Option 4 - Using a favorite quotation from an essay or book you have read in the last three years as a jumping off point, tell us about an event or experience that helped you define one of your values or changed how you approach the world. Please write the quotation at the beginning of your essay.
"Equality may perhaps be a right, but no power on Earth can ever turn it into a fact"
-Honore de Balzac excerpt from "The Duchess of Langeais"
"What the hell? Why did my classmate get an A+ on his project while I only got a B?" I had been robbed. Before my new teacher could answer the question, I showed him the base of the paper prism. The name on the base of the prism was the only difference between our projects. My classmate had stolen my project and wrote his name over my own. I have heard of cheaters getting the same grade as the person they cheated off of, but a whole letter grade better? It was the same project. The teacher only started last week, so it is not like he had favorites. I was no able to come up with a logical explanation for this anomaly.
I had been betrayed. Schools have preached to me all my life about the equality of all students despite their background. Yet here I stand in a situation that goes against everything they have ever told me. I would not have been as surprised if this happened to me anywhere else, but this was in school regarding a teacher. Ever since I was little I always saw my school as a second home where I could feel safe. I could let my guard down in school, because everyone was the same. This happened in my second home by a teacher. They are not supposed to see color, race, ethnicity, or background. They are supposed to see each and every student the same way.
I began to question all of the grades I had received in the past couple of years. Were they all altered by the color of my background? These questions still plague me to this day. I believe that incident was caused due to the color of my skin, but I feat that I will never truly know. I do not believe that all my teachers are like him. I do not even believe that any are like him. My faith in my teachers' integrity and my school are still strong. I still feel very comfortable there, but I keep my head on a swivel, reminding myself that no place is perfect and these things can happen.
"Equality may perhaps be a right, but no power on Earth can ever turn it into a fact"
-Honore de Balzac excerpt from "The Duchess of Langeais"
"What the hell? Why did my classmate get an A+ on his project while I only got a B?" I had been robbed. Before my new teacher could answer the question, I showed him the base of the paper prism. The name on the base of the prism was the only difference between our projects. My classmate had stolen my project and wrote his name over my own. I have heard of cheaters getting the same grade as the person they cheated off of, but a whole letter grade better? It was the same project. The teacher only started last week, so it is not like he had favorites. I was no able to come up with a logical explanation for this anomaly.
I had been betrayed. Schools have preached to me all my life about the equality of all students despite their background. Yet here I stand in a situation that goes against everything they have ever told me. I would not have been as surprised if this happened to me anywhere else, but this was in school regarding a teacher. Ever since I was little I always saw my school as a second home where I could feel safe. I could let my guard down in school, because everyone was the same. This happened in my second home by a teacher. They are not supposed to see color, race, ethnicity, or background. They are supposed to see each and every student the same way.
I began to question all of the grades I had received in the past couple of years. Were they all altered by the color of my background? These questions still plague me to this day. I believe that incident was caused due to the color of my skin, but I feat that I will never truly know. I do not believe that all my teachers are like him. I do not even believe that any are like him. My faith in my teachers' integrity and my school are still strong. I still feel very comfortable there, but I keep my head on a swivel, reminding myself that no place is perfect and these things can happen.