pdcohen
Apr 17, 2014
Scholarship / CHCI Scholarship; Mexico = Opportunities for the Future [4]
This is a wonderful essay! There is so much personal experience and feeling in it.
I have just a few suggestions. You should put spaces between the paragraphs. Also, the paragraph starting "The news hit me hard ..." gets a bit confusing because you move back and forth between describing your mother's sickness and your memory of Mexico. I suggest you separate these sections. Here's one possible edit:
The news hit me hard when I found out Mom had cancer. I watched her sleep the day away and grow increasingly skinny. For nearly two years, I watched her as she was wheeled in and out of chemotherapy treatments, never losing faith that tomorrow would be a better day. Each time, her smile shone with hope. [NOTE: You should let us know what happened to your mother. You have made us care about her!]
The sight of my mother's decline awoke the memories of my time in Guadalajara. I experienced the same helplessness that the children from my past must have felt. It motivated me to become a pediatrician. In a world where opportunity and success are very much linked to the stability of one's childhood, I aim to make as much of a difference in the lives of impoverished children as my mother's doctors did in mine as they worked tirelessly to save my entire world. I believe good health and peace of mind are sturdy foundations. With this scholarship, I will be one step closer to giving the children I see every day the fighting chance they deserve.
This is a wonderful essay! There is so much personal experience and feeling in it.
I have just a few suggestions. You should put spaces between the paragraphs. Also, the paragraph starting "The news hit me hard ..." gets a bit confusing because you move back and forth between describing your mother's sickness and your memory of Mexico. I suggest you separate these sections. Here's one possible edit:
The news hit me hard when I found out Mom had cancer. I watched her sleep the day away and grow increasingly skinny. For nearly two years, I watched her as she was wheeled in and out of chemotherapy treatments, never losing faith that tomorrow would be a better day. Each time, her smile shone with hope. [NOTE: You should let us know what happened to your mother. You have made us care about her!]
The sight of my mother's decline awoke the memories of my time in Guadalajara. I experienced the same helplessness that the children from my past must have felt. It motivated me to become a pediatrician. In a world where opportunity and success are very much linked to the stability of one's childhood, I aim to make as much of a difference in the lives of impoverished children as my mother's doctors did in mine as they worked tirelessly to save my entire world. I believe good health and peace of mind are sturdy foundations. With this scholarship, I will be one step closer to giving the children I see every day the fighting chance they deserve.