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1. One of the principles of Villanova, as an Augustinian university founded on the teachings of St. Augustine is that students and faculty learn from each other. As you imagine yourself as a member of the Villanova community, what is one lesson that you have learned in your life that you will want to share with others.
Before my grandfather passed away, I would always visit him during school vacations eager to go on adventures with him and also listen to him tell his many stories. During my many visits he would do so many fun things like bringing me to the Ghibili Museum to see the characters from my favorite movies at the time, or teaching me judo moves since he was a Sandan or third grade black belt. My grandfather also taught me the seven virtues of bushido which was the samurai's moral code, rectitude, courage, benevolence, respect, honesty, honor, and loyalty stressing that I live by it everyday so I wouldn't fall from the path of right and into the path of wrong. For my grandfather honesty and honor were the most important and he would always tell me "Bushi no ichigon kintetsu no gotoshi" which literally meant a warrior's word should be as unchanging and as reliable as the gold in his purse and the steel of his sword and so if I must say something than I should mean it with all of my heart. I wanted to be so much like my grandfather that I embraced everything he taught me wholeheartedly. However my world completely flipped over when my grandfather passed away from a heart failure. The last time I was with him I made him a promise that I would uphold his values and teachings in order to be a good man like him. When he passed away I tried to live by his teachings everyday, but there were times when I feel like I had forsaken my grandfather through my actions. One of these times was during my 8th grade year when I had broken my teacher's favorite figure and I lied when she had asked me about it. I had felt bad when I first told the lie but as time went on my memory went back to me making that promise to my grandfather on his deathbed and I felt like I had dishonored myself and my grandfather which made me sick to the stomach thinking I would stoop so low as to do such a thing. And so I told my teacher the next day apologizing for my actions and getting extra work to do. As I did my extra work I felt that the work was worth it since I had restored my honor and had upheld the values of my grandfather.