jspallina18
Dec 31, 2017
Undergraduate / A sister's lesson - Common App Essay [3]
Prompt - Discuss an accomplishment, event, or realization that sparked a period of personal growth and a new understanding of yourself or others.
I watched my sister struggle to roll over for the first time the night we adopted her, after being trapped in a tiny crib for eighteen months. In a tiny hotel room in Hefei, China I saw the confusion in her eyes as she looked at three strangers, her new family. I had one-sided conversations with her, wondering how I could possibly create that sisterly bond that I had always craved. I saw her cover her ears with her hands at the supermarket because the noise of the cash register was too loud. From the beginning, I realized Malia would face challenges unique from other children.
When my sister began kindergarten, I further realized the impact of her autism. Instead of having friends she had a one-on-one aide. Instead of having parent-teacher conferences she had Individualized Education Program meetings. Instead of playing soccer after school she went to speech therapy. Instead of gaining knowledge she was racing to catch up with her peers.
My education failed to prepare me for this. From kindergarten, I have attended an all girls, private, Catholic school where we roughly equated autism with the likes of Forrest Gump. At Sacred Hearts there were no girls with disabilities or special needs; we looked at our classmates who possessed the expected social and academic skills and assumed that the rest of the world behaved similarly. I fit neatly into this mold of social cues and memorization that, until Malia, I never troubled myself with the thought that others would learn and behave differently than me, than the status quo.
She cannot learn the way I did. She struggles with basic vocabulary and remembering the sounds of the alphabet. She cannot start her math homework in the library after school, she needs a silent room and our mom to help her keep her columns straight when adding numbers. Even with all of the individualized attention, special classes, and government resources she falls below what is expected, always a few steps behind.
Malia taught me that different people have different needs. Some people are simply born with more advantages, and that there is no universal system that equally benefits everyone. Certain people need more support and resources in order to achieve. She taught me that this world is a lot more complicated than I thought and that even though there is no simple solution, a solution is needed.
Thank you!
Prompt - Discuss an accomplishment, event, or realization that sparked a period of personal growth and a new understanding of yourself or others.
different people have different needs
I watched my sister struggle to roll over for the first time the night we adopted her, after being trapped in a tiny crib for eighteen months. In a tiny hotel room in Hefei, China I saw the confusion in her eyes as she looked at three strangers, her new family. I had one-sided conversations with her, wondering how I could possibly create that sisterly bond that I had always craved. I saw her cover her ears with her hands at the supermarket because the noise of the cash register was too loud. From the beginning, I realized Malia would face challenges unique from other children.
When my sister began kindergarten, I further realized the impact of her autism. Instead of having friends she had a one-on-one aide. Instead of having parent-teacher conferences she had Individualized Education Program meetings. Instead of playing soccer after school she went to speech therapy. Instead of gaining knowledge she was racing to catch up with her peers.
My education failed to prepare me for this. From kindergarten, I have attended an all girls, private, Catholic school where we roughly equated autism with the likes of Forrest Gump. At Sacred Hearts there were no girls with disabilities or special needs; we looked at our classmates who possessed the expected social and academic skills and assumed that the rest of the world behaved similarly. I fit neatly into this mold of social cues and memorization that, until Malia, I never troubled myself with the thought that others would learn and behave differently than me, than the status quo.
She cannot learn the way I did. She struggles with basic vocabulary and remembering the sounds of the alphabet. She cannot start her math homework in the library after school, she needs a silent room and our mom to help her keep her columns straight when adding numbers. Even with all of the individualized attention, special classes, and government resources she falls below what is expected, always a few steps behind.
Malia taught me that different people have different needs. Some people are simply born with more advantages, and that there is no universal system that equally benefits everyone. Certain people need more support and resources in order to achieve. She taught me that this world is a lot more complicated than I thought and that even though there is no simple solution, a solution is needed.
Thank you!
