College Admissions Essay: What Makes Me Who I Am

I’ve manage to find a way to overcome the difficulties that the challenges may bring. Despite, how big or small the challenge may seem. This brings me to a time when life was only starting to begin a little earlier than expected. On September 26, 1995 a baby was born but, not just any baby. Me! I was born a premature baby at 3 pounds and 11 ounces, hang on to dear life. As the doctor break the bad news to my mother and father, that their baby girl was born with undeveloped lungs due to premature birth. With this setback, all hope seem to be lost. But, as time went by hold on with family and friends' prayers on my side. That 3 pounds and 11 ounces baby begins to fight for survival, and each day I grow stronger and stronger until, I was even strong enough to have beaten all odds of living a normal life. Now, I’m a 20 year old college student/starter business owner who has overcome all odds with an inspiring life to others.

I am a genuine, honest, empathetic and accomplished person. I am more the introverted type of person. I am very curious and open-minded person, out of the many forms intelligence can have I value open-mindedness very much considering we live in a world full of possibilities where we still have a lot to learn and discover – I value more how a person thinks, his/her logic of thinking rather than what she/he knows by memory or repetition. I am a quietly confident person, analytical and respectful. I am a very kind individual but not over-accommodating, I discard people who try to take advantage of my loving and caring nature, needless to say I don’t like people who engage in disrespectful and bullying behaviors. That being said, I make

Before I was born, my parents went to Bryce Canyon on a vacation. They decided that they really liked the name Bryce. And so, on September 3rd, 2002, Ryan and I were born in the Sparrow Hospital in Lansing, Michigan. My parents had only wanted three kids, but they ended up with five. First, they had one kid, my sister Sierra, who is now 17 years old, and almost 18. Then my parents wanted another kid, and ended up with twins, my brother Nate and my other sister Autumn. My mom and dad decided that they could handle one more kid, but they got another set of twins, my brother Ryan and me. And so, Sierra, Autumn, Nate, Ryan, and I made up the 5 chaotic kids in the Brown family. My parents named me after Bryce

Through the inspirational words of my grandfather I learned much about myself. For the past nine years of my life I have heard the words you are great and successful. Those exact words came form the mouth of my greatest hero my grandfather. With his inspirational words I applied them to three main obstacles I have faced. The first main obstacle I have faced was my fear of failure. At times it controlled me causing me to believe I was incompetent in certain aspects of life. Another obstacle was tough challenges that seemed unbearable and difficult to prevail. The last obstacle was me being my worst enemy which caused me to be a hindrance to myself. Although these obstacles were burdensome the each equipped me to be resilient. The words my grandfather spoke to me became my inspiration. I overcame my fears, defied my challenges, and became my own friend by believing in the words you are great and successful.

My life has had its ups and downs and, for that, I am utterly grateful; for it has made me a stronger and better person. As a child, I had a simple but fruitful childhood. I was born before one in the afternoon, and I am told that I was welcomed with much love on February 13, 1992, in National City, California. I was named after my father’s youngest brother to commemorate his honor. I would be the last child my parents would ever have. My father had been married twice and fathered a total of five boys. Growing up, I would say, that we as a family, had our ups and downs just like any other family; however, our ups and downs, in the end, ultimately, always brought us closer and closer –we learned to lean on each other, to support one another, to preserve each other. This, I believe, helped me for what was to come. In my early years, my mother fell into an illness that she would never overcome. It vastly impacted my life in the most dramatic way possible. After her passing, it was like a great icon in my life was now gone… an icon that would never return. The months that followed were the hardest in my life. But with the help of my loving father and brothers I would prevail; I would eventually fill this hole in my heart and raise to an enhanced me. The void left from my mother’s passing helped bring the family even closer; it was like a cliché: for the most intense of hopes come from the saddest tragedies.

This essay explores who I am as a student. As a person, I am very well-rounded, enjoying a variety of subjects, sports and activities. A number of my favorite activities pertain to the Science, Math and Computer Science House’s focuses on rigorous mathematics, science, and computer science curricula focused on problem solving skills and research. Through studies in Science, Engineering, Honors Geometry and Computer Applications along with volunteering, I have learned a vast amount about mathematics, science, and computer science, seeing firsthand how to research and problem solve in the most effective methods.

With each passing day, I began counting them down and marking them off on my calender. In the mean time, as I observed new patients entering the program, I could not help but notice the excruciating extent of suffering drugs and/or alcohol subjected them to. Most of them appeared almost weightless as if they were suffering from starvation. The texture of their skin appeared dried out, pale and wrinkled. The impotence they endured over their drug(s) of choice was obviously tormenting. Likewise, A glimpse into their burgundy colored eyes told practically their entire story as I could virtually feel the pain thumping inside their chests. Repeatedly, I observed storm-like tears slithering down their cheeks as their faces implied how clueless they were about what to expect. I was forced to ask myself, “how much of what I saw was me?” I continued to question whether

My college applications were complete and I was on top of the world. My father couldn’t be more proud of my accomplishment. His face beamed with excitement as he enthusiastically told all of his friends, colleagues, and family that I was about to transfer to a university. The rejoicing didn’t last long, and came to an abrupt halt when I witnessed my father having a seizure and collapsing. He was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor that week and passed away the following summer, causing my life to take a drastic turn. Since my father was the only person I relied on, his passing had a major impact on my life. Yet, the hardships subsequent to his passing played a powerful role in the person I have become and fuel my pursuit of becoming an attorney.

Ever since the very beginning of my life, it feels as if everything has always been surreal.  My dreams and goals all took a long time to come together but they were definitely worth the wait; everything started to take shape during my first few breaths.  Thirty minutes later into being born a day early, I was born to my mother, delivered by more than seven doctors, across the street from what is now my dream college.  I was what both my parents enjoy to mention as much as possible, a very difficult child ever since birth; as I had independently decided I would rather be different and special, and I came out sideways.  Which, due to my ingenious acts my mother who was surrounded by doctors, was in the best hands.

“Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanishes away.” James chapter 4 and verse 14. One of my favorite bible verses. Life is short, really short, and so many people take it for granted, I know I use to. Think of life like a puzzle, as you grow up, you keep adding pieces that make up who you are. When I got the question “What Am I Becoming?” I honestly had so much to write about but no idea how to write it. I know what I want to be but who I am becoming is the real question. So let me start at the very beginning.

Emerging from an environment full of toxicity and hostility, most individuals find it extremely difficult to grasp how much I have endured throughout my life, but still manage to blossom virtually unscathed both mentally and physically. Although I do not skate through life as some others do, I know I cannot manage on my own. My life this past year would notably emit a constant negative outlook on my world today without the aid of my significant other, Dillan. From the hardships I have endured, I am constantly laboring to overcome the past and reflecting on the impact of my significant other, Dillan, especially when it comes to battling with myself about who I am and what my future might hold.

My life started in a town called Troy in northern Ohio, on January the 30th in the year 1999 I was born in Miami Valley hospital. Having lived in Ohio for four years my parents decided that they are going to take a leap of faith and move down south to Oxford North Carolina. This decision changed a lot of things around in my life, no longer could we pile into the car and go to grandma’s house, or drive to a Walmart that was less than 5 miles away. We now lived in the “country” where everybody knows everyone and secrets spread faster than a wild fire. Growing up school was never a real challenge for me, I began elementary school at Stovall Shaw Elementary in Stovall North Carolina. Thankfully classes for me were never too challenging I was always able to do more than just get by. During my second grade year I met the teacher that not only taught me the course content, but also gave me life and moral lessons that every young child should be told. Mrs. Lyons or as I like to call her “MeMa”, played a significant role in the person I am today. I’ll never forget the day we were in class working on some math equations, and the way our class was set up there were two different sections of class. One for more advanced students and another for students who maybe needed a little more help. So, with that being said she put two different math equations on the board one more difficult than the other to account for the more advanced children in the class. I subconsciously begin to work on

On March 9, 1996, I was born to a teen mother and father in Savanna-la-mar Westmoreland, Jamaica. Two years later my sister was born. A couple years after my sister was born our parents split after they had a huge fight. From that day forward my relationship with my father has degenerated as he wasn’t around as much as he used to. He would promise to take me and my sister to the beach or out to eat, but never showed up. On December 2006, my mother, my sister and I moved from Jamaica to the United States. My mother used all of her life saves to get us to America where she hoped we would have better life. We stayed with my aunt in San Antonio for a year until my mom get back on feet. Schools in America were much different from those in Jamaica, but I was a great learner so class work was easy for me. In Jamaica, we spoke “Patios” a broken form of English, so while I could understand everybody else they couldn’t understand me. I would constantly have to repeat what I said previously, which discouraged me from talking much. After a year in San Antonio we moved to Houston where we got an apartment close my other aunt. I wasn’t really a fan of the move as I would have to make new friends again as I had done the year before, but I grew to like it. The coming school year I decided to join band because I loved music and wanted to make some myself, I chose the trumpet as my instrument. The next year I entered middle school and was finally able to play sports, and I was so excited.

As a very small child I don’t remember too much, but the things that I do remember were seen through a child’s eyes that has made me the person that I am today and I will always have those memory’s with me until my last breath on this earth. In this essay I intend to show how my childhood and adult life to this point has influenced my life, my journey. By utilizing the adult development theories from this class I also intend on showing how they relate to my Life experiences and where I am today as an Adult student.

I remember being a child and going to the grocery store with my mother. At some point, my mother would turn her back and I’d get distracted by something. 5 minutes later I’d turn around and she’d be gone. I remember the panic I felt while I would run around calling out to her and how all of a sudden I felt very alone in a very large place. My heart would race, I’d be on the verge of tears, and it felt as though she would never come back for me and I’d be alone forever. That’s exactly how I felt when my parents dropped me off at Flagler and for my entire first semester.