Essay On Loyola University

Loyola University. A school I want to be a part of. Loyola was the first school I visited, and one always remembers the first school that they visited. As my mother and I walked through the polar vortex, we encountered another daughter and her mother. We introduced each other, and it ends up that we used to live in the same area of Chicago; Oak Park. She told me that she was already accepted and was greatly considering committing. I started to get excited at the idea of being accepted to college, especially Loyola. I was beyond satisfied and happy by the tour of the campus. Our tour guide was a Sophomore at Loyola, and his energy really radiated. He explained that the sizes of most classes are small, and that allows professors to get to know their students by name and much more than classes of 100+
students. Knowing that I could potentially be a student at Loyola made me appreciate how classes at Loyola work.
I want to be in a class where I build a relationship with my professors. I’ve always wanted to go to a large school, with over 100+ students, in order to hide in the back and not participate. Participation has always been a struggle of mine, but going to college is also about transforming as a student, and developing skills that might have been lacked during high school. Going to smaller classes will force me to work on my participation skills, and I very much so enjoy building relationships with my teachers. Having a relationship with a teacher creates a sense of comfortableness, and enjoyment to school. I believe that I have built a strong relationship between all my teachers during high school, even if my participation has lacked while doing so. I also appreciated that Loyola is environmentally friendly. Our tour guide showed us the cafeteria that had floors made out of corks, and chairs made out of bottles. We tend to take the world we live in for granted, and I think that Loyola is doing a great job in showing the importance of taking care of the
environment.
However, my story doesn’t end there. It didn’t even start like that. My story started with doubts. As a Jew, born in Israel, I wasn’t excited to consider a Jesuit Catholic University. I assumed that if I attended a school that had a majority of Christians, I would somehow lose myself as an individual and I wouldn’t find people that I could connect to. It was my parents who pushed me to start an application and to visit the campus. After visiting Loyola, I realized that I was strongly mistaken. Loyola embraces and acknowledges ALL religions, races, and beliefs. Loyola offers events, classes, clubs, and activities for everyone. Even though Jews are a minority in the school, if I go to Loyola, I will participate in Jewish activities and represent my country and my beliefs. I also realized that it is OK to have doubts. Doubts make one think and question, but the fact that Loyola changed my mind about something so important to me (religion and beliefs) is truly amazing.