<p>please read over my essays for NYU Stern ED, I think I have exhausted all my other resources.</p>
<p>Prompt:
The best writing is often very personal. All kinds of experiences-serious, funny, unexplained, fleeting-can influence our lives and help make us who we are. Tell us about a person, place, or event in your life that has particular meaning for you, and why it is important to you. We'd especially like to hear about someone or something that has affected your life that may not have affected or even been noticed by other people. </p>
<pre><code>This show is a little cliché I said nonchalantly to my sister, while we watched a rerun of The OC.
Calm down with the white boy words ,she returned, matching the indifference in my voice.
I had committed a sin. How dare I use words that are out of the diction of my traditional Mexican household, where the custom is for the male to go straight to work after or even instead of high school, and the female to stay home, have babies, and go on being a housewife? What would my big sister, the coolest person I knew, think of me now?
She was in tenth grade, a rebel, and I thought she, along with my high school dropout brother, was the epitome of cool. As the television showed Cohen family having their annual Chrismukka dinner with a plump turkey and all of the fixings, I thought to myself, Thats not how normal people eat, and vowed to never do anything that my siblings would not do. After all, it was not in my familys nature to dream big. My parents were immigrants, and to them, graduating high school would be the equivalent of becoming president of the United States, neither of which they expected to happen.
From eighth to ninth grade , I mimicked my siblings footsteps, clear into my freshman year of high school, when I, like my sister before me, treated like it was the least of my worries, by acting out and purposefully obtaining poor grades. I made it my goal to make sure all of my classmates knew I did not want to be there. I knew after I had stopped using those blasphemous white people words I was just like my older brother and sister, my goal all along.
My whole freshman year I suppressed my knowledge and intelligence, making sure my grades were just high enough to get by. The following summer, I had a revelation, and realized my ignorance. How could I let that minuscule remark my sister made dictate how to live my life? Why was I frowning upon intelligence, and limiting my capabilities? Who was I idolizing? A pothead sister who had once ditched school for an entire month and was now contemplating even attending senior year?
With no family support or any motivation to reach my potential, I was fearful that I had gone too far astray couldnt make my way back. My parents never brought up my future, and could not name three colleges if their life depended on it. Armed with nothing but my mindset to always want something better, I set out to turn my life around.
I wanted to be like the Cohen family I secretly worshipped on TV. I wanted to have witty remarks shot back and forth during dinner time, I wanted my mom to host a dinner party with all the neighbors attending, but most of all I wanted to have an environment where I could say whatever I wanted to say, no matter how complex a word it involved, or how ridiculously ludicrous of a statement it was, and not be afraid of what everyone elses reaction was going to be.
As I reflect, I laugh at the ignorance I showed, letting a little insignificant remark my sister had made almost determine how I would run my life. Now I can see the importance of being independent, but I also realize how infectious someones mindset may be. While it is easy to pout about how horrible my life has been, and how everyone should take pity on me, I think its more important to treat this like a stepping stone in life, and have that experience help me succeed at New York University.
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<p>New York City is an essential element of academic and cultural life at NYU. If you can engage in an activity of start a club or service organization at NYU, what would it be and how would you envision it impacting the larger community? </p>
<pre><code>New York University, in the heart of New York University, is a Mecca by any standards. With so much to offer, the opportunities presented by NYU are countless. If I could start any sort of club or organization, I would start a club for people to come on weekly culinary tours of small and affordable restaurants in the proximity of NYU. By doing this, other non New York natives would gain a sense of community, and find little gems in the behemoth that is New York, also, small restaurateurs would gain business. Ultimately after the club has been established, there could be a food faire, where small restaurants would hand out samples of their menus, and students could taste many different affordable, delicious foods, and restaurants would hopefully gain customers.
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<p>Describe a trait or characteristic that has been passed along to you by your family. Tell us why you like or dislike this aspect of yourself.</p>
<p>Among one of the most challenging and underappreciated characteristics anyone can possess is the ability to be a raconteur, and thankfully, my family has a long line of them in our pedigree. The gift of being an entertaining storyteller is essential when giving a speech, presentation, or simply telling someone about the quirky incident that happened earlier in the day. Captivating an audience is almost impossible to learn, and being born with this skill is an essential part of the business world. This trait has allowed me to be a more outgoing person, and to really build my social networking skills, which has helped me thrive in academics, and will help me succeed in the business world.</p>
<p>obviously, there are 2 more short essays I still need to write, but feedback on these would be amazing.</p>