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There is a Quaker saying: ''Let your life speak.'' Describe the environment in which you were raised--your family, home, neighborhood or community--and how it influenced the person you are today. (200 words)
I disliked pre-school. I remember crying every morning and refusing to get out of bed on a school day. This trick worked exceptionally well. My parents pulled me out after a week's unpleasantness. Both of my parents worked long shifts. My father is a heart surgeon and my mother an engineer. As a result, they'd take me to work when there's no one to take care of me during the day. Some of my earliest recollections include seeing a black film of a living ghost in the hospital ward, and some blue papers with lines and numbers and bizarre shapes on it at my mother's engineering firm. I later discovered what x-ray film and blueprints are, and the fact that living ghosts never existed in reality. As I grew older and started school, I'd still go hang around at my parent's workplace sometimes. Whether it was helping nurses fill out patient chart, observing the making of blueprints, or assisting father dissect a pig heart for his research, there was always something to satisfy my seemingly uncontainable curiosity. My time at my parents workplace opened my eyes to a whole new world outside classroom, and showed me in more ways than one that the most valuable knowledge always comes from experience. As I'm about to embark on a new journey, I impatiently await the experience that lies ahead at Tufts that will expand my knowledge and enrich my life.
There is a Quaker saying: ''Let your life speak.'' Describe the environment in which you were raised--your family, home, neighborhood or community--and how it influenced the person you are today. (200 words)
I disliked pre-school. I remember crying every morning and refusing to get out of bed on a school day. This trick worked exceptionally well. My parents pulled me out after a week's unpleasantness. Both of my parents worked long shifts. My father is a heart surgeon and my mother an engineer. As a result, they'd take me to work when there's no one to take care of me during the day. Some of my earliest recollections include seeing a black film of a living ghost in the hospital ward, and some blue papers with lines and numbers and bizarre shapes on it at my mother's engineering firm. I later discovered what x-ray film and blueprints are, and the fact that living ghosts never existed in reality. As I grew older and started school, I'd still go hang around at my parent's workplace sometimes. Whether it was helping nurses fill out patient chart, observing the making of blueprints, or assisting father dissect a pig heart for his research, there was always something to satisfy my seemingly uncontainable curiosity. My time at my parents workplace opened my eyes to a whole new world outside classroom, and showed me in more ways than one that the most valuable knowledge always comes from experience. As I'm about to embark on a new journey, I impatiently await the experience that lies ahead at Tufts that will expand my knowledge and enrich my life.
