<p>This my personal statement that I churned out yesterday. I would greatly appreciate comments and constructive criticism. I know that the ending is cliche, what I can I do to make it more original?</p>
<p>The prompt I chose was: A range of academic interests, personal perspectives, and life experiences adds much to the educational mix. Given your personal background, describe an experience that illustrates what you would bring to the diversity in a college community, or an encounter that demonstrated the importance of diversity to you.</p>
<pre><code> The doorbell rang incessantly. The rest of us in the room looked at each other with a confused stare the door was already wide open. Glancing over, we saw Kennedy walk into our apartment with a curious look on his face. Why does it make that sound when I press that? he asked us. We all responded by letting out a heartfelt chuckle. I explained to him that pressing the little button is usually used to signal to the residents living inside that there is a visitor waiting to be greeted. Ah, thats tight! he replied while smiling. He had never seen such a device in his hometown of Tafuna, American Samoa. Although it may have seemed to be just a frivolous difference in the two cultures, it was one of many moments at NASA SHARP that allowed me to experience firsthand the richness of diversity.
Twenty of us flew into LAX airport, all from a different part of the United States or one of its outlying territories. The first night, we played a game where each of us sat in a chair and were asked questions that ranged from favorite sports teams to professional goals. I participated intently in the game, asking as many questions as I could to learn more about everyone. It became quite clear to me that although there were differences in background and ethnicity, we had many interests in common. I was to realize that the disparities between us were not a barrier but a catalyst for meaningful and enriching interaction.
From each, I learned something different that I could take back and keep as mine forever. Fozoh taught me how to solve a rubiks cube. Tiffany gave me music that they listened to down in Mobile (She told me it was properly pronounced Mobeeele), Alabama. Andrea described life on a Navajo reservation and debunked many myths that I had. Kennedy told me stories of how he could string thirty or more coconuts together back in Samoa. Jasmine even allowed me to try one of her special Puerto Rican fruits that she had brought. I, personally, cooked authentic Chinese fried rice for the others and explained many times that we say pop instead of soda in the Midwest.
Together, we would often stay up at late at night. With some chips in one hand, we would discuss issues that we felt were pertinent to us, teenagers. My views often clashed with others as we debated topics that ranged from politics to food. My reasoning was challenged by the others, as they pointed out flaws in my logic. It was all lighthearted and fun at the time, but I look back with a sense of nostalgia. The environment that existed at NASA SHARP broadened my point of view and caused me to reevaluate my stance on certain issues that I took for granted.
For eight weeks, I lived amongst each of them and developed a deep respect for the eclectic community that surrounded me. Coming from a homogenous suburb in the Midwest, I was in awe as I bonded with each and every one of them. It is this attitude that I hope to bring to Yale perhaps not by cooking fried rice for everyone but by having an open mind and an avid determination to embrace the power of diversity.