College Admissions Essay: The Value Of Education

We are all placed purposefully here to be the light for those around us. With the birth of our third child 7 years ago, I dedicated my time to being home to raise my family while my husband embarked on his military flying career. Our lives have been filled with frequent moves, numerous deployments, and friendships scattered around the world. As we move into the season of our life that the children grow older and my husband nears retirement, we are faced with the challenges that come with my return to the workforce. With no college education, there are more limits to my career options as stated in Your College Experience “American society values higher education” (Gardner Barefoot 7). My desires to have a fulfilling job that I can be proud

I remember the early years of my childhood when I arrived at school and was received by the warm greeting of my teachers, who seemed to have special abilities to perceive if I was angry, sad, or hungry. In the classroom, I felt safe and had the confidence to tell my dreams without fear that they would make fun of them, when I was a child, my teachers made me feel loved and protected.

I am quite positive that a vast amount of applicants have begun to answer this question by stating how prestigious Georgetown is and how significant a degree from your school would be for their future career. So while yes, Georgetown’s reputation is something I have much esteem for, my interest for studying here goes much deeper and is much more personal. As a military wife and mother of four small children I have had to put myself and my aspirations behind the rest of my family’s. I have never resented being “on the back burner” as I sincerely love being a mother and remain so committed to supporting my husband as he supports this nation; however, that is not to say that I have ever given up on my goals. With the brief wait I had to endure

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I was born on September the 7th of 1994 in the San Francisco Bay area, not very far from Silicon Valley. The year I was born President Bill Clinton signed the North American Free Trade agreement with Mexico and Canada which helped to stimulate economic growth about twenty years ago. Living in California made my Dad the open-minded liberal that he is today, and because of his love for discussing politics I was raised listening to him have friendly debates with my very republican grandpa over every economic issue from climate change to healthcare. For about a year and a half after I was born my parents, older brother Daniel, golden retriever sandy, and I all lived in a classic colonial style home just south of Santa Clara Valley. My father was the breadwinner in our family working as an engineer for Portola Packaging. A job he was offered not long after graduation from a small private engineering school in upstate New York called Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute. My mother also worked full time but as a loan underwriter. After being offered a great relocation package by Portola to the east coast my parents quickly decided to pack up our house and move to Pittsburg Pennsylvania. In addition to being closer to our extended families they also believed that raising a family in Pennsylvania was far

“Just one more mile”. These words resonated throughout the confines of my mind, antagonistic to a conscience that only screamed for me to stop. Despite the cold winter air that promised only a world of agony in continuing my endeavor, my conviction to improve my physical endurance for the upcoming wrestling season far outweighed my fear of physical pain. With this conviction, I ran the dreaded sixth mile of my daily workout regimen. Although the strength training derived only from lifting weights at a gym would be ideal in conditioning my body for the wrestling season, gym membership was not so readily available for an individual like me, who came from a modest family of humble socioeconomic background that could not afford such a luxury. In spite

What you see is not always what it is. We learn to perceive what we're looking at, and we get used to how things are supposed to be. I was always fascinated by the illusion pictures that at first glance is strikingly simple to guess what it is, if you give more attention to detail you see another picture in it. What inspired me the most and made me a curious person was how missing one detail can change the whole outlook of the picture – just as missing one aspect from patient’s evaluation can lead to a wrong diagnosis. This taught me the importance of thoroughness in doing anything in my life. My meticulous nature has been an incredible driving force behind who I am

You stumble across the finish line with a time that deeply disappoints you. You beat yourself up mentally, regretting the sleep you missed out on the previous night. The next day you get a grade back from a challenging exam a week before. You’re disappointed. Worry, anxiety and frustration arise while thinking about making it through college in the near future. You're failing grade at the moment seems to be the priority and is deeming complete control over all your emotions. The world sets an almost impossible standard for your looks, performance, and the way one another reflects their personality. But at the midst of all setbacks and disappointments, you have to take a step back and wonder…what truly matters?

Some might call it “nosey” or “annoying”, but I've always favored the term “curious”. From a young age, my thirst for knowledge has been unquencable and well-known to those around me. My parents, teachers, and any other adults within an earshot were plagued by my constant questions. By the age of six, I had become obsessed with finances. I felt like I needed to know every last detail of people's fiscal affairs. Unfortunately, my six-year-old self was too young to realize that this was considered distasteful. Often at night, while my dad sat at the dining room table to pay his bills and balance his checkbook, I would accompany him. My interrogation into his finances was unrelenting, and most of the time he would comply. Whether he wanted me

My educational life is what kept me from giving in to being like the people I’ve sadly been exposed to. Without the opportunities I was provided throughout my entire education, even from a young age, I would not have such a powerful determination to not be like the people I’ve been around that could have ended my life. I took advantage of the time I had despite of what I had to deal with at home to take part in extracurriculars. I took the time to expand on STEM activities and competitions all four years of my high school career and immerse myself in engineering to explore what I was capable of. By taking part in internships, co-op programs, the neuroengineering focus area of research that’s available and many other opportunities at Duke Engineering,

Growing up in a Mexican household in which the only fluent speaker of English, apart from my siblings, was me really showed me how much of an impact education can have. I know, that just how my English managed to help out my family, getting a college education will further help me to achieve even greater things. College education is well worth the time, money and energy because it paves the way for a prosperous future.

My education is my responsibility, no one can hand it to me, it cannot be bought, it can only be earned and worked for. You can pay for college, but that does not automatically mean that you are paying for an education. A person can attend class everyday and choose to not learn. It is a fact that I am going to need an education if I am going to have a comfortable lifestyle. Careers and jobs are becoming exceedingly competitive, leaving the best opportunities to those who have chosen to further their education. The great part about furthering my education is that I actually desire to do it! When I contemplate about not being able to further my education due to financial burdens, it completely breaks my heart considering I know what the value of an education is.

The value of education is priceless. In today’s society, that value often struggles to be realized due to a student’s ability to pay back. Applying for scholarships is one vital way students are able to pay and use their major earlier in their college career. Like many students, I will have debt coming out of college due to the high cost of education. This scholarship will help me significantly, I will have enough money to live at school and surround myself in academia. I will spend more time in the library studying, like I have been doing for the last four years. I can volunteer my free-time, applying my major to a better cause. By volunteering at a hospital, I would be able to learn and understand how to apply biochemistry to helping others.

At the tender age of two, I was at the JFK airport crying goodbye to my parents who had bought me a one-way ticket to China. My parents didn’t have a single idea on how to raise kids, so they sent me to more experienced help—my grandparents. In the countryside of China, my grandparents raised me for nearly three years until my parents moved to a quiet city. By the time I returned to the U.S, my parents had moved from the bustling city of New York to the calm southern side of Indiana and I had begun my education at an all-American elementary school.

First of all hello, I’m currently a high school senior planning to attend college in the fall. In elementary “school,” teachers tell you school is important, and, as a child, you don’t really comprehend-- all you want to do is play and have fun. When you reach high school you began to open up your mind and see how education and knowledge help you improve as a human being. This is what happened to me. I began to value education as “Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world,” as Nelson Mandela says. Education has helped me realize what I want to do and who I want to be in life.