Practice College Admission Essay
You’re six years old and you take a nap; you wake up and you’re eighteen. It seems like suddenly you are no longer able to dream with the imagination of an innocent child and must now grasp a hold of reality.
From the memories of childhood I will always reflect on there is one that I still sometimes find surprising. At six years old, on top of the world (not literally) I was sure I could accomplish everything. Being at that time the youngest talking and walking child in my family I was not always included in activities with my older cousins. On a windy afternoon at a lake in the midst of a family outing I sat back and observed as each of my young relatives dared each other to climb a tree that at my age was the representation of Mount Everest.
As they nearly finished I rose from my place and spoke “I can do that too!” Everyone laughed as they probably thought I was trying to humor them. One of my cousins said teasingly “No you can’t.” According to my mother those were the three words I loved to challenge most.
What I remember after that was the reaction they all shared. I can’t explain exactly how it was that I did it, but what I know is that in twenty minutes that felt like a lifetime I sat on one of the branches of the tree. I loved the feeling of proving people wrong, the feeling of showing them that I was capable even when they doubted me.
Now many things have changed. However, my persistence hasn’t; if anything it’s only grown. I realize now that my perseverance is what has kept me going all these years and that it is what will lunge me forward for the rest of my life. Letting parts of the past be indications of the future in a circumstance like this allows for a better path.
Focusing in sections of the past is not always a bad idea. It’s looking back to what we might not realize were wiser times. The child in us is bound to come out and play its role every once in a while. By incorporating characteristics, like in this case persistence, to my being I
From the memories of childhood I will always reflect on there is one that I still sometimes find surprising. At six years old, on top of the world (not literally) I was sure I could accomplish everything. Being at that time the youngest talking and walking child in my family I was not always included in activities with my older cousins. On a windy afternoon at a lake in the midst of a family outing I sat back and observed as each of my young relatives dared each other to climb a tree that at my age was the representation of Mount Everest.
As they nearly finished I rose from my place and spoke “I can do that too!” Everyone laughed as they probably thought I was trying to humor them. One of my cousins said teasingly “No you can’t.” According to my mother those were the three words I loved to challenge most.
What I remember after that was the reaction they all shared. I can’t explain exactly how it was that I did it, but what I know is that in twenty minutes that felt like a lifetime I sat on one of the branches of the tree. I loved the feeling of proving people wrong, the feeling of showing them that I was capable even when they doubted me.
Now many things have changed. However, my persistence hasn’t; if anything it’s only grown. I realize now that my perseverance is what has kept me going all these years and that it is what will lunge me forward for the rest of my life. Letting parts of the past be indications of the future in a circumstance like this allows for a better path.
Focusing in sections of the past is not always a bad idea. It’s looking back to what we might not realize were wiser times. The child in us is bound to come out and play its role every once in a while. By incorporating characteristics, like in this case persistence, to my being I