Essay for NYU... please help me

danhyoo
Fri, 15 Oct 2004 18:18:55 +0000

hey… i changed it a little… can you guys comment on this? not the spelling errors… its rough draft

An event that matured me to confidence to confront strangers was on a


plane. It occured on a jet plane back to nj from a technology
conference in Silicon Valley, California. Although I was active with
schoolwork as I was invited to this conference, I was not interactive
with strangers, even at the conference with myself with new faces for
eleven days. Shy and aloof to those whom i did not have to interact
with, I usually ignored strangers around me - those who walked by on
the street, those who used the urinal before i did, and those who sat
next to me on planes. It was an unexpected day, where I was crushed by
a large man, that change how I deal with people today.
I sat down on my sat on the plane and took out a book, and entered a
different world. Deep into the story, I felt a wall slowly closing in
front of me slowly. Waking me back into sad world again, I noticed a
heavy man in front of me wanting to be comfortable by leaning his
chair back into my knee. Okay, he will probably notice that he is a
little too far back any time.
360 seconds past, and now the attack were pouring onto my defenseless
knee. I tried to retreat from the heavy attack, but there was nowhere
to run. I tried to budge my way left. Failed. I tried to budge my way
right. Failed. Oh my goodness, my next stop is going to be the
ambulance if I don’t think of something quick. I thought hard. Should
I call support from other two limbs above the helpless knee? I was in
desperate need. I placed my hands on the backseat ahead of me, and
pushed it slowly and subtly to lessen the force on my knees. It warded
off the pain temporarily, but my support soon faded. There must be a
way.
Tables needed to be turned. I had to take actions for myself and go
on the attack myself. With ferocity, I viciously retaliated by asking
cordially “excuse me sir. Is it okay if you can move up your seat just
a little, it’s touching my knee” concluding with a gentle smile. “Oh
of course. No problem.” He adjusted the seat, and the backseat slowly
backed away from its victims, letting regaining life after the
dreadful damage. “Thank you sir, it’s much better now”
This 10 minute event matured me to have confidence to confront
strangers. Two weeks ago, I saw one of my timid friend scratching his
head, struggling over a math problem. After seeing him, a flashback
went through my head of me in the airplane ride struggling, I sat next
to him and supported his war against a calculus problem on
derivatives, concluding this struggle in less than a minute.