College Admissions Essay: My Trip To The Open Home

Imagine a childhood where absolutely everything originates and concludes with misery and tribulation. I have met kids from ages two to eighteen who have experienced extreme trauma and witnessed losses that no one should ever face. These kids belong to group homes that are forced to provide for unsustainable and effete children. At my church, where several group homes attended, my family and several others volunteered to simply connect and devote everything to these kids for maybe one hour a week. This hour meant the world to them and every second counted. Immense altruism was displayed as we sacrificed our time to make a positive difference in their lives. We resembled a strong Christian example that edified their messed up lives and commonly

Being a first generation student requires more will power than I ever thought I owned. In middle school I was denied by my parents the chance to shadow a pharmacist because they saw this as an unattainable dream. It wasn’t until I began working with disabled children and tried to pursue a nursing degree, that I found the courage and determination to pursue all of my dreams in spite of my upbringing.

The American Dream today seems dismissed as an idealized cliché. I know better. I am a second-generation Albanian-American, political refugees’ grandchild, son of a single mother whose sacrifices facilitated my success. I would never have sung for the Metropolitan Opera had my grandfather not toiled in a deli; my working on cutting-edge biomedicine at Harvard Medical School would not be possible had my mother not had opportunities to be an entrepreneur. The first in my family to graduate from college, I hope to honor their sacrifice by using my medical research education to improve others’ lives.

The new “American Dream”, why make it when you can just sit and do nothing all day while taxpayers money goes to you and the rest of the country forgets about you? I mean, I want to be able to be lazy and never have to work while other people have to pay for me by my own doing and my own choice. I am talentless, useless, and absolutely no help to society and that's why I've made it my goal in life to live in terrible conditions with the world assuming that they, of all people, know what I need and what I’ve done to let my life to get to this point. I could have a job that barely pays enough for me to be able to live and I if don’t, there's no way that I'm going to be able to get one. I mean, who would ever hire someone that's chosen to let their life get like this?

Professionally my hope is to become a lawyer and Syracuse is one of the few universities that offers prelaw studies. In attending Syracuse I would be well prepared to further my education successfully when attending law school. In a more figurative sense; I want to be someone my parents are proud of, who is well-rounded and set to embark on the journey of this world and create change to make the world a better place to endure. I have lived In San Francisco all my life and I would say that is an immense privilege to be around so much diversity. New York is similar in terms of the big city lifestyle but there are so many differences that I want to experience. I would hope that being in a new environment will teach me what is like everyday in the real world, and needing to adjust to

I am a first-generation, Chicano and will soon finish my last semester before I transfer to a four year university in the upcoming fall. Coming from a first-generation household, I have had to overcome many obstacles to be in the position that I am now in. Community college has been a valuable resource that has allowed me to pursue an amazing education at a low price which has eased the burden of high tuition on my parents. Sometimes it is the cost of education that impedes those that seek it and scholarships are one avenue in which they become easier to travel down the path to success. Coming out of Gilroy High School years ago, I was unsure of what I wanted to major in and devote myself to but I had the amazing opportunity of enrolling in University of California, Merced.

Initially after high school I decided to move across the country in order to find myself, my passions, and my career goals. I attended WW-P South in Princeton Junction where many of my friends chose TCNJ. I always loved TCNJ but I knew I wasn't academically ready to be part of the community just yet. I started at a private university in California which turned out to be an amazing experience but also a lesson learned that it was not for me. Everything was new and overwhelming and it was the first time being completely on my own. After completing my freshmen year, I moved to a community college to do better academically and work a little on the side. My passion for pursing a degree boosted during my second community college that I attended.

America’s gift to our generation is the hope for a better future is because we have the power to change our fate, change their life and turn their turn it around.

Syracuse’s values are very similar to mine. I want to learn in the best school that I can and Syracuse is one of the best schools in the nation. The attention to the student that Syracuse give is also that I also value. I know that being at Syracuse will open doors and opportunities for me and my future.

The person who influenced me most into applying to Syracuse University was my dad. My dad graduated with a degree from Syracuse, and has always been hardworking and passionate in everything he does. Going to Syracuse for me correlates with many of the traits my dad possesses, and by going to the same college he got his degree from, I hope that I can develop many of the same traits he possesses. Attending the university where my dad got his degree from would allow me to live up to the expectations my dad has set, for with his degree he was able to acquire a good job that allowed him to move up in life. A Syracuse degree allowed my dad to move out of the projects of the Upper West Side of Manhattan to the suburbs of Long Island, giving us

When it comes to the separation of parents, most children are left confused with an underlying pain of what they've known to happen. Struggling to get out of bed each morning, knowing my home would never be the same feels like falling to the center of earth with no one to hold me up and stop me from losing hope. I, desperately, wished for my parents to hold me up, to tell me the situation will get better, but they were barely keeping themselves together. I realized my mistake then, trying to depend on another human being when I should have turned to God. So I retreated to God's word, knowing my family needed consoling from only Him.

My entire life, I have wanted nothing more than to leave my hometown. There is nothing wrong with it, aside from the increasing crime rate and less than desirable weather at times, I have just always possessed a craving for the rest of the world. I have always had a passion for wanting to know what else the world has in store for me, besides brutal weather bipolarity and miles of soybean fields. Missouri is a beautiful state, but there are 49 others I have yet to live in. There is a whole planet out there, ready to be enjoyed by eager college aged students like myself, and that was my plan, to make my mark on this earth, to leave my footprint in every possible place I could. There is nothing wrong with being in the middle of the state that is located in the middle of the country, but my wanderlust was unquenchable

One out of one hundred people say the first school is the hardest. Getting ready for the first day of school is so easy. In order to have a first good day you should go to Open House get your materials, go shopping ,and figure out your routine. In order to have a good first day follow these steps.

What has my journey to graduation been like for me? My journey has been a crazy, fun-filled learning adventure. I met many goals and accomplishments I set for myself but I also faced some challenges on the way. For example, I finally met my goal of graduating with a 4.6 GPA and maintaining it. Also, I accomplished completing my last four years of grade school and now I am on the way to college. My last year has been interesting and there are many goals, accomplishments and challenges I can reflect on.

Eight in the morning, thousands of teenagers walking through a single gate. Hundreds of them walking in the same hallways. Just an average high school one would think, but that was not the case for me and the 300 other students that attended Middle College High School (MCHS). Due to so, when people heard about it, there was a sense of confusion. How could such a small school compare to other, bigger, schools? What good was that? Many people doubted the students’ potential because of the various rumors that misstated the idea that a smaller environment would minimize their potential for growth. On the other hand, although being in such a different environment was difficult, it was an overall, extremely beneficial