Free College Admissions Essays: Personal Experiences

My love of reading blossomed when I was a child, because my parents showed me how wonderful reading is. There were countless nights when I remember myself as a little girl refusing to go to sleep before ‘tucking dad into bed’ by reading him a picture book. Not only did I uphold that tradition though, but my mother is a preschool teacher, so she gets really into reading out loud, and she would help me read books such as The Boxcar Children set, The Secret of NIMH and The Chronicles of Narnia weekly until I didn’t need help anymore.

Many people have various valuable items that they cherish, some only have a few but everyone has that one thing that hey hold close to their heart over everything. My one item happens to be a necklace that my papa got me for Christmas right after he was diagnosed with liver cancer. This necklace means so much to me because of the character behind it, the many feelings it gives me and the heartfelt memories behind this one simple gift.

Each year, college tuition increases more and more, which makes getting a higher education almost impossible for some people. According to Pay it forward written by Catherine Morris tuitions and fees at public four-year institutions has been increasing an average of 3.4 percent each year between 2005 and 2015.

While you grow up through school, you hear over and over that college is a must if you want to land a good job as an adult. That seems reasonable, I have to get a higher education to get a job with more money and potential. Then comes junior year and you go to look at schools and you see the price of tuition. Everything changes, college isn’t just a dream anymore it's a burden.

My research on free community college has brought me to your article in the Los Angeles Times “Why Obama's plan for tuition-free community colleges is a good idea” in which you describe how free community college would benefit this nation and exemplify national principals. Your opinion is similar to that of the President, and the democratic presidential candidates. What differentiated you from the others with your stance is your genuine belief in you argument. You were not trying to sell us the plan like the President was, but you were stating what your truly thought was the best for America. The article was written in a very timely manner as America is searching for ways to revitalize our economy and educational system. As you may know, I

I have a job at Bojangles’. I believe Bojangles’ is a positive influence because it gives me an opportunity to think passively. This has been a great help because I otherwise don’t have many opportunities in my life that allow me to ‘zone out’ while still being productive. This is also a positive influence on my self-esteem because I am able to do something productive and meaningful on a regular basis without it costing me much effort.

Many Americans believe the solution for our lack of education, of which the trend for numbers of people attaining a college education is increasing, is free college. Although the fact there are still thousands of Americans with no college education can not be denied, the solution for this should not be to introduce free college education. Many people criticize those who do not believe in this free college education as being simple minded, and never knowing the struggle of debt, however if these people were to look deeply into the matter they too could see free college is not a suitable way to increase education levels.

Alpha Centauri, our Sun’s nearest neighbor, is a little more than four light-years away. When we gaze at the triple-star system, we are seeing it as it was roughly four years ago. That type of abstract thinking still keeps in awe – especially when you consider the closest galaxy to our Milky Way Galaxy, Andromeda, is 2.5 million light years away. To look at the stars is to look back in time. My father and I were astronomy buffs, and I sincerely miss our late night conversations about these concepts. I lost him 18 months after he suffered a debilitating stroke that left him incapacitated. He was a well-respected psychiatrist who was deeply devoted to his patients, and he is greatly missed in the Roanoke Valley. By harboring a fascination with the universe, I have considered the preciousness and delicacy of life. But by often witnessing the gracious smiles of my father’s patients, I also came to appreciate the quality of life. My unique journey to medicine has been one of self-discovery and a test of my will. Like the astronomer, I have also had to find clarity in the obscured.

I am an African-American Jewish girl adopted and raised by two white moms. My environment taught me the importance of inclusion. As one of the few African-American females at Lincoln High School, life was difficult for me at the beginning of freshman year, because my friends from elementary and middle school began excluding me from activities, lunch plans, and social events. I still don’t really know why this happened. Maybe they thought I wasn’t smart or cool enough, or maybe because I am black. I eventually made other friends, but this experience taught me the devastating impact of being excluded. At the end of freshman year, I joined the Black Student Union (BSU) and Jewish Student Union (JSU). I felt very welcomed, like I belonged. This

My success comes from me wanting to go to a decent college that has the programs that I would like. Success doesn't have to be the same for everyone, the meaning of success can vary. For me, success is all A’s in honors classes and getting commended on all of my STAAR tests. For some others, success might be passing all of their classes as well as the STAAR tests.

She appeared in all white. Her conversation was just right.  Flirted just a little, her smile was so polite. With each word she painted an perfect picture. I couldn't believe my eyes.  Until the puzzle pieces began to  cramble. Unable to repair her but trying only lost mine. Decived was a understatement all fueled with her consent lies in the end what happened to my angel when repersentive first arrived.

As I hear laughing and gossip vibrate through the wind, I look down and analyze all the things that are wrong with me. The first thought that enters my mind concerns my appearance. I think about the decisions I made this morning about my outfit, hair, and makeup. My face becomes bright red and my heart fills with anxiety. I assume that every overheard conversation is about me. I see watching me with judgemental eyes as I hide my face behind my hair looking and pretend to occupy myself with the blank screen of my phone. In those moments of anxiety and fear, I lose my train of thought and get lost in all the insecurities I have built up inside of me. These emotions have existed within me for nine years. I have since developed the security and

When writing a personal essay about myself, I feel it would not be complete without including my foremost passion. This interest of mine has been ingrained in my being so long that I can’t pinpoint exactly when it began. This sizable part of my life is the world of sports. Many of my earliest memories as a child include moments from the sports I participated in. Some memories were good, some not so good but nonetheless I was always eager to try different sports, and growing up these included: soccer, hockey, baseball, basketball, wrestling, karate, football, golf, skiing, and tennis.

Reflecting over my life brings to my mind many different memories. I can think of countless meaningful events that have taken place, whether that’s a vacation with family, or just summer nights spent with friends. Each and every day I do things that might be similar to the things I did yesterday, but yet each day is so completely different. Throughout my life, many different things have taken place, and I can think of only one thing I would like to change.

Two choices I could take And no I could not select both. A split second decision I was forced to make To plunge in and help, despite the fear or, Follow my instincts and save myself I chose to help, risking it all