<p>Though I submitted my app to Williams in November, I occasionally think back over the supplement essay that I wrote. It was probably a more memorable supplement because that window prompt was really different. It actually threw me off a little bit - I wasn't sure whether to get creative or reflect on something serious or what...</p>
<p>Anyone up for sharing their essays? I'll post the one I submitted if anyone's interested... and I'd love to hear how some other people chose to take the prompt.</p>
<p>I wouldn’t mind. I’d like to see some others post first though xD</p>
<p>I’m not sure about posting an essay here, but maybe you could PM it to the ones interested and they can PM you their essays back. I chose a creative approach to this essay topic and think that it is one of the best essays I’ve written.</p>
<p>Yay! haha… Sure, I’ll send mine to both of you 
Can both of you send yours? rdgonzalez, can’t wait to hear your creative approach.</p>
<p>Also, here’s the prompt for everyone’s reference:</p>
<p>Imagine looking through a window at any environment that is particularly significant to you. Reflect on the scene, paying close attention to the relation between what you are seeing and why it is meaningful to you.</p>
<p>Meh, I don’t see what could go wrong since the deadline has passed. Anyways, wasn’t it approximately 300 words? I’ll start off:</p>
<pre><code> “An Appalachian Communion”
He threw down his shovel and leaned his head against the wall, drawing breath with difficulty as he went. The man, blackened by soot and coal dust, turned the knob on a rusty kerosene lamp. He reached down into his pocket and pulled out a faded picture. Upon it was his family, for whom he toiled. A knock came at the door to the old shack beside the mine. The man inside turned and greeted the visitor, his neighbor, who was in poor health. The sickly man had no food for his family this night; he was old and could not work, for the mines had taken his breath. The miner, who himself was poor and struggled to feed his family, gave his friend the meal he had intended to eat after his day underground. My grandfather took off his helmet and sat down on the old bench beside the window. He was tired and hungry; but even though it snowed upon the hills, the inside of the little shanty was warm. My grandfather lit his old pipe, took a puff, and passed it towards his neighbor with a smile.
I did not think it could be true that my grandfather gave up his meal after working ten hours beneath the Earth. He never told me about that night in the winter, but the neighbors son did. When I asked him about it later, he simply smiled at me and looked above the fireplace on the mantle. There, placed amongst the pictures of his family and fellow miners, was an old mining helmet with a light atop it. I smiled as I realized that although he labored in darkness, he would always shine a light for all men to see.
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<p>In response to the word limit… yeahh… i might have stretched it by 20 words or so 
I hope the committee doesn’t mind. I didn’t feel like it would have the same effect if it was shorter.</p>
<p>rd: I really liked your approach. At first I was a bit confused (wait… he’s already gone to Williams?) but I realized the instant afterward that it was a future perspective. Creative! The whole thing flowed nicely, and I think the whole futuristic aspect will set yours apart - in a good way!</p>
<p>coal: Now i understand your CC name haha… i especially liked your ending. The fact that you brought the mining helmet on the mantle into the scene really brought the significance, showing the impact your grandfather had on you. Also great title!</p>
<p>It seems like a good essay. Good luck!</p>
<p>Thanks xcgirl! haha, yeah I was really stumped on the essay topic and then, fortunately came the inspiration.</p>
<p>Nice essay coalminerson! It’s unique and seems very sincere.</p>