This is my first draft. Any comments or suggestions are welcome.Thanks!
BTW: I use a kind of connection to connect each paragraph, does it feel strange or misleading, or hard to understand? I'm not so sure about my connection part.
THX again!
PROMPT:
Required for all applicants: Considering both the specific undergraduate school to which you are applying and the unique aspects of the University of Pennsylvania, what do you hope to learn from and contribute to the Penn community? (Please answer in one page, approximately 500 words.)
I'm just a story-teller, sitting beside the window of my home on an early morning. I close my eyes and lose myself in the fascination with and desire to attend the University of Pennsylvania. I picture myself wandering among book shelves and appreciating the mixed fragrance of coffee and old books.
I become a student reading a book about human rights in the Van Pelt Library and heading for my minor theater arts course next hour. Just got stimulated on my sociology lecture by inspiring ideas of the extraordinarily intellectual professor and peers, I intend to shape my idea into words. I hope that with my enthusiasm and eagerness in learning, my research could not only further my study but also offer an innovative thought to this field. Reading a paragraph about the elderly in the book, I start to envision myself at a hospital of Philadelphia with an old man.
I become a volunteer, hearing an old man telling his miserable story with members of the Center for Advocacy for Rights and Interests of the Elderly. Have volunteered many years with the elderly in high school, I could better understand their feelings of life and feel the fulfillment of "giving while living". I go downstairs to answer a call, during which a student tells me that she is willing to donate her hair to Lock of Love, for our activity making wigs for kids who lose their hair because of disease. Hearing the cheers on the other side of the phone, I start to imagine myself be one of the cheering people, getting more excited as Quakers win every score.
I become a reporter of the Daily Pennsylvania, cheering for Quakers on a soccer game and preparing to conduct an interview with a star player after the game. I check my schedule to make sure that I won't miss our Bloomers show tonight. Although it's my first time to act here, I believe that with my passion and performing experience, I will blend in quickly and give a great performance. Noticing that there is a bag of spicy cookies in my pocket, I start to envisage myself with my Indonesian roommate who gave me this, sharing a leisure time together.
I become an amateur cooker, about to join my friends and let them try my Kung Pao Chicken. My roommate is talking about her idea about a new book while a guy from Spain says he prefers the original Spanish version. Another Bulgarian friend who major in East Asia Study asks me to tell more about where I come from after she amazingly narrates some Bulgarian legends. Having a sip of tea, I start to remind the time when I was in home two years ago, sitting alone beside the window of my house on an early morning
I become just a story-teller, telling you a story in which there is a girl who finds her life in Penn, to learn, to think, to feel, to give, to grow.
BTW: I use a kind of connection to connect each paragraph, does it feel strange or misleading, or hard to understand? I'm not so sure about my connection part.
THX again!
PROMPT:
Required for all applicants: Considering both the specific undergraduate school to which you are applying and the unique aspects of the University of Pennsylvania, what do you hope to learn from and contribute to the Penn community? (Please answer in one page, approximately 500 words.)
I'm just a story-teller, sitting beside the window of my home on an early morning. I close my eyes and lose myself in the fascination with and desire to attend the University of Pennsylvania. I picture myself wandering among book shelves and appreciating the mixed fragrance of coffee and old books.
I become a student reading a book about human rights in the Van Pelt Library and heading for my minor theater arts course next hour. Just got stimulated on my sociology lecture by inspiring ideas of the extraordinarily intellectual professor and peers, I intend to shape my idea into words. I hope that with my enthusiasm and eagerness in learning, my research could not only further my study but also offer an innovative thought to this field. Reading a paragraph about the elderly in the book, I start to envision myself at a hospital of Philadelphia with an old man.
I become a volunteer, hearing an old man telling his miserable story with members of the Center for Advocacy for Rights and Interests of the Elderly. Have volunteered many years with the elderly in high school, I could better understand their feelings of life and feel the fulfillment of "giving while living". I go downstairs to answer a call, during which a student tells me that she is willing to donate her hair to Lock of Love, for our activity making wigs for kids who lose their hair because of disease. Hearing the cheers on the other side of the phone, I start to imagine myself be one of the cheering people, getting more excited as Quakers win every score.
I become a reporter of the Daily Pennsylvania, cheering for Quakers on a soccer game and preparing to conduct an interview with a star player after the game. I check my schedule to make sure that I won't miss our Bloomers show tonight. Although it's my first time to act here, I believe that with my passion and performing experience, I will blend in quickly and give a great performance. Noticing that there is a bag of spicy cookies in my pocket, I start to envisage myself with my Indonesian roommate who gave me this, sharing a leisure time together.
I become an amateur cooker, about to join my friends and let them try my Kung Pao Chicken. My roommate is talking about her idea about a new book while a guy from Spain says he prefers the original Spanish version. Another Bulgarian friend who major in East Asia Study asks me to tell more about where I come from after she amazingly narrates some Bulgarian legends. Having a sip of tea, I start to remind the time when I was in home two years ago, sitting alone beside the window of my house on an early morning
I become just a story-teller, telling you a story in which there is a girl who finds her life in Penn, to learn, to think, to feel, to give, to grow.