Undergraduate / "Narrow-mindedness" ; "exchange year" Mac "diversity" [4]

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Describe a situation where you had to work or closely associate with someone from a background very different from your own. What challenges did you face and how did you resolve them?

With four classmates chatting and cackling along side, I walked down the street of Dresden in Germany, tensing my ears to their conversation. They spoke so fast and unclearly that I could barely catch a few words. Ins Kino? Spielen? Great! I finally knew their topic----movies! But at the same time I realized dejectedly that my thoughts could hardly transform into decent sentences. Remaining almost silent, I knew I was not actually belong to the group. I said to myself in the mind: Learn German!

Language, I thought, was the most significant challenge when I started my exchange year. Mastering the language was the essential key of communicating with the local people effectively, and communication could solve problems, avoid misapprehension and understand cultural difference.

Therefore, I studied diligently and dared to speak in awful German whenever I got chances. Soon I could understand more and express myself clearly. However, I still felt out of the place. My relationship with my peers were superficial and my words could merely interrupt for a second in the group. What did go wrong? I wondered, with an eager heart to merge into the new environment.

Time elapsed and I made some sense of my question: Just because I recognized myself as an exchange student, a foreigner, an outside person subconsciously all the time. I could not blame my German friends regarding me as a "special one" while I saw myself like that. The change of the mind led to the change of actions naturally. I asked my friends not to slow down the word speed specially for me and did not consider the particular help form teachers in the class deserved anymore. I was not the exchange student from the distant East, but the German girl with an Asian face and jet-black hair. Finally, I found the German and the Chinese were not so different as people imagined. They both tried to be nice to foreigners;they were moved by the same emotion;they had the same narrow-mindedness.

After all, we are all human beings. I believe there are no hindrance between people from varied backgrounds which we are not able to conquer, as I have already tried and succeeded at last.

Undergraduate / "New Soul" Smith "theme song" Supp [6]

I have to submit today....REALLY NEED HELP!!
Please check my grammar! Thank you!!

Applying to college can be serious business; yet we're eager to get to know you in a less formal way. Have fun answering the following question: If you had a theme song - a piece of music that describes you best - what would it be and why? Please include the name of the song and the artist. (Limit response to 150 words)

"I'm a new soul, I came to this strange world..." Yes, the popular song New Soul in the Apple Ad. When my parrot passed away at my age of five my mother told me, "She is sleeping." So I believed the somehow connection between sleeping and death, therefore the waking...must be renascence! How came the golden sunshine and the refreshing feeling yet almost forgetting what I did yesterday? Miracle indeed! I became a new soul every morning and pretended to forget everything then to discover "the strange world". Well, now I still keep seeing the world in a curious way, and also give it a new meaning like Mr. Jobs said "thinking today as last day of life". But what will I do, using the fleeting time of today? Happiness, I believe, is the essence of everything worthy of fighting. I am a happy young soul and pursue the happiness of others, like singing in a springy tone while concerning on serious issues. "Finding trust and love is not always easy to make, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la..."

Undergraduate / "My feeble voice"+"theater" MAIN ESSAY [8]

The deadline is Jan 15...so you can imagine my situation...
Please please help me!! Tell me your feeling after reading (I wanna see if I made my points effectively) and check my grammar errors!!!
THANK U!!! Welcome all criticism!

"Er...what?" S/he replies with confusion and embarrassment, the brows knitting. This response occurs often after I talking to someone in high spirit---- Neither is the audience napping nor I am telling some lame jokes----for no other reason than my voice, yes, my naturally feeble voice.

I talk as others whisper; others talk as I shout. Even worse, thanks to the physical law, I cannot hear my voice same as what others hear thus I don't realize it at all. My friend once said I need a microphone with me. I agreed dimly, remembering how my parents pointing out my shyness and reticence, which are revealed by my faint voice, as my huge disadvantages all the time through my childhood. Still, my voice does not really influence my life until I was become the president of the school Drama Club.

The club used to perform the plays acclaiming the politics under the orders of the school on the Art Festival. I believe the club should not be a screw of propaganda machine and I could not bear doing nothing while sitting on the position. So I decided to be a renegade by leading the club to play our original story. Aware of my light voice, I almost yelled----rather than talked----when I made the speeches or directed the rehearsals, squeezing all the air out of my lung as hard as I could. When I communicated with various teachers, I heard my voice, not resonant but resolute, with strength of the will of making a change.

Our play was permitted to perform at last. I did surprisingly what I had never done before. I felt, however, puzzled. Was not I the introverted girl with few words?

Afterwards, I was recommended to take part in the OM competition on the behalf of school. This time, besides playwriting and directing, I had to act myself. After persuading the best dancer to join us, after staying at school during the winter vacation to make the props and scenery, and specially, after shutting myself in the empty classroom to shout freely and get a sense of my voice, the day finally came.

Catching our self-composed music, I , the angry teacher, took a breath and stroke onto the front stage. Ignoring the blurry faces of the great crowd, forgetting the tension totally, I rolled out my words, "scolding" the poor student. As if the laughter and noise came from another distant space, it was silent in my world, only my voice roaring. It sounded dareful and leaving slightest hesitation behind. At that moment, I was entirely free, without labels. I was not the shy girl in my parents' disappointed words, not the successful leader in teachers' eyes; I was the angry teacher;I was everybody;I was mere myself. I realized for the first time how deeply my parents' view influenced me as a little child. It was not the shyness or my light voice got in my way, but rejecting to accept my complete true self, which led to lose my confidence, hindered my pace.

I do not need a microphone;the effective one is already in my heart. I love my voice, no matter it is feeble or loud, soft or tough. It is just my own voice, making who I am.

Undergraduate / Harry Potter & Magic Power ; Denison "significant book" Supp [3]

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Briefly discuss a book you have read that had a significant impact on you. (1000 characters)

When I opened the first Harry Potter book reluctantly at the age of 11, I had no idea how everything would be changed in my life. Before that, I read most popular science books. Totally fascinated I immersed into the book unexpectedly. I could read it all day long as if I was enchanted by magic.

Not only a book, a vast world opened to me at that moment. After reading it, I found that novels are also a kind of interesting books. So I went to the library and picked up another book called Jane Eyre and thus began my reading journey as a literature lover. As I was so attracted to the magic world created in the book, I searched more about castles, swords and witch-hunting movement and found surprisingly the relationship to the medieval background. The finding aroused more curiosity. I discovered my passion in history and chose it as my major in 12th Grade. Moreover, remembering the magic power of words, I want to give others the same impact I was received. I am writhing my own fiction now.

Undergraduate / Zhi, picture story book/Whimsical ideas; MHC/ What you miss from Childhood? [3]

Please help me with my English language, like grammar, selection of words, sentence structure, etc.
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What do you miss most from your childhood?

I read a picture-story book called "Zhi" (paper in Chinese) when I was 7, which introduced how the ancient Chinese Cai Lun invented the paper. A question popped up in my mind: Is the papermaking process according to the book really feasible? (which was a bit unbelievable to me at that time.) Then I collected materials, put the paper pulp into a small glass bottle and carried it with me wherever I went. The little piece of gray crude paper now lying between the pages of my notebook told me the answer.

I was regarded as a child with whimsical ideas, which include but not limited to writing "observational reports" of my pet parrots, teaching the neighbors' kids by imitating the way the real teachers did when I was in the First Grade, and playing the roles in my imaginary legend by my hands. Now the wacky little girl living in my head comes out now and then, but I sometimes miss the time when she overwhelmed.