Could you guys please look at my DS?
Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 9:41 pm
I would really appreciate any comment..
Thank you,
When I was in the 9th grade, I made the most significant decision of my life. I left Korea by myself to pursue a better education in America. Moreover, I was excited to have an opportunity to live in a society where people from different cultures live together and befriend with them.
When I moved to America, I attended a boarding school in Chattanooga, Tennessee. I was ready to enjoy the diversity the school offered. However, I was dismayed to find myself slowly becoming an outcast; making friends seemed to be the most difficult task in the world. Without my family to support me, I lost self-esteem and suffered from sheer loneliness that I never felt before. Every day, I grew reclusive more than before, spending most of my days alone in my room staring at the computer screen.
Just when I started to lose my hope for the American dream, I met my second roommate who would change my life. He was an international student from Honduras, but he was different from me; he completely blended in with the students at my school. One night, I was eager to find out his secrets. “Stop noticing they are not Koreans like you” was the verbatim answer I would never forget. It was an awakening; I, for the first time, realized that my strategy to fit into the school was wrong.
My roommate’s answer taught me an important lesson. I learned that I had been forcing myself to tolerate the cultural differences between me and my colleagues with a conviction that my tolerance was a sign of my appreciation of their cultures. Yet, I realized my endurance did not truly close the gap between me and the other students. Instead of people with different backgrounds, I started to perceive my fellow students just as another teenager like myself. It was surprising how easily my change in attitude allowed me to be a part of the school society and enjoy the diversity, for which I hoped before coming to America. After all, the true diversity was not a fruit of tolerance of discrepancies but of recognizing others as nothing different from oneself. By sharing my lesson and experiences from my high school with other students, I believe I can contribute to the diversity of X University community.
Thank you,
When I was in the 9th grade, I made the most significant decision of my life. I left Korea by myself to pursue a better education in America. Moreover, I was excited to have an opportunity to live in a society where people from different cultures live together and befriend with them.
When I moved to America, I attended a boarding school in Chattanooga, Tennessee. I was ready to enjoy the diversity the school offered. However, I was dismayed to find myself slowly becoming an outcast; making friends seemed to be the most difficult task in the world. Without my family to support me, I lost self-esteem and suffered from sheer loneliness that I never felt before. Every day, I grew reclusive more than before, spending most of my days alone in my room staring at the computer screen.
Just when I started to lose my hope for the American dream, I met my second roommate who would change my life. He was an international student from Honduras, but he was different from me; he completely blended in with the students at my school. One night, I was eager to find out his secrets. “Stop noticing they are not Koreans like you” was the verbatim answer I would never forget. It was an awakening; I, for the first time, realized that my strategy to fit into the school was wrong.
My roommate’s answer taught me an important lesson. I learned that I had been forcing myself to tolerate the cultural differences between me and my colleagues with a conviction that my tolerance was a sign of my appreciation of their cultures. Yet, I realized my endurance did not truly close the gap between me and the other students. Instead of people with different backgrounds, I started to perceive my fellow students just as another teenager like myself. It was surprising how easily my change in attitude allowed me to be a part of the school society and enjoy the diversity, for which I hoped before coming to America. After all, the true diversity was not a fruit of tolerance of discrepancies but of recognizing others as nothing different from oneself. By sharing my lesson and experiences from my high school with other students, I believe I can contribute to the diversity of X University community.