Final draft Personal Statement
Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 11:25 am
Hello, I've edited this thing down a lot. This is my current final draft, and I wanted to stick it up on this forum for critques before I submit it. Any help is welcome and appreciated!
As a freshman in college, few things are more unnerving than meeting a teacher with a fierce reputation. I remember walking into Melba Halamicek’s classroom with a feeling of trepidation. Pianos were neatly lined up in rows across the room, all facing a tall, austere woman whose stern expression intimidated many students. Despite her harsh countenance and severely-cut auburn hair, her eyes were kind and playful. Her demeanor was simple and elegant, lacking the rancor you might expect from a professor whose renown preceded her.
On one October day, Mrs. Halamicek mentioned the opportunity for extra credit. Feeling nervous about my performance, I approached her after class. What she said shocked me. “You are doing well, actually. How would you like to be transferred into the Piano II course?” I nodded, still too surprised to think. She gave me the paperwork and sent me out the door.
I practiced hard to catch up with my new class. I felt driven to prove that I belonged in an upper-level course. Despite rigorous practice, I heard Mrs. Halamicek’s familiar phrase every day: “practice it and play for me again tomorrow.” By November, I caught up with the other students. By December, I surpassed my classmates. Mrs. Halamicek did not change, however. She critiqued every piece, and this in turn drove me to excel.
Although Mrs. Halamicek hounded me mercilessly, I discovered in January that she had been discussing my progress with the organ professor. She mentioned I was breezing through piano and needed something more difficult to challenge me. The pipe organ professor agreed to show me the organ, but only if I could play certain études she chose. I worked even harder on these musical exercises, sometimes practicing more on piano than I did on my own percussion practice.
I wasn’t sure I would be able to actually pursue pipe organ and become skilled enough to get a degree in 4 years, but I wanted to try. Organists typically play piano for 10 years prior to studying organ, but I had worked very hard in the past 3 months and had come a long way. The piece I was working on, Bach’s Minuet in D minor, was finally starting to feel good underneath my hands. I played the piece for her on Friday. She seemed pleased, but told me to return on Monday to play it again for her. It still didn’t sound quite right. I practiced hard all weekend, and walked to the classroom on the second floor on January 23rd 2006. To my surprise, the door was locked, and no one was in there. A note was taped to the door stating that class was cancelled until further notice. I would later discover that Mrs. Halamicek had died that weekend while rock climbing.
I was now at a crossroads. I could continue being a percussionist and play organ in my spare time, or despite my lack of experience, I could continue to work hard on piano and hope to become a pipe organist. Both choices were equally viable. I took two months to decide, but in the end, I finally chose to pursue the pipe organ. My organ teacher might have taught me, but Mrs. Halamicek inspired me. She showed me how to work hard and to not settle for ‘good enough’.
After I graduated in 2010, I took a job teaching music in an elementary school of 1,000 children in El Paso, Texas. Working on the border was a unique challenge. I learned during this time that students were in need of more help than music could provide. I saw children who came from less than desirable home lives, and I saw children who had been abused. I felt powerless, and I was sick far too often, even more so than most first-year teachers. Due to budget cuts, it was looking like my current job would not exist the next school year.
My interest in law started with a single book I checked out from the library on a whim. It provided something interesting to learn about and it was a relief from the stress of teaching. I soon became hooked on reading law-related texts, and I began to purchase books from the bookstore. Eventually, I decided to purchase an LSAT study guide. A familiar pattern was emerging, and at the end of the year, I was at a crossroads once more.
With its high requirements, affordable price and proximity to the Supreme Court, the U.S.C. School of Law is a natural choice. I chose this law school before I moved from New Mexico as the best and only law school I wish to attend. I am eager to begin the journey to become a lawyer. I know the path will be difficult, but Mrs. Halamicek has shown me the value of hard work and dedication to your craft.
As a freshman in college, few things are more unnerving than meeting a teacher with a fierce reputation. I remember walking into Melba Halamicek’s classroom with a feeling of trepidation. Pianos were neatly lined up in rows across the room, all facing a tall, austere woman whose stern expression intimidated many students. Despite her harsh countenance and severely-cut auburn hair, her eyes were kind and playful. Her demeanor was simple and elegant, lacking the rancor you might expect from a professor whose renown preceded her.
On one October day, Mrs. Halamicek mentioned the opportunity for extra credit. Feeling nervous about my performance, I approached her after class. What she said shocked me. “You are doing well, actually. How would you like to be transferred into the Piano II course?” I nodded, still too surprised to think. She gave me the paperwork and sent me out the door.
I practiced hard to catch up with my new class. I felt driven to prove that I belonged in an upper-level course. Despite rigorous practice, I heard Mrs. Halamicek’s familiar phrase every day: “practice it and play for me again tomorrow.” By November, I caught up with the other students. By December, I surpassed my classmates. Mrs. Halamicek did not change, however. She critiqued every piece, and this in turn drove me to excel.
Although Mrs. Halamicek hounded me mercilessly, I discovered in January that she had been discussing my progress with the organ professor. She mentioned I was breezing through piano and needed something more difficult to challenge me. The pipe organ professor agreed to show me the organ, but only if I could play certain études she chose. I worked even harder on these musical exercises, sometimes practicing more on piano than I did on my own percussion practice.
I wasn’t sure I would be able to actually pursue pipe organ and become skilled enough to get a degree in 4 years, but I wanted to try. Organists typically play piano for 10 years prior to studying organ, but I had worked very hard in the past 3 months and had come a long way. The piece I was working on, Bach’s Minuet in D minor, was finally starting to feel good underneath my hands. I played the piece for her on Friday. She seemed pleased, but told me to return on Monday to play it again for her. It still didn’t sound quite right. I practiced hard all weekend, and walked to the classroom on the second floor on January 23rd 2006. To my surprise, the door was locked, and no one was in there. A note was taped to the door stating that class was cancelled until further notice. I would later discover that Mrs. Halamicek had died that weekend while rock climbing.
I was now at a crossroads. I could continue being a percussionist and play organ in my spare time, or despite my lack of experience, I could continue to work hard on piano and hope to become a pipe organist. Both choices were equally viable. I took two months to decide, but in the end, I finally chose to pursue the pipe organ. My organ teacher might have taught me, but Mrs. Halamicek inspired me. She showed me how to work hard and to not settle for ‘good enough’.
After I graduated in 2010, I took a job teaching music in an elementary school of 1,000 children in El Paso, Texas. Working on the border was a unique challenge. I learned during this time that students were in need of more help than music could provide. I saw children who came from less than desirable home lives, and I saw children who had been abused. I felt powerless, and I was sick far too often, even more so than most first-year teachers. Due to budget cuts, it was looking like my current job would not exist the next school year.
My interest in law started with a single book I checked out from the library on a whim. It provided something interesting to learn about and it was a relief from the stress of teaching. I soon became hooked on reading law-related texts, and I began to purchase books from the bookstore. Eventually, I decided to purchase an LSAT study guide. A familiar pattern was emerging, and at the end of the year, I was at a crossroads once more.
With its high requirements, affordable price and proximity to the Supreme Court, the U.S.C. School of Law is a natural choice. I chose this law school before I moved from New Mexico as the best and only law school I wish to attend. I am eager to begin the journey to become a lawyer. I know the path will be difficult, but Mrs. Halamicek has shown me the value of hard work and dedication to your craft.