Chances for Harvard, Wesleyan (CT) and Brown.

<p>Basically, I incredibly underperformed in high school, didn't do my homework, but sat home and taught myself french and german to the point of near fluency (fluent in reading and writing, certainly), and spent hours writing literary and philosophical essays. I intend to major in french. I am already graduated and in my gap year.</p>

<p>GPA (weighted), 93.03
Top 25 percent, but not top 20 percent
SAT I; Math 680, English 660, Writing 630
Woodcock-Johnson rendered IQ of 147 (average)
ACT Composite: 36
SAT II's will be taken in october, in English Lit, Bio, and French
AP scores
AP World-5 (failed class), APUSH-3, Bio-3, English-4 (on both), Env. Science-5 (didn't take class or study, used as a test of my skills in deductive reasoning), Euro-5 (didn't take class), German-3, Econ-4 (on both, but only took macro in school), French-4, Human Geo-4 (didnt take class), Govt US-5, Govt comp-4, Psychology-5</p>

<p>Senior Course load
AP German IV
AP French IV
Ap stats
Ap US govt
AP comp govt
AP macro economics
Speech
Theatre
AP psychology
AP English IV</p>

<p>Things of note;
skipped German II, went from german I to German III pre-ap
Skipped from French I to French IV AP with a year off in between
AP scholar with distinction
Held highest grades and honors in all foreign language classes i've been in since 10th grade.
Two glowing recommendation letters from my German Teacher and My senior french teacher, a haitian national who thought i was a native speaker when he first met me.
President of German club
President of French Club
Founder of Guitar Club
Also contributed and helped organise a monthly DIY art collective </p>

<p>three well written samples of writing, one on the methods of Oscar Wilde, one a reflection on my high school career (the reasons for blowing it off in pursuit of my extracurricular studies), and one as an example of the extracurricular essays I would write for myself while not caring about school, a 5 page and sourced comparison of the Tragic Hero's archetype and endearing traits, using House of Leaves and Moby Dick.</p>

<p>Also included was a list of works that influenced me, including multiple works from well known authors in English, French, German, and Latin (I read De Re Publica by cicero as a translation excersize). All works were read in their original tongue, and I wrote papers on most of them for my own review. Also included in this list were my music Preferences and artists (Free jazz and 60s electric blues), my visual art inspirations (Basquiat, Matisse, and Haring), and my prefered Poetry (auden for english, Rimbaud and Verlaine for french)</p>

<p>I am happy to post my essays to anyone interested, as they will play a large part in my admissions.</p>

<p>(please excuse my spelling and grammar, I've spent the better part of today knee-deep in studying portuguese, Catalan, and French. Sometimes my english gets a bit funky after intensive foreign language study.)</p>

<p>feel free to post your essays, we would all love to read them.</p>

<p>While comedies are often delegated to the lowly role of entertainment; the works of Oscar Wilde consistently stand out in both wit and uniqueness. Despite being written to such a flamboyantly absurd extent, in Wilde’s plays are meaningful lessons and criticisms that were tailored perfectly to his time. The borderline ridiculousness found in each of his characters and plots serves as an elegantly brash model of his generation’s society, with each of his plays forming a perspective on human existence that is immensely valuable but rarely utilized.</p>

<p>Oscar Wilde was, first and formost, a societal comic, and in this case the words comic and critic go hand in hand. His greatest works revolve around the various areas of the upper strata found in then-contemporary Britain. His modus operandi is simple; to take characters that are slightly stretched, and place them into plots that one describes as odd, at best. The effect, however, is stupendous, and the outcome is a story that is a little too rich in reality, as if the colours were just turned up a little too much. This entire process of his allows him to subtly voice his criticism of Upper Society’s views and priorities through mockery and satire, while still retaining a plot entertaining enough to be marketable to the mass majority of Britain’s theatres. By taking society to a point of no return of absurdity and waste in his works, he allowed people to see just how ridiculously close they were in reality.</p>

<p>These protests and criticisms of sorts come as no surprise when you examine Wilde’s life; for his era he is considerably outside of what was socially acceptable. While Wilde was indeed materially immersed in the very society he mocked, he was separated by controversial issues such as his sexuality. To me, this is a part of the very essence of his importance. He lived his own time, a time that was very much against him, and criticized it not with pointed arguments but with subtle jokes. He knew that social change is rarely brought about by war, but that to get people laughing at the strict unwritten formal Codes of Behavior found in Wilde’s Britain was to get people laughing at themselves. Humor is often credited as a safer way of speaking the truth, and none other than truth formed the basis of Wilde’s plays. </p>

<pre><code> This method is something that I have taken to heart in my upbringing. Truth is by definition absolute, but by nature subjective. Truth is something that one can always take offense to, or reject altogether. Humor is, however, almost consistently palatable and easy to fill with whatever motive you choose. Humor is a secure path for truth, and there is much change to be found in works of satire. That is why I tend to choose humor to express ideas that would otherwise be given no chance due to common mores. A joke can always be written off as just a joke, but the laughter itself forms an acknowledgement, and in a small way, a concession to the point of the humorist. So while Wilde’s audience were laughing at his characters, many were beginning to see the validity of his views.

Oscar Wilde, despite his brilliance, became a victim of his time, being incarcerated for Sodomy (a high crime during his day), and dying in exile of illness. During his exile his genius is further cemented in his final, and most celebrated work, The Importance of Being Earnest. Today, he is spoken of with the highest respects among literary critics for his satirical abilities as a Playwright; his works have served as inspiration to countless of writers that followed him, and though he never was able to witness the effects he would have upon British Society, without a doubt did he play a large role in the undoing of the aristocratic mentality that he so rampantly ridiculed.
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<p>As contradictory as this may seem to my High School career, it has always been my love for knowledge with which I defined myself. While luck is not necessarily an academically credible notion, I was born highly intelligent owing to luck alone, and I have sought to utilize my mind to fullest. However, due to the solitary nature of the mind’s development, this often came at the expense of my Secondary Education’s courses.</p>

<p>Knowledge and true education are not easily quantifiable. Learning potential and the methods from which we learn differ vastly from individual to individual, being heavily influenced by that person’s own mind and experience. I was raised in a very solitary environment, full of literature and text books, so in that respect I understand why the notion of a public education would be unappealing to me. In High School, even in the AP program with which I was heavily involved with, I saw from the start a very disappointing trend. While many of the top students had astronomical grade point averages, little thought actually took place. School to them was mechanical, a matter of memorizing what tests and teachers wanted and regurgitating it at the appropriate moments. While this certainly did teach them plenty of facts that they would never use, it did little to develop their mind. These were the shining examples of this education, and it was tailored to them. Einstein himself said “Information is not knowledge,” as it is not the*information itself that cultivates the mind, but rather the path one used to obtain that information, yet high school curriculae neglected this. That unnerved me. That bothered me. As someone who had spent much of his youth in books developing the ability of his mind, that even offended me. And so I rebelled, as is readily apparent by my transcripts. Since High School wasn’t going to fulfill my thirst for raison, I took it upon myself to do so.</p>

<p>I failed my first class my sophomore year. It was World History AP. I failed it spectacularly, and while the exact number escapes me, it was never a matter of whether I would pass or not. It was a simple reason why I failed it: a lack of effort. While I would participate in class and learn the material as it interested me greatly, all the busy work that did not result in knowledge was not worthwhile to me. I realize now what a very flawed perspective that was to have and the necessity of having done the work, but I simply sought to expand my mind in other directions. I modeled myself after Bradbury’s Library Education. For every hour of homework I neglected, there were at least three hours I spent analyzing Lost Generation literature, painting, writing essays, poetry, and short stories, reviewing german grammar, studying Physics discourses on Relativity, playing guitar to John Coltrane, and reading French Enlightenment literature in the original tongue. Although I took French I during my sophomore year, it was through Voltaire and Montesquieu at home that I learned French. My senior year I took French IV AP, skipping French II and III, and passed the AP test with a four. I have developed a deep love for language on the whole, be it English literature or German morphology, the very nature of language interests me deeply. Had I simply focused all of my effort into my mandated studies, I would never have had the energy to allow my interest in language to develop, indeed my most of my interests would never have taken root.* While I do lament how poorly I did in high school I can only half heartedly regret it, due to the sheer amount of personal growth and intellectual development I gained. While there were casualties due to having all of my focus fixed on my extracurricular studies, there was usually some success in the class as well, and respect from the teachers. After all, in World History’s case, I did make a five on that AP exam.</p>

<p>From a retrospective view of my academic career, I can say, to borrow the phrasing of Adlai E. Stevenson Jr., that in the pursuit of knowledge I followed that search wherever it lead me. While it lead me in a direction different than one that played in to the easily quantifiable world of public education, I feel there was visible growth that was unique to my path. I ask only that when you consider me for admission to your university, you consider the merits of the path I took. If not for the potential it has for*the vaste enrichment for the mind, then consider it for the love of knowledge that drove me to follow it.</p>

<p>The Tragic Hero and His Morality: A Look at the Tragic Hero archetype in Moby Dick and House of Leaves.</p>

<p>The Tragic Hero, with his unjust yet condemning fate, is among the earliest and most utilized of literary archetypes. We can see his appearance in the most celebrated Classical Greek Tragedies such as Œdipus and Medea, to Medieval and Renaissance works such as Gísla saga Súrssonar and Hamlet, and to many Post-Modern era novels and characters, such as Winston in 1984. Despite vastly differing specifics and details in both the characters themselves and their plots, the response evoked in the audience remains consistent; one of pity, hopelessness, and compassion. While this is due in part to the strength of character with which the Tragic Hero starts out, the morality of the character must only be relatively significant in the context of his misfortune for readers to empathize with him, with disregard to the legal and societal stance on the Tragic Hero’s deeds. This can easily be seen when comparing two works known for the prominent role cast for the Tragic Hero, Moby Dick by Herman Melville and House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski. In these two novels, the lack of legitimate morality is justified to the readers by the sheer tragedy and disconsolate fortunes of their protagonists, Captain Ahab and Johnny Truant.</p>

<p>Captain Ahab, the old sea faring captain of the Pequod in Moby Dick, is perhaps the definitive example of a Tragic Hero in american literature. He spends the near entirety of the novel engaged in a conflict with Moby Dick, the great White Whale that cost him his leg prior to the novel’s accounts. Although little information is given on the subject of Ahab’s past; it is revealed that Ahab is an orphan and started whaling at the age of 18, and has since spent only three years on land. It is also mentioned that Ahab is a Quaker, and married late in life. The names of his wife and son are never given, and no friends or acquaintances are mentioned. It seems that the reader is given more personal information on Ishmael, the deeply philosophical yet disassociated narrating ship-hand (who, especially in the exposition of the novel, could arguably serve as protagonist-in-part). This evokes the reader’s mental of image of Ahab to be upstanding, but not fully realized nor rewarded for his hard work. Perhaps before crossing paths with the White Whale, he was a simple and diligent man, making his living honestly and doing the best he could.</p>

<p>His undoing, however, is found in his “Mad quest for the white whale” (Mather 333). In taking Ahab’s leg, Moby Dick symbolically bested and took a piece of control away from Ahab. Being a seafaring man, Ahab would naturally depend on his physical abilities, and for the White Whale to damage what little this man had could have proven catastrophic for Ahab… With thirty-seven out of forty years being spent on the sea, to Ahab, being an able-bodied captain defines his self-identity. This injury, while being in reality only a physical setback that Ahab would be able to cope with, strikes such a blow to Ahab’s pride that he determines himself to kill Moby Dick. He hunts and tracks the white whale with what is described often throughout the novel as a “Monomaniacal” passion, Monomaniacal being “a single pathological preoccupation in an otherwise sound mind…” (Goldstein 155-156). Following the loss of his leg, Ahab’s only desire and goal centers around revenge against Moby Dick, not just for the physical consequences of the injury, but rather, as Melville puts it, because:
“All that most maddens and torments; all that stirs up the lees of things; all truth with malice in it; all that cracks the sinews and cakes the brain; all the subtle demonisms of life and thought; all evil, to crazy Ahab, were visibly personified, and made practically assailable in Moby-Dick.” (Melville 473)</p>

<p>We can seen in this passage, that the White Whale itself is not provoking Ahab to this fixation, but rather all that Ahab disdains, fears, and curses in the world is manifested in Moby Dick. To Ahab, this is not just a quest for vengeance, but a very battle between right and wrong, between good and evil, and is one that only Ahab can fight and rectify.</p>

<p>However, when looking at this story from an objective standpoint, the Majestic battle between good and evil is completely synthesized by Ahab in his obsessive state. Logically, Ahab is overreacting to a situation that is only natural. Moby Dick, upon its first encounter with Captain Ahab, was being hunted and in danger for its life; it is only animal instinct to defend itself. Not only that, but despite the seeming gravity of a one-legged Captain Ahab, this injury is apparently manageable, as Ahab is able to embark on this arduous quest. One can clearly see that while the White Whale is providing the token opposition, the real damage to Ahab is being done by his own mind. Captain Ahab’s death provides a great allegory of this Man-Versus-Self conflict being disguised as a Man-Versus-Character/Nature conflict. Ahab, in his final chase of Moby Dick, brings about his death by hurling his last harpoon at the White Whale, sinking it into his flesh. While this severely injures the whale, the rope of the harpoon is stuck around Ahab’s neck, dragging Ahab to the depths of the sea with the wounded whale. This deeply symbolic death physically demonstrates that it is not the whale itself, but rather Ahab’s ardent attack against the whale (and his carelessness therein) that brings about Ahab’s demise, and allows the destruction of the Pequod and the slaughter of his shipmates.</p>

<p>Yet as we finish the story of Captain Ahab, we cannot help but to pity his life and hope for his success. We applaud this unnecessary and superfluously dangerous pursuit of the whale as a form of needed solace for Ahab; we understand his pain and his devotion. This is partly due to the grandness and familiarity of Ahab’s character; himself being modeled and sculpted by Melville to the likes of a Shakespearian Tragic Hero (Melville wrote Ahab’s dialogue in Iambic Pentameter as often as possible, a direct influence of Shakespeare). However, more so is this a result of the endearment the reader has for Captain Ahab. We accept his monomaniacal obsession with the White Whale because it is obvious that he did not choose it, he would not want it, and that he is consumed wholly by it. Because he is a slave to his own mind, we justify his ridiculous actions in pursuing this beast as a man acting to only seeking contentment, and we deem him a martyr. A Tragic Hero, in all senses of the word, who was corrupted by an uncontrollable fixation that led to his anticipated downfall.</p>

<p>Johnny Truant of The House of Leaves, however, finds himself in entirely different circumstances. In standing with the unorthodox nature of the book, Johnny Truant is a very unorthodox character. In simple view, he is a morally challenged twenty-something with slacker-esque tendencies, whose fate intertwines with Zapato’s writings and the seemingly fictional Navidson Record, ultimately leading to his destruction.</p>

<p>In the exposition of his story, a clear image of Johnny is given. He is a young man who is ruled by his Id, chasing drugs and sex while maintaining a job as an apprentice at a tattoo parlor. Even his name alone, Johnny Truant, enforces his miscreant status, evoking images of a nobody, invisible to the important world. However, even as we learn about Johnny’s continual and habitual adventures with strange women and equally as strange substances, Danielewski is careful never to vilify Johnny. This evidenced from the start of the novel, beginning with the very first two paragraphs of the introduction:
“I still get nightmares. In fact I get them so often I should be used to them by now. I’m not. No one ever really gets used to nightmares
For a while there I tried every pill imaginable. Anything to curb the fear. Excedrin PMs, Melatonin, L-tryptophan, Valium, Vicodin, quite a few members of the barbital family. A pretty extensive list, frequently mixed, often matched, with shots of bourbon, a few lung rasping bong hits, sometimes even the vaporous confidence-trip of cocaine. None of it helped. I think it’s pretty safe to assume that there’s not a lab sophisticated enough yet to synthesize the kind of chemicals I need. A Nobel Prize to the one who invents that puppy.” (Danielewski XI)</p>

<p>In this passage we see Johnny’s blatant drug use, and his flaws are in full view. However instead of judging Johnny as a simple lowlife, we empathize with Johnny, and are lenient on him. His usage of illicit substances is presented not as recreational, but as medicinal. His actions are no longer out of volition but out of necessity, out of solace, in desperation to suppress and ultimately rid himself of the horrors bestowed upon him by The Navidson Record.</p>

<p>This sympathy continues throughout the novel as Johnny’s life is presented to us. Though the reader eventually discovers Johnny’s role as an Unreliable Narrator, with many fallacies arising in Johnny’s account, we do not think of Johnny as a liar. On the contrary, stories of Johnny’s delusional mother, horrible luck with foster parents, and the absolutely horrifying situations Johnny experiences endear the audience enough to Johnny to pity and forgive him, no matter what his actions may be. In the very least, one would write him off as only an underprivileged adult with bad habits and low standards for himself, rather than a deceitful and maniacal human being.</p>

<p>His tragedy, chronologically speaking, begins after he comes into contact with Zapato’s account of the Navidson Record, an allegedly made up documentary about a house with inexplicable dimensions and a large, physically impossible system of chambers. Johnny innocently encounters with the book, and blames it on his “own stupidity.” (Danielewski XXII). These accounts become his downfall, causing him to become consumed with obsession over the story to the point of paranoia and insanity. The records haunt him, eventually taking such a strong hold on Johnny that he suffers from sever hallucinations and insomnia. The fate of Johnny ends with him “stinking of [his] own vomit, in a hotel room.” (Danielewski XXIII). This is without any doubt at the fault of some paranormal qualities of Zapano’s writings, losing all the little sanity the he had left.</p>

<p>Johnny’s fate is ironic, as when the account first appears to him, he perceives it as only benign. It turns into a fun investigation; a story that he pursues with such a fervor than most reporters would only hope to dream of. He has both a purpose and a direction his life for the first time, and we as the readers are ecstatic for him. Had he found a less malicious set of notes, accounts, and writings to pursue, we would laud and praise him as a success story and admire the ferocity with which he investigated. However, this is not the case, and as Johnny’s mind rapidly deteriorates throughout the story, we are sickened and feel only the chilling lack of hope and despair that he suffers. Despite his initial shortcomings, his fate sickens us, and his life forms a tragedy rich in mediocrity, centered around one golden opportunity that went horribly against him; completely out of control.</p>

<p>While both Johnny Truant and Captain Ahab undergo entirely and completely different trials, the emotional response experienced by the audience is largely the same. We pity both characters, we want to save both characters, and perhaps more iconically, we forgive and understand both characters. We as readers are able to see the good in each character, and recognize them as pure at heart despite their lack of adherence to the logical and moral boundaries that govern society. We can approve of their flaws because of the burden placed upon them, and the harsh punishments they receive serve as atonement. This is what makes the Tragic Hero an archetype rich in reaction; one that will never fail to tear at hearts and connect with the reader, and it is this connection that allows us to absolve the Tragic Hero of any proper guilt and render true tragedy to his story.</p>

<p>Works Cited
Danielewski, Mark Z. House of Leaves. Toronto: Random House, 2000. Print.
*Goldstein, Jan. Console and Classify: the French Psychiatric Profession in the Nineteenth Century. Cambridge Cambridgeshire: Cambridge UP, 1987. Print.
Mather, Frank J. Nineteenth-Century Literature Criticism. Ed. Laurie L. Harris. Vol. 3. Detroit: Gale Research, 1983. 333. Print.
Melville, Herman. Moby Dick. New York: Signet Classic, 1998. Print.</p>

<p>(the Block Quotes came out funky, so I added Quotation marks to further distinguish them on this forum)</p>

<p>essays too long. 500 words max commonapp, gg.</p>

<p>The word limit is a guide, the oscar wilde clocked at around 600 something, the Literary paper was offered as an example of my extracurricular work, to only be referenced if need be, and the letter was simply a letter under the additional info section of the common app.</p>

<p>I think your chances for Weslyan is a no brainer- you’re in. As for Harvard, they only took 6% last year by their own report, so chances are slim based on data alone. For Brown, can anyone really say what they want? I think Brown is the biggest black box of all. With your background in self-taught fluency in languages, I would think Middlebury would think highly of you, if you are looking for a prestigious LAC alternative to Weslyan.</p>

<p>remember to let them know that your IQ is 147. they must know that your smarter than the average person through inaccurately surveyed data.</p>

<p>Thank you, redbluegoldgreen, someone else suggested middlebury and I’m definitely submitting an application there as well, it seems a lovely alternative wesleyan.</p>