This is basically a general short essay that I want to use for many colleges but if chosen a promt it may go well with:
Evaluate a significant experience, achievement, risk you have taken, or ethical dilemma you have faced and its impact on you.
Four years ago, my dad came up with the idea of biking through the five boroughs of NYC. "It'll be a different way to experience the city. C'mon it'll be fun," said my dad and, like most other times, I accepted his challenge. Little did I know that it would be one of the most physically challenging events I could have imagined. We were up and out early that spring morning. We got our rusty bikes in the car, and drove to Battery Park. Concealed alongside hundreds of Bike New York participants, we were as ready as we could be for the challenge. It was thrilling at first: riding on Sixth Avenue without a care in the world; soaring over the mammoth Queensboro Bridge. Just getting to feel the descent, and letting go of the pedal was a reward within itself; climbing the bridge in the first place was tough, at times I couldn't do anymore but instead had to walk up some of the way. But even as arduous as those 21 miles were, I didn't give in to any shortcuts and most definitely did not leave the tour when I was tempted to do so. Giving up is just not a part of who I am and now I realize that this was the first occasion in which I truly cherished it. Instead, I always seem to find a way to motivate myself and to reload my drive to achieve my goals. To finish the other half of the event: I stocked up energy by drinking as much water I could and devouring the bananas and granola bars provided at each rest stop; and kept encouraging myself that I will finish. Worrying, my dad kept reassuring me that it was okay to abandon the 42 mile ride; after all, we didn't even practice and we were not, in any way, fit for it. Nevertheless, I continued. Last test: the Verrazano Bridge, all we had to do was cross this behemoth and the finish line was right on the other side. The climb to the top seemed almost impossible, but, sweating and barely feeling my legs, I made it up. I got on the bike, feeling relieved while descending, and pondered how I had gotten to the finish line (even if we arrived two hours after the scheduled parade). I realized that it was my most valued personality trait that aided me through the tour with triumph: perseverance.
I'm trying to make it more personal but can't find a way to do so. And maybe a criticism would be that I should expand more on my preservarence, right?
but is this "essay" going someplace or should i just scrap it and start all over again?
Evaluate a significant experience, achievement, risk you have taken, or ethical dilemma you have faced and its impact on you.
Four years ago, my dad came up with the idea of biking through the five boroughs of NYC. "It'll be a different way to experience the city. C'mon it'll be fun," said my dad and, like most other times, I accepted his challenge. Little did I know that it would be one of the most physically challenging events I could have imagined. We were up and out early that spring morning. We got our rusty bikes in the car, and drove to Battery Park. Concealed alongside hundreds of Bike New York participants, we were as ready as we could be for the challenge. It was thrilling at first: riding on Sixth Avenue without a care in the world; soaring over the mammoth Queensboro Bridge. Just getting to feel the descent, and letting go of the pedal was a reward within itself; climbing the bridge in the first place was tough, at times I couldn't do anymore but instead had to walk up some of the way. But even as arduous as those 21 miles were, I didn't give in to any shortcuts and most definitely did not leave the tour when I was tempted to do so. Giving up is just not a part of who I am and now I realize that this was the first occasion in which I truly cherished it. Instead, I always seem to find a way to motivate myself and to reload my drive to achieve my goals. To finish the other half of the event: I stocked up energy by drinking as much water I could and devouring the bananas and granola bars provided at each rest stop; and kept encouraging myself that I will finish. Worrying, my dad kept reassuring me that it was okay to abandon the 42 mile ride; after all, we didn't even practice and we were not, in any way, fit for it. Nevertheless, I continued. Last test: the Verrazano Bridge, all we had to do was cross this behemoth and the finish line was right on the other side. The climb to the top seemed almost impossible, but, sweating and barely feeling my legs, I made it up. I got on the bike, feeling relieved while descending, and pondered how I had gotten to the finish line (even if we arrived two hours after the scheduled parade). I realized that it was my most valued personality trait that aided me through the tour with triumph: perseverance.
I'm trying to make it more personal but can't find a way to do so. And maybe a criticism would be that I should expand more on my preservarence, right?
but is this "essay" going someplace or should i just scrap it and start all over again?
