Prompt # Describe the world you come from - for example, your family, community or school - and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations.
Hi this is my uc essay for prompt #1, please tell me all the problems with it such as grammar and topic. I don't know if i answered the prompt correctly. Just please give me honest feedback and how i can improve it. Thanks!
"Mom, why are we moving again?" I lost count on how many times I've said this phrase over the years. Every time I asked my parents, they never gave me a clear answer. I felt like we were running away from something, at the time me and my brother were too young to understand anything. We would move every one to two years into another city. I've lived in many parts of the bay area such as San Jose, Daly city, and even Palo Alto. The furthest I've ever live in was Houston,Texas. As I grew older, now nearing the adult age of eighteen. I understand the hardships and sacrifices my parents had made.
Although I haven't ask my parents the question for sometime, I understood all the reasons why we went through the transitions frequently. As general as it may sound, my father had been laid off several times. My parents were immigrants from Vietnam, so there english was not great which made it hard to find stable jobs. Even though both my parents passed the citizen test; job searching heavily depended on english skills.
On the subject of moving, I had to discard most of my possessions since we could not take them. I threw away several toys and other sentimental items which made the transition much harder than it already was. I became unhappy when we moved, it affected my childhood since it wasn't normal. I believe it wasn't right for a growing ten year old to make new friends every year and learn how to fit in with the right social groups. I cried every time when my parents announced we were moving again. The process itself is quite tedious as we pack our possessions and go through the embarrassing withdrawal of me from my school. Sure, I had my brother Teddy along the way, but I knew he had the same feelings I had.
For one thing, moving was pretty rough for me and my two brothers Teddy and Tommy. Since we relocated into multiple homes and apartments, schools were nothing new to us. The first few times, moving was terrible but we realize it allowed us to learn new cultures and perspectives. I was able to participate in new experiences and meet many wonderful people. Although it's unfortunate to become friends and leave shortly after, my brother and I had the pleasure of becoming a different persona each time. Throughout all the transitions, I never fully understood why certain people do things or why they acted the way they do. Every time I moved, I truly believe I am a better person than I was coming in. I was able to reinvent myself from personality to appearance. Some people may say it's my lost, but I believe its my gain.
It was the constant moving and financial problems that made the biggest contribution to the person I am today. I am not wealthy nor am I the smartest person in the world. But I am happy because I learned to make the most of something even when there isn't much to it. I understand why my parents forced us to move often. Moving helped me understand their situation in a mature way instead of the way I should have acted, angry. I look forward to a new world in which I will start, even if obstacles are sure to come.
Hi this is my uc essay for prompt #1, please tell me all the problems with it such as grammar and topic. I don't know if i answered the prompt correctly. Just please give me honest feedback and how i can improve it. Thanks!
"Mom, why are we moving again?" I lost count on how many times I've said this phrase over the years. Every time I asked my parents, they never gave me a clear answer. I felt like we were running away from something, at the time me and my brother were too young to understand anything. We would move every one to two years into another city. I've lived in many parts of the bay area such as San Jose, Daly city, and even Palo Alto. The furthest I've ever live in was Houston,Texas. As I grew older, now nearing the adult age of eighteen. I understand the hardships and sacrifices my parents had made.
Although I haven't ask my parents the question for sometime, I understood all the reasons why we went through the transitions frequently. As general as it may sound, my father had been laid off several times. My parents were immigrants from Vietnam, so there english was not great which made it hard to find stable jobs. Even though both my parents passed the citizen test; job searching heavily depended on english skills.
On the subject of moving, I had to discard most of my possessions since we could not take them. I threw away several toys and other sentimental items which made the transition much harder than it already was. I became unhappy when we moved, it affected my childhood since it wasn't normal. I believe it wasn't right for a growing ten year old to make new friends every year and learn how to fit in with the right social groups. I cried every time when my parents announced we were moving again. The process itself is quite tedious as we pack our possessions and go through the embarrassing withdrawal of me from my school. Sure, I had my brother Teddy along the way, but I knew he had the same feelings I had.
For one thing, moving was pretty rough for me and my two brothers Teddy and Tommy. Since we relocated into multiple homes and apartments, schools were nothing new to us. The first few times, moving was terrible but we realize it allowed us to learn new cultures and perspectives. I was able to participate in new experiences and meet many wonderful people. Although it's unfortunate to become friends and leave shortly after, my brother and I had the pleasure of becoming a different persona each time. Throughout all the transitions, I never fully understood why certain people do things or why they acted the way they do. Every time I moved, I truly believe I am a better person than I was coming in. I was able to reinvent myself from personality to appearance. Some people may say it's my lost, but I believe its my gain.
It was the constant moving and financial problems that made the biggest contribution to the person I am today. I am not wealthy nor am I the smartest person in the world. But I am happy because I learned to make the most of something even when there isn't much to it. I understand why my parents forced us to move often. Moving helped me understand their situation in a mature way instead of the way I should have acted, angry. I look forward to a new world in which I will start, even if obstacles are sure to come.