College Admissions Essay: The Value Of Education And Higher Education

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

This forced me analyze my life thus far, to recognize my fears and what I hold dear. It’s only been sixteen (one month till seventeen) years in this carcass, but I already feel like an entire life has flown by. It was like a prerequisite of actually watching my life flash before my eyes. This project was nice to sit back and look at what a social mess I am (one of my most favorite pastimes). But also, only being sixteen, I don’t hold what many would believe to be true values, dreams, fears, and identity. Nevertheless, this is what I have so far.

In fall of 2017, I will be attending college. I’m not quite sure where precisely, but when I do arrive on campus, I will not be alone. I will carry the weight of my mother’s ambitions with me.

Every time I close my eyes and take a deep breath, I can hear the repetitious honking of the taxi drivers, fed up with the incessant New York traffic. I can feel the soft wind blowing through the tallest trees in Central Park, lightly blowing my hair in every direction. I can smell the grease from innumerable hotdog carts, strolling their way up and down 85th Street, desperate for business. I can see the blinking traffic lights, and the countless men, women and children, all looking like they belong in New York. I wanted to be like them. I can remember everything, from the stickers on the crosswalk signs, to the name of the cluttered antique shop. I see all of these things as if they were scenes from my favorite movie. The vacation I took to New York City, the summer before I started high school, has changed my life forever.

I believe that every student has the right and the ability to learn, patience and energy must be woven together to encourage the students. Due to my belief, I have the patience. My energy is fueled by my ability to see the potential in every individual with whom I cross paths with. My dream to become an educator began in sixth grade, when one teacher saw what I had to offer to the world. Along with teaching, I strive to learn as much as I can. I find great joy in acquiring new bits of knowledge. My thirst for learning is infinite. From then on, I sought out opportunities in which I could give back and inspire. I worked with the community to provide educational experiences for individuals of all ages. Going into college, I worked with my professors

It seems as though my whole life has revolved around getting a proper education and making it into a good college. My whole family has been determined to give me many opportunities to pave my future the way I want, as long I went to college. Getting into a good college has seemingly been the center of my universe for as long as I can remember. Ever since my adolescence in elementary school, the idea of college education has been drilled into my head constantly. Regardless of the many obstacles my family has faced, my future has never ceased to be a vital part of my life.

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.

In 1991, my family and I snuck across the U.S./Mexico border at night, I was nine years old. Weeks later, I was placed into the k-12 educational pipeline and expected to succeed. By 2000, I had achieved a high school diploma from Escondido High School, held a solid grasp of English, and had acculturated to Californian society. Nevertheless, I had no ambition to pursue a college education. In my mind, only “smart” people with both the “right” legal status and socioeconomic standing attended college.

When I was in seventh grade, I got my first pair of glasses. I placed them on my face and looked around. I could see birds’ wings and blades of grass. I could see the curls in clouds and the creases on a sheet. I then looked in the mirror, and was rather surprised- I found that I didn’t look how I imagined. I had more freckles than I thought. My cheekbones were higher, my face thinner. After several years of seeing myself through unassisted eyes, I had begun to have an image of myself that did not match reality.

Until this day my mom always tells me to never surrender in school and to try my hardest to be successful. As Vince Lombardi quotes “The price of success is hard work, dedication to the job at hand, and the determination that whether we win or lose, we have applied the best of ourselves to the task at hand.” My interpretation of this quote towards school includes a lot of dedication but weather you pass or fail the task you study hard for, you have put time into making yourself better. As I grew older every day there would be obstacles in life, some that I would overcome and some obstacles that I would not. One major obstacle in life that really impacted my life was when the doctors discovered that my brother had schizophrenia. This sickness is a long lasting disorder that causes the person to have breakdowns, bad thoughts, and

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.

As far as I can remember, I have always been driven by my passion to obtain higher education, in order to learn and explore new and exciting opportunities. My education has allowed me to seek new opportunities, explore different fields of study, and discover my potential. I graduated high school with a 94% average and performed extremely well in my first two years at University of Windsor. However, during the last semester of my third year, I was facing some personal challenges, during the weeks leading up to the finals examination. Additionally, during those weeks, I was extremely sick and was not able attend every class, which significantly effected my ability to study and consequently my grades. I did not perform as well as I would had hoped

As a freshman in high school, only fourteen years old, I was as careless and immature as a teenager could get. A school was no more than a place I was forced to be each day. The first two years were filled with this carelessness and immaturity. I now view those first two years as a waste and look down upon them. As I became older and wiser I came to realize the importance of education and how school was a stepping-stone to my future. For the next two years of high school, I vowed to change my outlook on school and life in general. I went from being careless, immature, ignorant of school and learning, and noninteractive with other and the world around me to trying my hardest at everything I did and being interested in learning new things both

Throughout my life my parents have always expressed the importance of education. During my time in school I have always done well, but my junior year was really a stepping stone for me in my career as a student. I truly realized that I was capable of more in my academic studies and I pushed to do the best work I have ever done

With each passing year, the importance of a higher education degree becomes more and valuable. Most jobs now require applicants to have Bachelor degrees, and the need to be educated has never been more important for personal wealth and satisfaction. Fortunately, access to higher education has increased, thus making it possible for individuals to have the opportunity to pursue a higher education degree. However, even though access has increased, equal attainment of a college degree has not followed suit.