In an essay of no more than 500 words, please select three words that describe you best and tell us how you will use these qualities/characteristics to contribute fully to the BU community.
Alive, Surprising and Curious are three words that describe me best. I feel that any characteristic I embody can be stripped down to one of those words. I thought about the prompt all day and the words came to me as I paid special attention to everything I did.
Every Monday I wake up around six-thirty in the morning, shower, get dressed, grab some sugared-down coffee, jump in Burgy, my old Toyota Corolla, and drive the thirty-six miles to my school in San Francisco, CA. Though I didn't feel it right when I woke up, as I drove to school today, I felt alive. I was alive. Alive meaning that I am full of life; I am capable of anything.
Once I parked and walked into the Jewish Community High School of the Bay, greeted Bobby, my favorite security guard, and stuck my tongue out at DJ, the receptionist, it was time to go to Tefilah.
I grew up non-affiliated to Judaism, but for some reason, I woke up during my Freshman year at Folsom High School, surprised myself and decided to go to a Jewish School 136 miles away from home. Even though I grew up not knowing these morning prayers and hating them once I did learn about them, I surprised myself by catching on. Now I can lead morning prayers, only two short years from joining the quirky world of Judaism. I'm a surprising person. I like showing people that I am so much more than what they see and expect.
So today in Tefilah, I participated like usual, but not with the monotonous, know-it-all tone I usually have. I was enticed by my own knowledge and, I guess, surprised at how alive I felt.
Next period, my AP Biology class was gathering around my teacher who had a dead chicken on a cutting board. Gross, was my first thought. Then, my teacher started to take it apart. I was so curious. My finger was almost chopped off because I grabbed for the liver before she put the knife down. My gag reflex disappeared because I was so intrigued with the inner workings of a seemingly simple animal. For two seconds, I wanted to rip my own rib cage open, just see what it looked like. Thankfully we have a 3D human body diagram in the classroom to stop curious kids like me.
Later, like every Monday, the student government, met at lunch. I am the Student Activities Executive. Knesset brings out my curiosity in others opinions and I am able to surprise my peers with great ideas and successful mediation. Leading my peers and representing their voice to the administration makes me feel alive.
Boston University, in my opinion, needs alive minds. Not that the University is looking for cadavers. BU is the best place for kids who can identify the fire inside of them, the burning passion to learn and understand the world. Every morning I wake up with that consuming and contagious determination in my heart. My school has successfully managed to bring out my curiosity, not just in academics, but also in life. I don't ask for answers; I find them myself. It surprises me everyday where my curiosity and need to feel alive take me.
Help! I need to cut down almost 50 words.
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Alive, Surprising and Curious are three words that describe me best. I feel that any characteristic I embody can be stripped down to one of those words. I thought about the prompt all day and the words came to me as I paid special attention to everything I did.
Every Monday I wake up around six-thirty in the morning, shower, get dressed, grab some sugared-down coffee, jump in Burgy, my old Toyota Corolla, and drive the thirty-six miles to my school in San Francisco, CA. Though I didn't feel it right when I woke up, as I drove to school today, I felt alive. I was alive. Alive meaning that I am full of life; I am capable of anything.
Once I parked and walked into the Jewish Community High School of the Bay, greeted Bobby, my favorite security guard, and stuck my tongue out at DJ, the receptionist, it was time to go to Tefilah.
I grew up non-affiliated to Judaism, but for some reason, I woke up during my Freshman year at Folsom High School, surprised myself and decided to go to a Jewish School 136 miles away from home. Even though I grew up not knowing these morning prayers and hating them once I did learn about them, I surprised myself by catching on. Now I can lead morning prayers, only two short years from joining the quirky world of Judaism. I'm a surprising person. I like showing people that I am so much more than what they see and expect.
So today in Tefilah, I participated like usual, but not with the monotonous, know-it-all tone I usually have. I was enticed by my own knowledge and, I guess, surprised at how alive I felt.
Next period, my AP Biology class was gathering around my teacher who had a dead chicken on a cutting board. Gross, was my first thought. Then, my teacher started to take it apart. I was so curious. My finger was almost chopped off because I grabbed for the liver before she put the knife down. My gag reflex disappeared because I was so intrigued with the inner workings of a seemingly simple animal. For two seconds, I wanted to rip my own rib cage open, just see what it looked like. Thankfully we have a 3D human body diagram in the classroom to stop curious kids like me.
Later, like every Monday, the student government, met at lunch. I am the Student Activities Executive. Knesset brings out my curiosity in others opinions and I am able to surprise my peers with great ideas and successful mediation. Leading my peers and representing their voice to the administration makes me feel alive.
Boston University, in my opinion, needs alive minds. Not that the University is looking for cadavers. BU is the best place for kids who can identify the fire inside of them, the burning passion to learn and understand the world. Every morning I wake up with that consuming and contagious determination in my heart. My school has successfully managed to bring out my curiosity, not just in academics, but also in life. I don't ask for answers; I find them myself. It surprises me everyday where my curiosity and need to feel alive take me.
Help! I need to cut down almost 50 words.
All criticism is welcomed. Be as harsh as needed.
Leave links to your essays, I will comment back.