Elite School Admissions - A First time Parent's Stumble Through the Game with no Playbook

This will be too long for many people to soldier through. I’ll probably have to continue in the comments to include everything that I think is pertinent. I’m writing it as a way to sort through my thoughts of the last couple of years and to serve as a help for whomever else might feel that they are starting from scratch in this process. To set the scene, in addition to DS being our oldest child and the first to enter the world of college admissions, he has had his eye on the prize of an elite college experience, hopefully Ivy League. We live in a Midwestern small-town, which is bordered on three sides by farmland, our public school system is 70% free/reduced lunch and our area is underrepresented in the Ivys. We don’t know anyone else who has been through the experience of applying for these schools and had to find our way ourselves, with lots of visits to CC for reassurance.

DS’s grades and standardized testing have always been very good. He has had great affirmation and encouragement from his excellent and dedicated teachers along the way. They reinforced our belief in him and we felt willing to support his efforts to break into this world. He has a LOT of interests and that led to A LOT of extracurriculars. Early in his high school years, I asked him if he shouldn’t be doing student council, or writing for the newspaper or something that seemed like it would look good on a resume. But those things didn’t interest him and his schedule was filled instead with his genuine passions, even if they didn’t offer opportunities to rise up in the ranks. (There’s no point guard of the chess team and no captain of the swing choir, you know?)

From middle school on, he’s checked out every book in the library about preparing for the SAT/ACT, writing a great college essay, and how to be a desirable college applicant. I know of no SAT tutors in this area, so it was up to him to educate himself. Over and over he read that colleges would rather you focus on one or two activities and accomplish extraordinary things in that field, rather than dabble in lots of different activities. He never could find an activity in his busy schedule that he could bear to part with, so he plugged along with his passions and hoped for the best.

DS had an adviser who advised him during this junior year to “cast a broad net” when it came to his college applications. “Don’t just apply to Harvard, Yale, Notre Dame and a safety.” He started rattling off a whole list of schools that he thought DS should apply to. Most of the Ivys, several second tier elite schools, large state universities, the local liberal arts college and, just because my husband and I went there, our church-affiliated liberal arts alma mater. It seemed like a lot of money to spend on just the application process. We spoke to his school guidance counselor and she reassured us that she could request a fee waiver from the schools he was applying to. This eased the strain quite a bit for our family.

Between his junior and senior years, we planned a trip that would double as family trip and college visitation. We went to the northeast and visited two Ivy League schools. By that time, we had visited several schools in our state and were familiar with the drill. What we didn’t know about was that part of the country and how Ivy schools might “feel” different from the others. It was surprising how familiar and similar they all seemed to each other. Yale set themselves apart with their hilarious introductory video, which was a breath of fresh air. Also at Yale, an admissions officer cheered and encouraged us by saying that making your EC’s stand out MIGHT mean focusing and achieving highly in one or two areas, but it also MIGHT mean participating in a wide variety of EC’s, like my son did.

Between the end of his junior year and the early part of his senior year, DS took the SAT twice and the ACT twice. I think I will go ahead and post scores, (SAT - 2300 and ACT 35) though I’ve gone back and forth about whether that would be beneficial. The level of public education varies from state to state and the scores will reflect that. We are really proud of what he accomplished on those tests, but I’ve seen a comment on CC that said outright that there was nothing all that special about a 2300 SAT. (I think that comment came from California.) Look, I think the specialness of a great score is altered when it comes from a prep school in MA or public school in Appalachia. I think the admissions officers know that? I hope so? Our state is somewhere in between.

DS applied early at Notre Dame, Purdue, Indiana University, Butler University and the local school. By December, he had acceptances at all of them. Notre Dame was especially exciting for our family and his school. There are not Notre Dame acceptances at our school very often, and this class had two. We felt like everything was falling into place. Christmas break was spent with DS polishing up his essays and submitting his regular action applications by Jan. 1. All of these applications were to schools with super low acceptance rates and super high USNWR rankings. After that there was a long period of waiting.

In the interim, we received notification that his junior year PSAT score had earned him a national merit scholarship. I spent free evenings perusing CC to quell my nervous energy by reading about the nervousness of others - mostly reading, rarely commenting. Sometimes I felt encouraged. Other times, when reading about EC’s and opportunities of people in more urban, academic areas, I wondered how DS could possibly stand out from a crowd of all that.

Finally - March. The month with the weightiest college admission results. There was a lot of despair felt in our home during that month. The non-Ivy exclusive schools were first and there was NO good news from them. All wait lists and rejections. We were surprised and confused. We know that test scores aren’t everything, but they must count for something because schools keep asking for them. And DS’s scores were higher than the average admitted student at these schools. Our son may or may not have handled it better than his parents. When the first school did not accept him, he said, “It’s ok, mom. It probably wasn’t the school for me anyway and I knew I rushed that essay.” When the second school gave their bad news, his dad spat sarcastically, “Oh, they have enough National Merit Scholars, do they?”

I, on the other hand, quietly logged onto CC and found a comforting thread. Some comments were comforting in their realness. (“You knew all those schools were reach schools before you applied. Your chances at the remaining schools don’t change with one acceptance or rejection.” “It’s so competitive to get into any of those schools that all you can do is get your stats in the ball park and then hope that something catches the eye of the admissions officer - an individual with their own biases and goals for the school - who reads your file.”) But one comment was encouraging because it seemed like one last lifeboat to climb aboard. “Top students who apply at this school are also applying at other schools with more prestige. It makes more sense for No Name University to reject those students who will get better offers than to have those students reject them and mess up their yield.”

Add Yield Protection as one more thing I never thought about before this process.

As we waited through a few other wait lists and rejections, we learned other things. To some schools, how much interest a prospective student shows matters. When “casting a broad net” we ran out of time and travel budget when visiting schools. Some schools had no record of us at an information meeting or taking a college tour because we didn’t do it. We couldn’t really afford it and DS was too busy building his resume with his activities to get away very often or for very long. When sharing our disappointing results with a trusted teacher, she said, “Well, I’m sorry to say this, but it’s probably because he’s white and male.” Ah, yes, the anti-hook. Also, as we waited for Ivy Day, financial aid packets were coming in from the safety schools. Nothing special. Not only do they not have the endowments that the Ivys have, but we heard through another parent that a professor confided to them that what money they do have needs to be used to entice the best students who are considering their school as a top choice. It’s not responsible for them to throw their limited resources at my son, who they don’t believe is coming anyway, when a serious contender might go elsewhere if they don’t get the funding. Oh dear! Was this “casting a broad net” going to bite us in the butt?

Finally, Ivy Day arrived. My son called me from golf practice soon after 5. From the 14th green, he said, '“Mom, I got into Yale and Princeton! Gotta go!” Before I wrap it up, I will say that the financial aid we had heard about from the Ivys turned out to be true. Those two schools had packages with family contributions of significantly less than even our big state university. DS will probably graduate debt-free and have a Yale diploma to hang on his wall in the end.

Good luck to you.

Just stumbled on this (just beginning to stumble into the college search). Thanks for sharing your son’s story!

I’m very glad you read and enjoyed.

Congratulations! Thanks for sharing.

We made it through the process for our son who heads to college in the fall, but that was an entirely different process as he was a recruited athlete and has never been inspired by “elite” colleges. DD is another story. She hopes to attend a top notch college or university and we are just starting the process (she’ll be a junior next year). Taking a deep breath …

thank you for this story…i love reading of these journeys!

@SoccerMomGenie - That deep breath will prove useful. As will a separation of mind and ego. So much Good luck to you!

@Community2605 Thanks for sharing! Especially the bit about what the Yale admissions officer had shared with you. We are about to go down this road with our son and he, like your son, has enjoyed participating in a wide-range of ECs. I was nervous about how that would look, and you’ve helped ease my mind :slight_smile: Congrats to your son!

Great story; loved reading it! Congrats to your son, and hopefully he will have a wonderful college experience at Yale.

@hummingb - I appreciated my son’s attitude that his strategy for high school was to get the most of what he wanted from his high school experience - come what may. I’m glad it worked out for him in this way. And I hope the same for your child.

Thank you for sharing! It’s always interesting to see what other people have to say about the process. However I did want to add my input on one thing: so called “yield protection”. According to the college books I’ve read by former admissions officers, schools don’t consider how their yield will be affected by who they admit/reject. They know getting into the very top schools is a crapshoot and they’re hoping to get the best students. They would never risk losing a promising student because they thought the student would be accepted at other schools, only to find out the student wasn’t and they could’ve gotten him. Keep in mind these books were written for the most part in the early 2000’s so perhaps now they do consider yield, but it seems unlikely as the reasoning still stands. Again, I wish you and your son the best of luck!

I realize this is probably reviving an old thread, but I happened to stumble across your son’s story and it sounds so similar to my own (although I am just embarking on this nerve-racking college journey!) I come from a school with no Ivy League acceptances. Its a small, private Catholic school with limited resources, but I have taken advantage of all it has offered me (plus more). I just applied early action to Princeton and my state flagship, and am in the miserable time period of waiting for results.

It is so refreshing to read about someone who got accepted even though they didn’t have all of the opportunities of a large urban area. Thank you for the great story and insight, and i hope your son is doing well this year!!

@ccmember11598 - How nice! Thank you. My son is content now at Yale after a season of homesickness at the beginning. I wish you all good things in these next months! I sense maturity and reason and intelligence in your tone. Nice things coming your way for sure.

Thank you for posting this! I am in a very similar situation and this was exactly the reassurance of my efforts I needed.

Congrats! Thank you for sharing. I am not applying to any ivy league schools because I am honestly not interested in any of them. (I know. Hard to believe :slight_smile: ) I am surprised you weren’t more excited on your DS getting into Notre Dame. That is a fantastic school and most would say is equivalent to an ivy league selectivity.

May I ask, did your DS apply to Stanford? If so; what was the result?

He was advised to apply at Stanford, but did not. Too far from home.

Notre Dame is great, for sure. But it’s not equivalent. Acceptance rate at HYP is 5-7 percent and 20-ish at ND. But acceptance rate isn’t the final say on quality.

@Community2505, what a pleasure to come across this thread and read about your DS’s happy ending. Thank you for sharing! It’s so easy for students – and parents – to get caught up in the competition and the drama, and lose sight of the fact that this is a process of mutual selection. It can feel like a one-sided pursuit of the “dream school.” But, as soon as acceptance letters come out – and sometimes before – schools will begin their wooing of accepted applicants, and students will become the ones with the power to decide their story’s outcome.

My D’s experience a year ago began with deep disappointment when perfect SAT IIs and AP test scores, a 3.99 GPA, fabulous teacher rec’s, and wonderful essays weren’t enough to get her into Stanford (early decision). Fast forward to March. She got into Dartmouth, UChicago, WashU, Amherst, Wesleyan, and Davidson… more options than she’d dared to let herself hope for after Stanford’s “no.” She chose Dartmouth, walked on as a coxswain, and rocked her first semester. She’s SO happy there, she can’t wait for the holiday break to end – so, she’s heading back early along with lots of her friends. :slight_smile:

There’s a happy ending possible for every story IF you are both resilient and willing to allow for the possibility that the first choice isn’t necessarily the best one. My D certainly wouldn’t want her story to be unfolding any other way.

May 20/20 hindsight bring each of you to the same conclusion someday: It all works out in the end.