Please reflect on something you would like us to know about you that we might not learn from the rest of your application, or on something about which you would like to say more. You may write about anything-from personal experiences or goals to interests or intellectual pursuits.
my essay:
This summer was one of the busiest and most sensitive summers of my life. The days passed so fast that I did not understand how it finished. But there was one day among these days which is still in my mind, and I cannot forget it at least for months; the most highlighted day of summer 2015.
It was about ten days to reopening of schools. The youth cinema society of Kerman, where I took my film-making course, announced that in honor of national day of cinema, a group of volunteers could take part in a one-day trip to the southern and deprived areas of the province for the sake of being among the children of there; showing a movie, and giving them some educational gifts such as pencil, notebook etc. I really was interested in going there because I always wanted to see and experience the conditions of deprived areas; how people live there, how is their daily life, and what kind of people live there. Ultimately, fourteen people gathered, and to organize our trip, we had a session some days before the trip. We talked about gifts and materials which we wanted to take there. I volunteered to buy some notebooks. Furthermore, about the movie each of us suggested one. I thought since it was near the reopening of schools, and the audiences are children mostly, it would be better if we showed "Where Is the Friend's Home?" by Abbas Kiarostami. Fortunately, my suggestion was accepted, and I prepared the movie.
We started our trip at the four o'clock of Tuesday, September 15. We wanted to serve the breakfast among the children, and it was a three-hour trip. One of the most interesting parts of trip to me was the period we were at the route of there. Almost all of the route, I was listening to Yann Tiersen pieces. The combination of French music of Tiersen, watching the arid landscapes of the southern Iran, and the early morning's air and light truly was awesome and unique. Moreover, I was wondering how I should treat the children whose thoughts were completely different, and their values were different things.
We reached there and based on our program did our plans; giving the gifts, talking with children of there and answering their questions about cinema and other things, serving simple but delicious breakfast and lunch etc. Besides, the experience of watching a movie on the projector, in the middle of arid area and out of doors, and along with the children who really did not need an equipped hall to be overwhelmed by the movie, was another unique part of this trip.
The most valuable part of this memorable trip was knowing some of the children of there. Zahra was one of whom. She was nine years old and asked me how she can be a writer. It was really inspirational to me. I told her the things I knew; reading, some tutorial books. But she had not access to them, so I promised her I would send them to her as soon as I return to Kerman. Two days later, I posted her some books, and I will, anytime I can buy some new books. Only the possibility that she might be a writer with this help, makes me excited. Zahra was only one of those children. Each of the group members had something to do when they returned to Kerman.
Meeting those children, who were like myself ambitious, changed my mind. I was impressed by those children who even did not have accessibility to the basic things of their goals, but they had not left their goals and dreams. I learned that it does not matter where and with what kind of people you are living in this world, it is important that you think to your dreams and always attempt to find a line in order to make them real.
That night we were returning to Kerman, and like the morning, I was listening to Tiersen pieces and watching the route. But I was sure that I was not that man of morning; something had been changed.
my essay:
This summer was one of the busiest and most sensitive summers of my life. The days passed so fast that I did not understand how it finished. But there was one day among these days which is still in my mind, and I cannot forget it at least for months; the most highlighted day of summer 2015.
It was about ten days to reopening of schools. The youth cinema society of Kerman, where I took my film-making course, announced that in honor of national day of cinema, a group of volunteers could take part in a one-day trip to the southern and deprived areas of the province for the sake of being among the children of there; showing a movie, and giving them some educational gifts such as pencil, notebook etc. I really was interested in going there because I always wanted to see and experience the conditions of deprived areas; how people live there, how is their daily life, and what kind of people live there. Ultimately, fourteen people gathered, and to organize our trip, we had a session some days before the trip. We talked about gifts and materials which we wanted to take there. I volunteered to buy some notebooks. Furthermore, about the movie each of us suggested one. I thought since it was near the reopening of schools, and the audiences are children mostly, it would be better if we showed "Where Is the Friend's Home?" by Abbas Kiarostami. Fortunately, my suggestion was accepted, and I prepared the movie.
We started our trip at the four o'clock of Tuesday, September 15. We wanted to serve the breakfast among the children, and it was a three-hour trip. One of the most interesting parts of trip to me was the period we were at the route of there. Almost all of the route, I was listening to Yann Tiersen pieces. The combination of French music of Tiersen, watching the arid landscapes of the southern Iran, and the early morning's air and light truly was awesome and unique. Moreover, I was wondering how I should treat the children whose thoughts were completely different, and their values were different things.
We reached there and based on our program did our plans; giving the gifts, talking with children of there and answering their questions about cinema and other things, serving simple but delicious breakfast and lunch etc. Besides, the experience of watching a movie on the projector, in the middle of arid area and out of doors, and along with the children who really did not need an equipped hall to be overwhelmed by the movie, was another unique part of this trip.
The most valuable part of this memorable trip was knowing some of the children of there. Zahra was one of whom. She was nine years old and asked me how she can be a writer. It was really inspirational to me. I told her the things I knew; reading, some tutorial books. But she had not access to them, so I promised her I would send them to her as soon as I return to Kerman. Two days later, I posted her some books, and I will, anytime I can buy some new books. Only the possibility that she might be a writer with this help, makes me excited. Zahra was only one of those children. Each of the group members had something to do when they returned to Kerman.
Meeting those children, who were like myself ambitious, changed my mind. I was impressed by those children who even did not have accessibility to the basic things of their goals, but they had not left their goals and dreams. I learned that it does not matter where and with what kind of people you are living in this world, it is important that you think to your dreams and always attempt to find a line in order to make them real.
That night we were returning to Kerman, and like the morning, I was listening to Tiersen pieces and watching the route. But I was sure that I was not that man of morning; something had been changed.
