Describe the world you come from; for example, your family, clubs, school, community, city, or town. How has that world shaped your dreams and aspirations?(*) (200-250 words)
A grey, smoggy, lego city with flat roofs and dapples of color speckled out randomly. I was born in Tehran.
As far back as I can remember, there has always been music in my home. Whether it was the sound of my sisters piano, my mothers singing or my brothers guitar I could always hear beautiful melodies. Naturally, as I grew up I learned to appreciate art and creativity. I was curios as to how such beauty was created.
Because of the fact that there aren't many places where people can meet and socialize in Tehran, most of the socializing usually takes place in parties and gatherings. And this forces many to be open minded and inviting towards other people. Which, can lead to interesting ends. You never know who you're going to meet. In my case, this is how I was introduced to my musician friends who later became very famous in Tehran. Their mixture of funky Jazz and Iranian folk music, turned them into an icon in Tehran's underground music community. They gave me a whole new perspective on the world. They taught me that sometimes, in order to understand a piece of art, one should ignore the details.
At tenth grade I was introduced to calculus. I didn't really understand anything until my math teacher started to help me. I enjoyed mathematics very much. It, also was an art. My math teacher taught me many things, but probably the most important of them is that, to understand somethings, details are all that matter.
I think living in Tehran has helped me grasp the concept that, the world we live in, is nothing more than one big art show waiting to be noticed. And sometimes, some parts of it does.
What can be done to improve it?
Does it successfully answer the question?
Be critical please.
A grey, smoggy, lego city with flat roofs and dapples of color speckled out randomly. I was born in Tehran.
As far back as I can remember, there has always been music in my home. Whether it was the sound of my sisters piano, my mothers singing or my brothers guitar I could always hear beautiful melodies. Naturally, as I grew up I learned to appreciate art and creativity. I was curios as to how such beauty was created.
Because of the fact that there aren't many places where people can meet and socialize in Tehran, most of the socializing usually takes place in parties and gatherings. And this forces many to be open minded and inviting towards other people. Which, can lead to interesting ends. You never know who you're going to meet. In my case, this is how I was introduced to my musician friends who later became very famous in Tehran. Their mixture of funky Jazz and Iranian folk music, turned them into an icon in Tehran's underground music community. They gave me a whole new perspective on the world. They taught me that sometimes, in order to understand a piece of art, one should ignore the details.
At tenth grade I was introduced to calculus. I didn't really understand anything until my math teacher started to help me. I enjoyed mathematics very much. It, also was an art. My math teacher taught me many things, but probably the most important of them is that, to understand somethings, details are all that matter.
I think living in Tehran has helped me grasp the concept that, the world we live in, is nothing more than one big art show waiting to be noticed. And sometimes, some parts of it does.
What can be done to improve it?
Does it successfully answer the question?
Be critical please.