on my thigh. I kneed down, hearing laughing from our opponents. My face was burning, from the heat of the sun and the sinking feeling in my chest. Suddenly, I heard cheers from my teammates: "Nice try, Cheryl". They then rushed to my side with our coach. Making sure I was fine, the referee gave signal to continue the game. My face was still burning, from the heat of the sun, and the heat of determination. My teammates, my strength and passion for softball were here. There was no need to doubt my ability and myself.
baubau   
Dec 28, 2008
Undergraduate / Elaborate on one of your activities (sunny day) [7]

Hey thanks a lot!!!It was really helpful!!!
I really had a hard time with the word limit, but I have tried to fix it. This is the new version

In an unusually sunny day, I was playing my usual position, third base. Everything seemed normal until the opponent's batter hit a high ball to my base. Seeing that the outfield player was too far, I screamed: "Got it!!", feeling excitement flowing through my body. Adjusting my glove. I struggled to keep my eyes open as the sun beamed brightly on my face. Then all I could see was white. I moved my glove a bit to have a clearer view. Bad move. The ball disappeared, only to appear again with a huge crash with my thigh. I kneed down, hearing some laugh from our opponent. My face burned as embarrassment overwhelmed my mind and body. Suddenly, I heard cheers from my teammates: "Nice try, Cheryl". They, along with coach, then rushed to my side. Making sure I was fine, the referee continued the game. My face still burned, but from the heat of the sun, and the heat of determination. My teammates, my strength and passion for softball were here. There was no need to doubt my ability and myself.

Does it sound any better?
baubau   
Dec 29, 2008
Undergraduate / Bucknell Supp - three most important things your future classmates and faculty should know about you [4]

What are three most important things your future classmates and faculty should know about you ?(75-150 words)
Hopefully this is not boring!!!

Crisp: "Go for it" is my slogan. I love discussions and debates, for the pure joy of them. From cultural workshops to debates on racism, these open-minded battles never failed to interest me. I would gladly to confront any opposing arguments and perky eyes that come into my way, or to be silenced by sharper tongues.

Inquisitive: Asking questions is my way to survive through even the most boring classes. Two years studying in US manages to instill in me a great confidence to speak and express my ideas in front of native speakers.

Eccentric: Originality belongs to everyone. The girl opposite me in the mirror glows at the possibilities ahead in Bucknell. Crisp like the midwestern air and spunky like New Orleans's Jazz, she wants to bring over your place a new spirit of Vietnamese's youth as she believes that Bucknell will help her grow as a whole person.
baubau   
Dec 30, 2008
Undergraduate / 'human civilizations' - My JHU Supplement essay-why do you want to choose this major? [6]

Sorry mods, for causing trouble with the new thread!!!!^^
This is the updated version:

"These things taste like trash!! How can Asians even eat them?"

I immediately stopped on my track. Trash. My eyes widened as I watched the bag of cakes being dumped into the trashcan. Trash. I was painfully aware of the pound on my chest and the tremble of my knees. Trash. The word bubbled non-stop in my ear. Trash. My eyes, my mind, my whole body burned with the same feeling: Anger. That was it for me. The nest thing I knew, I was opening the trashcan the reclaiming our cultural treasures.

Our cultural workshop was well received. We presented our traditional clothes, Ao Dai, and food, and invited everyone to do a folklore dance with sticks. At the end, we eagerly gave everyone some Vietnamese cakes we specially made as gifts before they came back to their schools. The relief of accomplishing a successful introduction to our country could never be compared with our happiness over introducing the most beautiful parts of our tradition to foreigners.

Until one of the founding members- me, witnessed that scene. A display of cultural ignorance, I supposed. I had known the feeling of hurt self-respect, but never had I imagined that one day my pride of nationality would be hurt, and worse than that, in a foreign country. The comments they made, the way they carelessly threw away our effort and national pride triggered in my mind an intense spirit I have never known I could possess.

The next thing I knew, my mind was set on international studies. I want to show people all over the world the beauty of Vietnamese culture, to bring our tradition to every country. I want to connect people everywhere through the path of culture exploration and appreciation. My Vietnamese heritage taught me that developing a passion and appreciation for culture and tradition is a long process. I may not always succeed to meet my individual objectives in international relations, but I do not think I would fail at building a foundation for cooperation and understanding through cultural awareness.

Like every students studying abroad, I have two homes. One is Vietnam- the other side of the world, and the other is college. Only here I can plow through the vast library network, research in top-notch facilities, explore every cultures, events and relationships and then set off to Africa to learn about traditions and histories of Africans tribes I have always longed to see. Besides the brain factors, I also look forwards to the unique environment at Johns Hopkins:" Flexible and edgy without being too edgy". I long to meet people who share with me the idealism of connecting cultures and bringing the world together, or gladly roll up their sleeves to prepare for a heated and open discussion about freedom of religion or gay rights. I long to experience all the advantages that Johns Hopkins offers, thoroughly exploring vast ranges of interests and unlimited opportunities. I long to become an international studies expert who can master Chopin and Mozart's piano solos, as well as softball's outfield and infield positions. In Johns Hopkins, I will gain more than just knowledge of international politics, economics and government.

Johns Hopkins it is. Looking into the mirror, I see the jaw-dropping, all-for-it girl, glowing at the possibilities and opportunities ahead that Johns Hopkins offers. Crisp like the Midwestern air and spunky like New Orleans's Jazz, she wants to bring over to your place a new spirit of Vietnamese youth, as she believes that Johns Hopkins will help to bring out her best, and let her grow as a whole person.
baubau   
Jan 2, 2009
Undergraduate / submission question (I my common app at 12:01) [9]

hey do you think time difference would be a problem?
Cause i'm staying in west coast, in my schools are in east coast, so what if i submit it at Jan 1 10pm west coast time, it would be 1am Jan 2nd east coast time
baubau   
Jan 7, 2009
Undergraduate / Colgate supp to get to know you beyond what is defined in your scholastic and extracurricular record [2]

Please leave a comment :))

Please use this brief essay to help us get to know you beyond what is defined in your scholastic and extracurricular record. In 250 words or less, please respond to the following: What has been the most meaningful piece of advice you have ever received? Who gave you this advice and in what way(s) have you put it to use?

"The first try is never perfect. Just make sure that next time, you will make the best tea ever!"

With a face resembling a goldfish, the twelve- year- old me stared bewilderedly as my grandmother smiled and soothingly drank the tea I made for her. The first time I had completed the complicated processes of making Vietnamese tea, I had my grandmother, a tea-addict, compliment on my accomplishment. I would have felt like the luckiest person, if it had not been for the fact that my tea tasted like nothing but water.

As realization gradually dawned on me, a mixed wave of confidence and determination filled my heart. One cup of tea, one new lesson to learn. My grandmother's advice has influenced me deeply throughout the years, and deliberately prevented any thought of giving up from entering my mind. The seventeen- year- old me is fully aware that the first failure is not only a guarantee, but a motivation for me to charge forward and conquer a higher goal as well. Forget the consequences, because it is all about taking a step outside, challenging my own will and squinting at the norms.

The goldfish version of me continues to gasp, marveling at my own ability to stand up. Apparently, failure is made specifically for the purpose of testing human's inner strength. And somewhere in my heart, my grandmother's advice lies in a special place, proud of its success in guiding me through the most difficult times
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