I believe i am getting close to my final draft...
Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 9:29 pm
Other than going trough for grammar several times I think i am close.
There are moments in life that test us and bring out our character. Growing up in Chicago the only goal was to finish high school and find a job. My mother was pregnant at 16. My father went to work straight out of high school. We couldn't afford college, so I never thought about going. Then the football recruiters started calling and suddenly I felt like I had options. I was no longer bound to graduating high school and going to work bread as I did every summer. College was like being in a foreign land for me; not only am I the first person in my family to graduate from college, I am the first person to go. Scholarships helped with tuition but I couldn't afford the books. I felt like the kid who couldn't afford his lunch all over again. I felt like I didn't belong. Embarrassed I buried myself in sports and hid myself away from my academics.
Eventually I found myself out of school. I laid awake every night thinking about how I got where I was. I had deep doubts about my place at college. Wrestling with my doubts, I thought about the example I was setting for my younger siblings. I didn't want them to think that college wasn't for us. I made the choice not to surrender. Even if the odds were against me, I would find a way.
This story is not meant to illustrate an excuse for my past, but to show the character for strength I possess. My past stands a reminder of what I am fighting for. Overcoming obstacles I was born into and ones I placed in my own path, I refused to surrender even when everyone had given up hope for me. My resilience comes from my struggles. Throughout my life I have leaned on my struggles to develop my strengths. My experiences early in my college career brought me to the understanding of my responsibilities to myself and others. I emerged a stronger and more dedicated student with an increased desire to have an effect on the world around me
When I chose to continue my degree in History I was unsure what career path was right for me. After working in a museum, I recognized that simply working with history was not for me. When I decided to look into law, I stumbled onto Mock Trial. Leaving that encounter I knew one thing, I wanted more. For the first time I found a career I was passionate about. Once again hanging over my head was a past that could have made me feel like I didn’t belong. However this time was different, my thirst for law and desire to attend law school strengthened my resolve. I satisfied my craving to learn more about law through my studies. When I was assigned to write and present a case brief on capital punishment in a course on The Bill of Rights I discovered where I wanted to make my mark. I found myself fervently arguing in opposition to the death penalty, challenging the views of the majority of my class. Issues on criminal law and the effect of social inequality had entangled me. I learned how law can be the voice and protection for those who are subjugated to unfair practices. Growing up as an inner city kid from a low income family gave me a personal connection to these issues. This is why I want to study Criminal Law. As a lawyer I can assist people who, like me, have been adversely affected my social inequalities.
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There are moments in life that test us and bring out our character. Growing up in Chicago the only goal was to finish high school and find a job. My mother was pregnant at 16. My father went to work straight out of high school. We couldn't afford college, so I never thought about going. Then the football recruiters started calling and suddenly I felt like I had options. I was no longer bound to graduating high school and going to work bread as I did every summer. College was like being in a foreign land for me; not only am I the first person in my family to graduate from college, I am the first person to go. Scholarships helped with tuition but I couldn't afford the books. I felt like the kid who couldn't afford his lunch all over again. I felt like I didn't belong. Embarrassed I buried myself in sports and hid myself away from my academics.
Eventually I found myself out of school. I laid awake every night thinking about how I got where I was. I had deep doubts about my place at college. Wrestling with my doubts, I thought about the example I was setting for my younger siblings. I didn't want them to think that college wasn't for us. I made the choice not to surrender. Even if the odds were against me, I would find a way.
This story is not meant to illustrate an excuse for my past, but to show the character for strength I possess. My past stands a reminder of what I am fighting for. Overcoming obstacles I was born into and ones I placed in my own path, I refused to surrender even when everyone had given up hope for me. My resilience comes from my struggles. Throughout my life I have leaned on my struggles to develop my strengths. My experiences early in my college career brought me to the understanding of my responsibilities to myself and others. I emerged a stronger and more dedicated student with an increased desire to have an effect on the world around me
When I chose to continue my degree in History I was unsure what career path was right for me. After working in a museum, I recognized that simply working with history was not for me. When I decided to look into law, I stumbled onto Mock Trial. Leaving that encounter I knew one thing, I wanted more. For the first time I found a career I was passionate about. Once again hanging over my head was a past that could have made me feel like I didn’t belong. However this time was different, my thirst for law and desire to attend law school strengthened my resolve. I satisfied my craving to learn more about law through my studies. When I was assigned to write and present a case brief on capital punishment in a course on The Bill of Rights I discovered where I wanted to make my mark. I found myself fervently arguing in opposition to the death penalty, challenging the views of the majority of my class. Issues on criminal law and the effect of social inequality had entangled me. I learned how law can be the voice and protection for those who are subjugated to unfair practices. Growing up as an inner city kid from a low income family gave me a personal connection to these issues. This is why I want to study Criminal Law. As a lawyer I can assist people who, like me, have been adversely affected my social inequalities.
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