- Mon Jan 04, 2016 12:14 pm
#21460
Hi this is in response to your twitter post. This is my finished personal statement, I'm curious what your thoughts are.
My life began in a less than ideal way. My father left my mother when I was still a baby, and as such I was raised by a single mother who was struggling financially and emotionally. I grew up in a rough area and as a child I roamed my neighborhood, learning the ways of the streets. I learned quickly how to be independent, avoid trouble, and make friends in difficult situations. My circumstance did not give me a good outlook for future success. However, a combination of my own tenacity and the intervention of kind people has allowed me to come as far as I have today.
I moved to a better school district before I started high school. At my new high school, my success indicators were not promising; I had a 1.9 GPA and was frequently getting into trouble at school. It was during my junior year that I met my goofy best-friend Dan. Dan, by all accounts, was a character but what surprised me the most about him was not his quirky nature, but his sincere kindness. He genuinely cared about people and it was evident in the way he treated everyone around him. His behavior was in stark contrast to what I had learned to expect from my peers. Most people I knew saw others mainly as a means to an end, Dan did not. Meeting a genuinely kind person may not be all that spectacular, but it did have a profound impact on my life.
Dan and I became close friends and he invited me to his church's youth group. As I attended youth group, I started noticing that many of the people I met were as genuine and kind as Dan was. So, I started frequenting this church, I began to get to know the members of the congregation, and they started to invest their time in my life. My friends and mentors at this church saw potential in me and I started seeing potential in myself. As a result my grades improved, I took a leading role in church events, and I started volunteering at the junior high youth group.
After graduating high school I began attending community college. During my sophomore year of college I was presented with an opportunity to go on a summer mission trip to Anse à Galets, Haiti. I was young and optimistic and it seemed like a great opportunity for me to save the world. Additionally, the narrative I was told about Haiti was one I could empathize with. So I began fund-raising so that I could experience Haiti for myself.
Once I arrived in Haiti I felt as if I were in a scene from a movie. I saw houses of scrap metal and sticks that were fastened together with twine or rope. Children playing in the streets would either run and surround our group or shout “blan” (white) and point at us whenever we walked by. I felt like a celebrity on an exotic vacation. That feeling vanished once I saw children with the trademark sign of undernourishment in Haitians, yellowed hair. Seeing kids who were most likely starving was upsetting to say the least. In that moment my exotic vacation transformed into a journey of understanding. I began to see the challenges faced by Haitians on a daily basis; I worried about things like car payments or my grades at school while these people worried about providing health care and food for their families. This stark contrast gave me a sense of purpose on this trip. This trip became about connecting with a people that had been left alone and hopeless. Going to Haiti opened my eyes to a world I could never truly know and hardships I have never experienced. This realization taught me to be grateful for all of the advantages that I have and has endowed me with a sense of responsibility to help those less fortunate than myself.
Toward the end of my two years at community college my already unstable family situation began to deteriorate. All in sequence, my mother was rendered disabled by a car accident, my brother encountered legal trouble, and my absentee father reappeared in my life. As a result of these compounding factors, my home life became a source of great stress for me. The most significant stressor was trying to take care of my mother when she could no longer support herself. It was particularly challenging because I had to put my college career on standby as I was forced to move back in with my mom or else allow her to become homeless. Naturally, I chose the former and I got a delivery job to help the pay the rent and put food on the table. However, no matter how hard I worked there was never enough money to both pay rent and to buy food. One thing that gave me the strength to keep going in the face of difficulty was the memory of the people in Haiti and the resilience they showed in the face of hardship. It took about a year, but because of hard work, local charity, and an accident settlement I was able to return to school, albeit with the occasional responsibility of financially supporting my mother.
As time went on I continued to attend summer trips to Haiti. The January before the fourth trip began, the previous leader of the trip approached me about the possibility of leading the fourth trip with two other students. I was excited for the opportunity to lead and grow so I accepted the responsibility. I was the most experienced member of the Haiti team and as such everyone was looking to me for guidance and leadership. I was responsible for the planning, safety, logistics, and team training of 12 people for an international service trip to a developing country. This task was challenging, but it was also an invaluable learning and leadership experience.
All of these experiences have made me who I am today. I have learned just how difficult life can be and I have overcome a great deal. I believe that my variety of experiences and skills will enable me to serve my future clients and succeed in law school. I would be very honored to enter into the profession of law.
My life began in a less than ideal way. My father left my mother when I was still a baby, and as such I was raised by a single mother who was struggling financially and emotionally. I grew up in a rough area and as a child I roamed my neighborhood, learning the ways of the streets. I learned quickly how to be independent, avoid trouble, and make friends in difficult situations. My circumstance did not give me a good outlook for future success. However, a combination of my own tenacity and the intervention of kind people has allowed me to come as far as I have today.
I moved to a better school district before I started high school. At my new high school, my success indicators were not promising; I had a 1.9 GPA and was frequently getting into trouble at school. It was during my junior year that I met my goofy best-friend Dan. Dan, by all accounts, was a character but what surprised me the most about him was not his quirky nature, but his sincere kindness. He genuinely cared about people and it was evident in the way he treated everyone around him. His behavior was in stark contrast to what I had learned to expect from my peers. Most people I knew saw others mainly as a means to an end, Dan did not. Meeting a genuinely kind person may not be all that spectacular, but it did have a profound impact on my life.
Dan and I became close friends and he invited me to his church's youth group. As I attended youth group, I started noticing that many of the people I met were as genuine and kind as Dan was. So, I started frequenting this church, I began to get to know the members of the congregation, and they started to invest their time in my life. My friends and mentors at this church saw potential in me and I started seeing potential in myself. As a result my grades improved, I took a leading role in church events, and I started volunteering at the junior high youth group.
After graduating high school I began attending community college. During my sophomore year of college I was presented with an opportunity to go on a summer mission trip to Anse à Galets, Haiti. I was young and optimistic and it seemed like a great opportunity for me to save the world. Additionally, the narrative I was told about Haiti was one I could empathize with. So I began fund-raising so that I could experience Haiti for myself.
Once I arrived in Haiti I felt as if I were in a scene from a movie. I saw houses of scrap metal and sticks that were fastened together with twine or rope. Children playing in the streets would either run and surround our group or shout “blan” (white) and point at us whenever we walked by. I felt like a celebrity on an exotic vacation. That feeling vanished once I saw children with the trademark sign of undernourishment in Haitians, yellowed hair. Seeing kids who were most likely starving was upsetting to say the least. In that moment my exotic vacation transformed into a journey of understanding. I began to see the challenges faced by Haitians on a daily basis; I worried about things like car payments or my grades at school while these people worried about providing health care and food for their families. This stark contrast gave me a sense of purpose on this trip. This trip became about connecting with a people that had been left alone and hopeless. Going to Haiti opened my eyes to a world I could never truly know and hardships I have never experienced. This realization taught me to be grateful for all of the advantages that I have and has endowed me with a sense of responsibility to help those less fortunate than myself.
Toward the end of my two years at community college my already unstable family situation began to deteriorate. All in sequence, my mother was rendered disabled by a car accident, my brother encountered legal trouble, and my absentee father reappeared in my life. As a result of these compounding factors, my home life became a source of great stress for me. The most significant stressor was trying to take care of my mother when she could no longer support herself. It was particularly challenging because I had to put my college career on standby as I was forced to move back in with my mom or else allow her to become homeless. Naturally, I chose the former and I got a delivery job to help the pay the rent and put food on the table. However, no matter how hard I worked there was never enough money to both pay rent and to buy food. One thing that gave me the strength to keep going in the face of difficulty was the memory of the people in Haiti and the resilience they showed in the face of hardship. It took about a year, but because of hard work, local charity, and an accident settlement I was able to return to school, albeit with the occasional responsibility of financially supporting my mother.
As time went on I continued to attend summer trips to Haiti. The January before the fourth trip began, the previous leader of the trip approached me about the possibility of leading the fourth trip with two other students. I was excited for the opportunity to lead and grow so I accepted the responsibility. I was the most experienced member of the Haiti team and as such everyone was looking to me for guidance and leadership. I was responsible for the planning, safety, logistics, and team training of 12 people for an international service trip to a developing country. This task was challenging, but it was also an invaluable learning and leadership experience.
All of these experiences have made me who I am today. I have learned just how difficult life can be and I have overcome a great deal. I believe that my variety of experiences and skills will enable me to serve my future clients and succeed in law school. I would be very honored to enter into the profession of law.