I spent hours trying to choose a topic - for those who have tried, you know this prompt is very difficult! Please criticize it, feel free to point out flaws, I know it's all out of love. This is the third short essay (~350 words) for the Stanford Supplement, and it was definitely the hardest essay for me. For all criticisms, be sure to keep in mind that I barely make the character cutoff.
What matters to you, and why?
There have been times in my life in which I have fallen or failed, times in which I had no friends to turn to, times in which I saw my dreams as unattainable. Throughout my trials and tribulations, my family has been there for me, even when I didn't reciprocate that support. My family is a unit in which I am free to dream, to talk, to be who I want to be. Without a doubt, family matters most to me.
I come from a family of fourteen children. There is hardly a quiet moment; I am never alone. I once complained about my family, but I have come to realize that family has been the most important part of my life. Without family, I would never dream or achieve as I do. They have always been there to encourage and inspire.
I first realized this importance when I was in 7th grade. Three years before, my older sister, Sarah, had been diagnosed with juvenile dermatomyositis, causing her skin to have a constant rash and her to gain much weight. This drew much teasing from peers, and Sarah came home crying many times. I never took action. In seventh grade, I realized that Sarah is part of my family, that foundation of love and encouragement. I was ashamed that I wasn't returning that love and support. I started to stand up for her. Many "friends" responded bitterly; I became a new target. I never regretted a single action I did or word I said in defense of my sister. Whenever I did something for Sarah, I never told her - I wasn't doing this because I wanted to show her I loved her; I was doing it simply because I did love her. I continued protecting my sister even after she conquered her disease. Through this reciprocation of love, I realized the critical role family holds.
My family unceasingly encourages me and provides for me physically and emotionally. There are no words I can ever use to express my appreciation for what they are and always will be to me. Whenever I need a shoulder to lean on, a helping hand, or a listening ear, my family is always there when no one else is.
Thanks in advance for your help!
What matters to you, and why?
There have been times in my life in which I have fallen or failed, times in which I had no friends to turn to, times in which I saw my dreams as unattainable. Throughout my trials and tribulations, my family has been there for me, even when I didn't reciprocate that support. My family is a unit in which I am free to dream, to talk, to be who I want to be. Without a doubt, family matters most to me.
I come from a family of fourteen children. There is hardly a quiet moment; I am never alone. I once complained about my family, but I have come to realize that family has been the most important part of my life. Without family, I would never dream or achieve as I do. They have always been there to encourage and inspire.
I first realized this importance when I was in 7th grade. Three years before, my older sister, Sarah, had been diagnosed with juvenile dermatomyositis, causing her skin to have a constant rash and her to gain much weight. This drew much teasing from peers, and Sarah came home crying many times. I never took action. In seventh grade, I realized that Sarah is part of my family, that foundation of love and encouragement. I was ashamed that I wasn't returning that love and support. I started to stand up for her. Many "friends" responded bitterly; I became a new target. I never regretted a single action I did or word I said in defense of my sister. Whenever I did something for Sarah, I never told her - I wasn't doing this because I wanted to show her I loved her; I was doing it simply because I did love her. I continued protecting my sister even after she conquered her disease. Through this reciprocation of love, I realized the critical role family holds.
My family unceasingly encourages me and provides for me physically and emotionally. There are no words I can ever use to express my appreciation for what they are and always will be to me. Whenever I need a shoulder to lean on, a helping hand, or a listening ear, my family is always there when no one else is.
Thanks in advance for your help!