<p>Which one of subjects above might be interesting? If you were an adcom which one would you like to read about. Please read the summary.</p>
<p>I think that I might write about my experience in School back home. OK In my country, we rarely have electricity (even if I was living in a big city), I had to sit in front of stores and banks at night to study because there was no electricity in my home. During HS + primary school, I mostly used books that belonged to my 35 year-old sister when she was in school. It’s a tradition back home to pass books down from friends to family, from generation to generation. We also didn’t have enough money to buy new books so we made copies sometimes. I sometimes walk three hours to go to school because there was no money for taxies and I didn’t want to miss school since my mother never missed her a day at work even if she had to walk. With this story, I want to show that we human don’t need all the materialistic things that we think we can’t live without ( I was poor but happy and my family is really tight). I also want to tell the adm… that walking miles with my brothers to look for water for home shaped my life. It gave me the incentive to become successful in school because I don’t want to go back to poverty. Aas an xxx major I want to use what I will learn in xx school to create progress out of the few resources that we have in my country so the next generation can have a better life than I did. My experience made me become an ambitious person but I am still humble. </p>
<p>My other choice was to talk about my father who had Alzheimer and renal failure. I met him only once when I was 6. Than at 14 he was brought to my house and I received the biggest shock in my life. He had Alzheimer. Since there was no money to put him in a center, we kept him in the house. Terrible things happen from then ( I was the one who stayed home to look after him), Staying with him all day was a big pressure. I was upset because he didn’t know me and I didn’t understand what Alzheimer was. One day he told me that he loved me cause I was his child but I contradicted him and say that he didn’t even know who I was [ he got sick when I was one]. We always fought, I thought that I hated him but when I found him dying 2 years later( I was the only one home) I tried my best to save (CPR with neighbor/childhood best friend ) him and said" God why don’t you take my life instead". I realized that I didn’t hated him as I thought, it took me 3 years to stop blaming myself for not dying instead of him. I was bad in physics so I thought that I forgot the formulas and other stuff because I started to get Alzhimer too (LOLI was so dumb, right?), so I was really mad at my dad cause we had too many things in common.</p>
<p>With this story I want to show that even our enemies, those we don’t know or don’t like deserve respect from us. When I tried to save my dad, I din’t considerate him as my father. To me I was just helping a regular person.</p>
<p>I am an happy person, I love life and try to find something to laugh in any situation. So I don’t want to sound like I am looking for pity from the adcom. I am even hesitated to write about my daddy because I feel that it would be selfish to use his sad story to get into college. I never wanted to talk about it but now I got over his death so I feel more comfortable.</p>
<p>Any thoughts? Thanks for reading it</p>