<p>I am applying to Harvard RD, and I would really like if people could give me my chances and some help on my essay.</p>
<p>SAT: M 800, CR 760, W 760
SAT II: Physics 790, Math IIC 790
APs: Physics B 5, Calculus BC 5(both senior classes in our school that i took in junior year) Taking AP Macroeconomics, Microeconomics, Chemistry, Eng. Lit.
Class Size: 958
Rank: 1</p>
<p>ECs:
Captain of Science Olympiad, 4 medals in Science Olympiad
Vice-Captain of Math team
Starter on Table Tennis Team
Cricket Team Member(outside of school)
Cricket Club Founder and President at school
Chess Team member
Part of Economics team which got 4th place in Tri-state area competition
2nd highest score in 2005 for 10th grade standardized math test in Bangladesh</p>
<p>Location: NYC
Ethnicity: Bangladeshi(I guess asian)
Gender: Male
Intended Major: Electrical Engineering</p>
<p>My Essay:
The day before it happened, my father and I went to the historic Bangladesh vs. India cricket match at Bangabandhu National Stadium. It was Bangladesh’s 100th international match—thousands of people attended. We were in the stands, intently focused, fervently hoping for an upset. My father was so animated and enthusiastic, that he seemed like a fellow teenager. When Bangladesh defeated India for the first time ever, parades and celebrations erupted in Dhaka, the capital of Bangladesh. We went out to dinner with my mother and two brothers to celebrate. That jubilant day turned out to be far more significant in my memory than I had imagined at the time.
The next time I saw my father was when I was rushed to the hospital to see him after school the next day. He had taken ill, I was told. But when I arrived, his body was already draped in a white cloth.
My father, the invincible Director General of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Bangladesh, had died of a sudden heart attack at work. Seeing him dead, felt like the end of the world. My family and country were shattered. One day your father, a national figure, is vibrant and involved, and the next day, he is lifeless and carried away. Nothing would be the same.
“Your father would have wanted you to continue working hard at school,” my mother urged. “And that is how you can honor him.”
The mourning period in Bangladesh is 40 days, but two weeks later, were the 10th grade exams, and my mother insisted that I take them. I returned to class just four days after my father’s death. Determined to honor him, I studied with new dedication and resolve. Even with all my relatives in the house mourning, I focused on my studies. In the end, I scored second highest in Bangladesh out of almost 10,000 students who took the mathematics exam. My father would have been proud.
Our family felt paralyzed. When the Ministry of Foreign Affairs offered a job to my mother (who hadn’t worked in 15 years) at the Consulate General’s office in New York, she promptly accepted. We moved to New York and our world changed dramatically. We went from a big house in Bangladesh to a small New York apartment; from the very public life of a diplomat’s family, to a simpler more anonymous lifestyle; from a small private school, to a large, bustling New York City public high school.
I worked hard to make the transition successful, and know that my father would be proud of my results. Instead of pursuing government diplomacy, I have applied my leadership skills to our school’s gold medal winning Junior Math team, and have also become the captain of the Science Olympiad team. I have topped the average of our school’s valedictorian, although I will not be ranked because I have attended school here for only a year.
I am not the same person I was the day I went to the cricket game with my father. I have seen how fragile life can be, and have learned how to persevere in spite of great sorrow. I, too, want to serve mankind not as my father did by fostering understanding and communication between nations, but by helping to advance the world’s technology, and thereby improving the human condition.</p>
<p>Other stuff about me:
My father was a diplomat, he died 2 years ago, after which we moved to the States. I have been in High School in USA since Junior year. I have been in many nations in the world, and have lived in Bangladesh, Saudi Arabia, England, Iran and USA.</p>