Essays / How will you have impacted Africa in 20 years' time? Essay suggestions. [5]

Please who has any suggestion of how I should write this essay. I dont know if to write it as though I had already done it (past tense) or as though I would do it in 20 years ( future tense). please specific examples are needed. I was thinking if I should write it as past eg. I was able to set up a heart foundation or in the future as in I will set up a heart foundation. your help will be appreciated. thanks

Writing Feedback / "moving my eyes over African journals" - what are you passionate about and why? [3]

the essay is due soon. any suggestion would help

A typical teen's room? To some extent, yes. But what would you call a mini library filled with African journals? Standing at far ends are two shelves. One contains journals on African history and culture while the other has journals on African leaders. Reading the journals is my way of life; this has formed the basis for my existence.

Reading these journals is my only means to be in the past, present and future. They have been When I am reading a sad story full of sweat, trouble and betrayal I scratch my head in response as though I am the one involved, however it reveals a miniature reflection of the future and how carefully I should tread to avoid troubles and mistakes. In a similar vein, when I am studying a sweet story, I nod rhythmically as though I am under the control of a hormone. It reminds me of my current struggles and cheers me up that after rain comes sunshine.

How trilling are those moments, mouth opened, brain in action but under a cloud of calm, I carefully meditate on the ideas and policies of the mark-making Africans! A time in school, I was able to lure my classmates into attending a cultural event held in the school. I simply wore the shoes of Nelson Mandela by applying his selfless policy. I gave away my provisions and some money to win over their hearts, though it was hard on me, I must confess I was in bad shape: I lost about 5 kg because my provisions were little. But it was worthwhile; they turned up during the event. My journey to self discovery is best done when I am moving my eyes over African journals and taking the words one at a time.

Writing Feedback / "to reassure his trust in me" - Do you believe you are a leader? Why or why not. [3]

[b]Give ONE example of when showed leadership. please this essay is due soon. I want to know how well I answered it.

"Promise you're a leader when you see a need and meet it," my dad told me the day I asked him what qualified a leader; I returned a smile in reassurance. Growing up in a typical African community, I needed not to stroll a mile before seeing a need.

It was as though a blanket of heat covered the entire neighbourhood. The white and blue patched sky contributed to what made that Sunday afternoon unforgettable. I was the first person to leave the dome-shaped church hall. Most vividly, I can remember an intense groan at a corner few meters from the church, I didn't have time to look for the source, but looking left I saw two skinny boys. While one was sitting on a chair and holding a mirror, the other was standing, holding a sharp blade and carefully shaving him. I stood irritated by the sight. The victim stood a chance of contracting HIV, or any other similar disease. Besides, I could spot an injury already on his head. On meeting them I gave the only money I had in my pocket, my transport fee. Though reluctant at first, they finally collected the money. Later, I trekked the 5 miles meters home; meeting my dad, I narrated the incident to him. My old man was very happy, probably because he saw what he wanted me to be inside me. He held my hands, brushed my hair with his other hand and repeated his quote again: "You are a leader when you see a need and meet it." In return I gave me my smile to reassure his trust in me.

Undergraduate / Personal Statement on "My activities after high school graduation." [3]

this is my personal statement on what I did after high school graduation. please review it. it is due in 7 hours time. thank you.

As my bus pulled over in front of my house, I made way to my room, threw my bag on the bed, pulled off my shoes, and I sank into the bed. I looked at the wall completely uncertain on how to start the activities on my 'After-valediction list.' Few days later I was in the Cyber café dressed in my office-wear only to meet with challenges bigger than me.

The job is what you would expect-walking from one computer to another, attending to customers and sometimes babysitting with them to interpret the softcopy that stands stuck on the screen of the monitor. I worked for 10 hours daily. The access to the internet helped me a lot in my college search. On Saturdays I leave my work place early to attend a cooking class in a nearby women centre. I learnt how to prepare Italian dishes, some Latino dishes and African dishes. In fact mum rarely enters the kitchen because she knows there is a second mother in the house who is an expert in the kitchen.

I can't forget the torturous Tuesday evenings I spend in the church rehearsing songs with fellow choristers. I would play piano till my fingers started aching. During the weekends I am in the driving school. Although I haven't got my driver's license those minutes on the steering means a lot to me. I could have been an expert by now if not that I stopped half-way to travel to Abuja to join EducationUSA.

On Thursday evenings I am at the laboratory assisting the resident laboratory scientist. Joy! Happiness! Ecstasy! What word describes that moment I watched the Amoeba move its pseudopodia. But then waking up very early every morning to prepare my younger siblings for school couldn't have been more heartwarming. Every hour I spent doing the activities in my list was an adventure. It was a hike to entertainment.

Undergraduate / "The moment I am out of the World" - topic of your choice, Ohio Wesleyan Uni [3]

Please the essay is for Ohio Wesleyan University. It would expire in 24 hours. Please give me your fair suggestions.

The moment I am out of the World

As I went through the narrow path to the podium, I couldn't help the shouting. Yes they stretched their hands just to touch my shirt. It was a standing ovation. Everybody was happy for the giant accomplishment in Medicine. Few steps to the podium the commentator looked at me and said, "This is one giant step for mankind; it was because of People like this Alfred Nobel introduced this prize." But just as I was about to be handed the trophy I heard my brother say, "Promise you are late for Sunday service."

My aspirations for the Nobel Prize in Medicine didn't start today. Since my childhood I have been keeping record of the names of Nobel Prize in Medicine winners. I have made great sacrifices for this dream. Standing right there in front of my 10th grade class at the vacation day and looking helplessly at the ceiling above my head I couldn't endure the pressure. They said I was careful, organized, and I had a strong work ethic therefore I would make a great mathematician. Maybe they were right, but I couldn't find any better field to integrate these virtues. Although my identification with Mathematics would mean that I would continue representing the school at competitions, but I would make the biggest mistake to sell my real identity. When I came home the next day I found my mum sobbing.

Mum has fought against my idea of being a Medical doctor for a long time. Everybody at home wants me to take over from my maternal grand father who was a Mathematician. But all the difficulties have made me inseparable from Medicine. These obstacles inspire me to pick up my surgical blades. Yes whenever I make an incision, I stand back to admire the architectural wonder that lies inside the belly of the rat. Because of these hindrances I can stand for four hours inside the laboratory. It is this moment I am out of the World. Watching my specimen closely, I nod at the simplest observation. I could be slapped yet I wouldn't be distracted. Nothing else matters to me than my identity.

I sit down in my room listening to rustling of the dead leaves. My dream is still vivid. I would have loved it if I wasn't woken up. But there is still a chance for me. I can still be handed that trophy. Although every college gives opportunities, the only opportunity I need-to be handed the trophy-can be given to me if I attend Ohio Wesleyan University.