Makes sense to me, but I'm not sure if it will to others. Haven't really finished, so suggesstions, changes, etc. are much appreciated.
Prompt: Stanford students are widely known to possess a sense of intellectual vitality. Tell us about an idea or an experience you have had that you find intellectually engaging.
As I look out the window of my room, there's an entire world out there- wind tickling the leaves that survived the last freeze, my neighbors playing tag in their backyard, and so on. Yet, as I look out, all I can really focus on is my old soccer goal resting up against the fence in the far reaches of my backyard. Worn and tattered after years of use, it holds more significance now than ever. It's very clichï, but moments like this really force one to reflect upon an experience, for better or worse.
From the age of 3 up until a year ago, I knew I was going to go to college to play soccer. I took all the right steps to achieve my dream, playing soccer year-round at the highest levels available to me: Olympic development teams, regional premiere teams with older kids, and even training within the youth national team pool. I was so close
to making my dream a reality, everything was starting to come together.
Inside the goal, though, there is a soccer ball, and it is flat. I can't help but think about Stephen Colbert's commencement speech on YouTube, where he said, "Thankfully, dreams can change. If they didn't we'd have a bunch of cowboys and princesses running around."
My dream drove me to achieve; that saggy soccer ball did more for me than any Model UN, debate club, or math team. It taught me about being passionate about what you're doing and giving it everything you've got. And that is why I decided to change my dream of playing soccer in college. I now know it wasn't the game of soccer I was in love with but the idea of being the best at something. I am not bitter, though; I can appreciate the beautiful game now more than ever, my dream of playing college soccer was my train, and as the conductor of the Polar Express wisely said, "The thing about trains... It doesn't matter where they're going. What matters is deciding to get on." I'm certainly glad I got on, for it has enabled me to pursue my new dream: attending Stanford University as a student, not an athlete.
Prompt: Stanford students are widely known to possess a sense of intellectual vitality. Tell us about an idea or an experience you have had that you find intellectually engaging.
As I look out the window of my room, there's an entire world out there- wind tickling the leaves that survived the last freeze, my neighbors playing tag in their backyard, and so on. Yet, as I look out, all I can really focus on is my old soccer goal resting up against the fence in the far reaches of my backyard. Worn and tattered after years of use, it holds more significance now than ever. It's very clichï, but moments like this really force one to reflect upon an experience, for better or worse.
From the age of 3 up until a year ago, I knew I was going to go to college to play soccer. I took all the right steps to achieve my dream, playing soccer year-round at the highest levels available to me: Olympic development teams, regional premiere teams with older kids, and even training within the youth national team pool. I was so close
to making my dream a reality, everything was starting to come together.
Inside the goal, though, there is a soccer ball, and it is flat. I can't help but think about Stephen Colbert's commencement speech on YouTube, where he said, "Thankfully, dreams can change. If they didn't we'd have a bunch of cowboys and princesses running around."
My dream drove me to achieve; that saggy soccer ball did more for me than any Model UN, debate club, or math team. It taught me about being passionate about what you're doing and giving it everything you've got. And that is why I decided to change my dream of playing soccer in college. I now know it wasn't the game of soccer I was in love with but the idea of being the best at something. I am not bitter, though; I can appreciate the beautiful game now more than ever, my dream of playing college soccer was my train, and as the conductor of the Polar Express wisely said, "The thing about trains... It doesn't matter where they're going. What matters is deciding to get on." I'm certainly glad I got on, for it has enabled me to pursue my new dream: attending Stanford University as a student, not an athlete.