Personal Narrative: I Want To Become A Racist

I was born into a multicultural environment that allowed me to understand new perspectives and the world around me. At the start of my life, I was born into a poor Mexican family with no hope insight for a future that we could start anew. Through this, I learned humility, an understanding that no matter who we are or how we started, we can become so much more than we were before. By the time I was 5, my father and mother, poor illegal immigrants, had created an empire for themselves from the basis of a flower shop, and just like Andrew Carnegie, they became inspirations for many poor Mexicans back in my hometown of Cuernavaca, and  icons for myself. Their newfound riches provided me with ambition, a new understanding into the importance of

Hinds Community College has undoubtedly enabled me to grow as both a student and a leader during my time enrolled. My passion has always lie in the film and media industry, which made Hind’s film program the perfect choice for me. Before entering this program my skills were unrefined, but now I have been given the knowledge to pursue a career in the film industry with the confidence in my ability to complete any necessary job. Since joining this program, I have become the Media Associate at First Ridgeland Baptist church in charge of all video projects, the sole video contractor for Harmonic Audio and Concert Production which is a multi-state concert production company, the lead contractor for a major theater

NYU Tisch offers me both the rich history of matriculating successful alumni such as the likes of Vince Gilligan, Joel Coen, and Martin Scorsese, as well as a group of talented screenwriting students who stimulate an aspect of countless possibilities. For example, during a visit to NYU, I met first-year student AJ Johnson who majors in Dramatic Writing. His academics and

Initially I did not feel inclined to study law. I always felt a strong sense of moral obligation, however being a solicitor was not a career that I originally would have chosen for myself. 2 years ago this all changed when a man called Anthony Graves was bought to my attention in citizenship class, the man that served 18 years in prison and was then exonerated I was troubled that such a phenomenal miscarriage of justice could have taken place. I then took it upon myself to divulge further into the world of law, and the deeper I delved the more I found myself fascinated and to a certain degree intoxicated by what I discovered. My thirst for knowledge began years ago and it has not been sated. During my school years I went on a trip to a local magistrates court and had the opportunity to question solicitors and barristers and actually witness firsthand the duties that a solicitor had to complete, I knew from that moment that this is what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. I discovered through questioning and research that the best way to become a solicitor is through university, this course is the only way that I can achieve my dream of becoming a solicitor. Simply put I cannot abide in a world where injustice is happening right in front of me and not do a single thing about it. It is my genuine belief that it is every

As I entered my teen years, my father expected more out of me than just being a good student. Dad always seemed to have projects going on around the house, and I became his helper. It did not matter what the project was, he always seemed to need my help and I was not happy about that. I had better things to do than wasting a weekend working around the house. Somehow my dad knew how to do everything and felt it was his job to teach all of it to me. I was a teenager and had all of the knowledge I would ever need, so I thought. As it turned out, most of the skills I obtained helping my father led me to a rather lucrative career in manufacturing a few years later.

You know I felt very supported along the way by my parents. They never directed me on any certain path, but they talked to me about my goals and aspirations, and helped me with my confidence level and thinking that I could do anything in this world.

Im standing in line waiting my turn to race. I am at the university of tennessee about to race the 200M freestyle against 50 of the top kids in the entire southeast. I'm nervous but excited I am prepared but worried and I am thinking of everything that could go wrong but I keep my focus. I have to it's too late to go back now. Finally it's my turn I step up on the block and I get ready, the siren sounds I jump of the block into the water I try to remember everything my coach taught me in practice everything that got me to this point. I make the first turn I am in the middle of the pack making sure to pace myself turn 2 into turn 3 I am now headed down the home stretch putting everything I have into this last stretch and it pays off 3rd place and 20th place out of 50.

It was a scorching hot summer’s day. I felt a cool droplet of sweat tracing the curvature of my spine as it slowly dripped down my skin, soaking into my undershirt. “All I’ve done is check the equipment in the back of the ambulance", I thought to myself. I was immediately regretting agreeing to pick up this overtime shift. However, my Lieutenant was relentless in his persuasion and I reluctantly agreed to stay. Unbeknownst to me, his incessant blandishment that morning is partly responsible for me writing this essay today. It was during that shift I had a sudden realization which would dramatically alter the trajectory of my current course in life.

It was a scorching hot day and the wind was blowing the trees of the overgrown frost. I was at Bur Mill Park getting ready for a tennis match. I had on a red cornerstone shirt and a tennis skirt. My brown skin and dark- brown hair were burning in the sun. Mrs. Gulden, my tennis coach, was a miniscule lady with short-blonde hair. Mrs. Gaulden had just called our team over to review the line-up. As usual, I maintained my spot as the 5th seed. My team lined up and my coach called out the line-up one by one, as we met our opponents. My opponent was rather tall and maintained a menacing presence. She had medium sized light brown hair and peach colored skin. Although I can’t remember my opponents name, I was startled by her presence. Together, we walked over to the court and began our warm-ups.

The reason why I want to major in acting is because it's something I've been doing ever since I was little, I've been doing it ever since I was in elementary school, though I haven't done it in a long time I eventually picked it back up when I was in the the grade back at Windsor Middle school, and it was Alice in Wonderland, but I would soon be titled Alice in Underland. After a few years I knew what I wanted to do for a living, and that was to become an actor, and the school I would like to go for that is FSU, otherwise known as FLorida State University. What I hope for in the acting program there, is that it will tech me things that I didn't know you could do back when I was in high school, I hope that we can do different styles of theater

Recently declared as having the number one college in the nation, Claremont, California has been a bastion of education for many years. It is a small college suburb town on the eastern edge of Los Angeles County with a population of about 35,500 people. While hailed as a diverse community, the city’s racial complexion is rather unvaried. Nearly 55 percent of the population identifying as “white” with the next highest ethnic group being those that are of Latino heritage, with around 22 percent of the population. Asian Americans and African Americans represent around 15 and 5 percent of the population, respectively (US). The median household income is around $88,000, higher than the average for all of California. Claremont also has 7.2 percent

I am a sweating mess. Even though I went to the bathroom a little bit ago, I feel the need to pee again. Of course this isn’t a new feeling for me. It happens every time I am about to step on deck for a race. Just moments ago, I was laying on my towel, boiling in the sun (don’t worry mom I put on lots of sunscreen), listening to Justin Bieber music with my purple headphones. The loud speakers came across “Events 18, 19, and 20 please report. Events 18, 19, and 20 please report.” It was time to go swim my heart out. Now, my coaches are trying to prep me, saying that if I “focus on long strokes and fast kicks you can win this.” I didn’t care about coming away with a first place finish today though. I wanted to break 29 seconds. I wanted

I am drawn to Tisch because it offers students far more than the skills to make a narrative story; the school affords a comprehensive education on all aspects of film production, enabling a student to create music videos, documentaries, and commercials, or explore careers in off-screen work such as film promotion, film economics, and film history. Because I would love to one day start my own production company, I was excited to see programs at Stern such as the dual degree with a B.S. in Business and the minor in Business of Entertainment, Media, and Technology. NYU is connected like no other university, and offers precisely the kind of immersive education that would benefit my learning style. I have chosen NYU because I am confident that it has the resources that will enable me to make great contributions to the ever-changing and ever-exciting world of

As I stood, eager to step up, my mind races jumping from thought to thought. The whistle blows and my thinking ceded to tranquility as I climb on top. Upon the block, at the outside pool of UMBC, I stood on top of the world. There was a soothing breeze at the slightly above average altitude as I waited patiently. The voice comes on over the intercom; I distinctly remember my fourteen year old self being “startled” by the “pedophillic old man” that started me that day. “Take your mark…..” I dropped into position and awaited the sound of the buzzer. This is always the moment before a race where every swimmer is supposed to stare back at the block underneath themselves and partially at the water; I was preoccupied noticing how bony my feet looked

They’ve shown us what years of hard work, dedication, and commitment to excellence delivers. Their consistency to these principles reinforced our belief in them, additionally their prays kept us on track. My parents’ and other mentors’ guidence taught me that academic excellence requires an unwavering focus that isn’t always meet with immediate gratification. With the tools my parents provided and these ideals instilled into me, I know that a career that is both long and rigorous will merit my