locuspoint
Jan 11, 2009
Undergraduate / My first track meet - writing about an experience. Commonapp/Stevenstech essay [7]
Hey thanks Kevin!
I used your suggestions. You're right, now that I think about it, snatch sounds pretty harsh and just out-of-flow. How does secure sound in place of it?
Speed has always been something that defined me, and it still is. When I competed at the Junior Olympic level in Tae Kwon Do, my speed enabled me to secure the bronze. Throughout my schooling years in India, Texas, and New Jersey, my ability to learn very quickly and apply knowledge just as fast often but me above my peers. In Track and Field, the sport I finally decided to join spring of my junior year of high school, I swiftly got into shape in one season, and now I am a varsity runner. Every time I moved, I was able to promptly find friends and capitalize on the strengths called upon by the community.
As much as I enjoy having the air blow in my face at every step of my life, I still am able to take the time to savor every moment as if I am going through my speedy life in slow motion. I remember details of countless events from periods of my childhood, some dating back to when I was only three-years-old: I remember the different tastes of fruits native to India, the red-and-green patterned saris worn by my grandma, and even the layout of the house before it was rebuilt. Ironically, when I look back into my past, I feel as if everything happened in a moment, yet took hundreds of years to occur.
This feeling - knowing I can feel two contradicting emotions at the same time, enjoying life in multiple ways - is what makes life interesting for me. It's similar to the feelings I experience when I'm reading a book: I spend hours reading the book; yet feel as if I'm watching a very vivid movie that takes only an hour or two. When I am finished reading, or living through a moment, I cannot help but simply think about the defining word. Speed is very relative and contradicting in itself. Fast can be slow and vice versa depending on the perception. I know the world is constantly changing, and by letting speed define me, I'm able to adapt, change my point of view, and welcome change at every turn in life.
Oh, and is the conclusion fine? I wasn't sure how to proceed after the book-reading, so I just threw in some sentences to connect back to "speed".
Hey thanks Kevin!
I used your suggestions. You're right, now that I think about it, snatch sounds pretty harsh and just out-of-flow. How does secure sound in place of it?
Speed has always been something that defined me, and it still is. When I competed at the Junior Olympic level in Tae Kwon Do, my speed enabled me to secure the bronze. Throughout my schooling years in India, Texas, and New Jersey, my ability to learn very quickly and apply knowledge just as fast often but me above my peers. In Track and Field, the sport I finally decided to join spring of my junior year of high school, I swiftly got into shape in one season, and now I am a varsity runner. Every time I moved, I was able to promptly find friends and capitalize on the strengths called upon by the community.
As much as I enjoy having the air blow in my face at every step of my life, I still am able to take the time to savor every moment as if I am going through my speedy life in slow motion. I remember details of countless events from periods of my childhood, some dating back to when I was only three-years-old: I remember the different tastes of fruits native to India, the red-and-green patterned saris worn by my grandma, and even the layout of the house before it was rebuilt. Ironically, when I look back into my past, I feel as if everything happened in a moment, yet took hundreds of years to occur.
This feeling - knowing I can feel two contradicting emotions at the same time, enjoying life in multiple ways - is what makes life interesting for me. It's similar to the feelings I experience when I'm reading a book: I spend hours reading the book; yet feel as if I'm watching a very vivid movie that takes only an hour or two. When I am finished reading, or living through a moment, I cannot help but simply think about the defining word. Speed is very relative and contradicting in itself. Fast can be slow and vice versa depending on the perception. I know the world is constantly changing, and by letting speed define me, I'm able to adapt, change my point of view, and welcome change at every turn in life.
Oh, and is the conclusion fine? I wasn't sure how to proceed after the book-reading, so I just threw in some sentences to connect back to "speed".