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Evaluate a significant experience, achievement, risk you have taken, or ethical dilemma you have faced and its impact on you.
The Value of Time
I stared in awe as he shifted his tiny feet towards me; at that moment, I understood that each minute, each hour spent with him had not gone to waste.
While other students begin their high school career in sports or clubs, I spent a majority of time at home, caring for my baby nephew. With both parents at work and my sister attending evening classes, I was given the responsibility of babysitter. Initially, I felt imprisoned, forced to forgo my freedoms. I questioned why I should suffer for my sister's mistake. Six hours of daily, absolute dread, unable to complete schoolwork under the constant wailing and bawling of my nephew. Undisciplined in childcare, each day would bring a plethora of new concerns from changing diapers to providing meals. Not only was my babysitting fledgling at best, my time management had yet to evolve to fit high school standards; numerous nights were filled with curses and tirades as I scribbled away at my homework with what few hours I had left to spare. Life became unbearable, and my time only seemed to dwindle away.
As freshman year progressed, my existence seemed repetitious; every day was a routine that I was required to overcome. As I entered my home, my sister would hastily grab her schoolbag, dashing out the door. Immediately I was left in charge of the household, barely able to switch from a meager student to a responsible adult. The hours flitted by as I periodically changed diapers, made spoonfuls of food into airplanes, and soothed piercing cries. With evening approaching, the garage door creaked open, signaling the arrival of my parents and an end to my post. As I collapsed onto my bed, I felt raw and exhausted. Weeks seemed like days-time itself irritated me as selfish thoughts flooded my mind. My life appeared fruitless; I felt my time was wasted on my nephew.
That day seemed no different. As I was preparing lunch, I noticed the baby was peculiarly quiet. In a fit of worry, I bolted to the family room to see my nephew... standing. I marveled for what seemed like hours as he took his first step, reaching a significant milestone in both our lives. Suddenly, I realized how mistaken I had been. Although I believed those weeks were wasted, each second spent interacting with my nephew had manifested itself in this moment. I recognized the full potential of my time-not only in my life, but in others' lives.
Nonetheless, this moment was more than a mere memory. This experience influenced who I am today. Now, I aspire to serve others in hopes that my efforts will influence their lives. Be it at the local hospital, volunteer events, or simply tutoring peers, I persevere in my purpose of aiding others. Even the most trivial of tasks can result in global impacts-this in mind, I am thrilled to see how this concept will drive me in college.
Evaluate a significant experience, achievement, risk you have taken, or ethical dilemma you have faced and its impact on you.
The Value of Time
I stared in awe as he shifted his tiny feet towards me; at that moment, I understood that each minute, each hour spent with him had not gone to waste.
While other students begin their high school career in sports or clubs, I spent a majority of time at home, caring for my baby nephew. With both parents at work and my sister attending evening classes, I was given the responsibility of babysitter. Initially, I felt imprisoned, forced to forgo my freedoms. I questioned why I should suffer for my sister's mistake. Six hours of daily, absolute dread, unable to complete schoolwork under the constant wailing and bawling of my nephew. Undisciplined in childcare, each day would bring a plethora of new concerns from changing diapers to providing meals. Not only was my babysitting fledgling at best, my time management had yet to evolve to fit high school standards; numerous nights were filled with curses and tirades as I scribbled away at my homework with what few hours I had left to spare. Life became unbearable, and my time only seemed to dwindle away.
As freshman year progressed, my existence seemed repetitious; every day was a routine that I was required to overcome. As I entered my home, my sister would hastily grab her schoolbag, dashing out the door. Immediately I was left in charge of the household, barely able to switch from a meager student to a responsible adult. The hours flitted by as I periodically changed diapers, made spoonfuls of food into airplanes, and soothed piercing cries. With evening approaching, the garage door creaked open, signaling the arrival of my parents and an end to my post. As I collapsed onto my bed, I felt raw and exhausted. Weeks seemed like days-time itself irritated me as selfish thoughts flooded my mind. My life appeared fruitless; I felt my time was wasted on my nephew.
That day seemed no different. As I was preparing lunch, I noticed the baby was peculiarly quiet. In a fit of worry, I bolted to the family room to see my nephew... standing. I marveled for what seemed like hours as he took his first step, reaching a significant milestone in both our lives. Suddenly, I realized how mistaken I had been. Although I believed those weeks were wasted, each second spent interacting with my nephew had manifested itself in this moment. I recognized the full potential of my time-not only in my life, but in others' lives.
Nonetheless, this moment was more than a mere memory. This experience influenced who I am today. Now, I aspire to serve others in hopes that my efforts will influence their lives. Be it at the local hospital, volunteer events, or simply tutoring peers, I persevere in my purpose of aiding others. Even the most trivial of tasks can result in global impacts-this in mind, I am thrilled to see how this concept will drive me in college.
