...Common Application Essay Throughout my life I have experience failure just like every other normal human being. But unlike some people I choose to learn from my mistakes and do my best to never repeat them again. One account of failure that I remember is when I failed Algebra in freshman year. Math has always been my weakest subject. I never understood or could remember all the steps and rules needed in Math. It was nothing like memorizing vocabulary in Biology or reading a book and answering the questions in English. You can’t do that in Math because unlike the other subjects, Math questions and answers are never the same. In English the “Lord of the Flies” will always be written by William Golding and in History...
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...then the answered came and my problem was solved. Entering school as a freshman was not as easy as I thought it was going to be. During my freshman year everything seemed to be hard and difficult. I being to doubt myself that nothing I tried to do was possible. After I decided that giving up wasn’t the answer, everything was a breeze from there on out. After, my freshman year came my sophomore year. Things in my sophomore year just became even harder. Throughout my freshman year, I maintained to be focused in all my classes and asked questions when I was unsure of something. To me “failure was not an option”. That quote stuck with me because in middle school that was our quote. Here comes the problem where I wanted to give up on everything and not even try anymore. I felt as if school was a waste of time. During my junior year in High School things became harder and unclear to me. I felt as if there was no need to try anymore. I had several classes first and second semester. I lacked in self-confidence and doubted myself even more. I couldn’t manage my time anymore because; my focus was always somewhere else. The classes were hard and I felt like my world was coming to an end. My breakthrough with my junior year had finally came to an end when one of my friends showed me that I was being to over dramatic, and that I was over thinking several things in my junior year. I didn’t feel the need to do any of the assignments but my friend changed my mind. She helped me understand...
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...the championship that year and from that day on, basketball was my life. In the years leading up to high school, I attended basketball camps, played on AAU travel basketball teams and practiced relentlessly to sharpen my skills to earn a spot on my high school varsity basketball team. I was thrilled when I found out in my sophomore year that I was the only player to go straight from the freshman team to varsity. However, after the first week of practice, my coach extinguished my hopes of being a meaningful contributor to the team. Despite my best efforts, it...
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...Spent most of my life wondering how to live a purpose driven life in abundance. Evidently, in my high school years, I did not gained respect from others simply because I was not smart enough. During those times, I felt desperate to find a way out of this meaningless life. I was alone by myself with the imprudent thoughts about where my life would proceed as I continue to grow up with no sense of purpose for entity. It left me pondering from day to day how to pursue a brighter future. The feeling of disappointment and upset cannot describe how frustrated I was after seeing all my core-classes grades plummeted during the first semester of my sophomore year because my parents proposed and wanted to divorce. My rank dropped. I was scared to think how life would be as I continued to lose focus in school. However, my thoughts were changed after I listened to Mr. Stogilin the day I walked into I.T class to watch a video about motivation. Mr. Stoglin was an African American who looked fifty and who stood firmly ready to make his speech. He had a prideful tone that was a mark with some life changing words as he began to enunciate, "When you want to succeed as bad as you want to breathe, then you will be successful." His energy and passion channeled my mind to think positively and to revitalize a new life. I was serious! At that moment, I felt that there was still potential in myself and wasted away by not working hard to overcome hardships not only in school but also in daily...
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...A woman named Alexandra Elle once said “I am thankful for my struggle because without it, I wouldn’t have stumbled upon my strength.” Accepting defeat is perhaps one of the most difficult challenges to go through. The mortification is tough to overcome after experiencing failure. Failure comes in many different forms and people have different ways of handling it. For myself, my failure came recently after I was not reelected for senior class president. After I found out I was no longer a part of student council, I had one question to answer: what do I do now? Throughout my years at high school, I have held a variety of positions in student council. I was class reporter my freshman year, class vice president my sophomore year, and class president...
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...ESSAY The lessons we take from failure can be fundamental to later success. I don’t know about everyone but I’ve stumbled and fallen an abundance of times, although one failure in particular had a substantial impact on me. My freshman year of high school competing as a runner in the world of Track & field had been the most disappointing year of my high school career. I made it far for a rookie, but how it all played out in the end just felt as if daggers had pierced my heart. For those who know me know that I am all for this sport, you can always find me on or near a track. As I started off my freshman year my coach advised me that being a sprinter is the path I should take in order to be successful in the sport. He said my personality best suited one of a sprinter the most. So I set out in hopes of achieving what few could, I wanted to be one of those to compete in the state meet as a freshman and get recognized by colleges early. Have scouts on my trail from freshman to senior year. Unfortunately a leg injury ended my season in the finals of the qualifying meet for state. Now some may not look at this as a failure, but in my eyes it was nothing less than a defeat and failure to pursue the goals I sought forth to achieve. I failed and defeated myself in the process. However after recovering from the injury I had my eyes set on yet another goal, Redemption! This down fall changed the way I viewed failure, it gave me a drive, and allowed me to break barriers...
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...In much of my childhood, I was a restless troublemaker, even though it was my character flaw I was also a generous child. By the age of five, my family and I moved to South Africa because of my father's Engineering business. In the winter of 2006, we moved to the United state by this time I was eight years old. Because my parents had an academic background and didn't want me to struggle with communicating with others they taught me to read, write and speak English. The first Elementary school I attended in the United States was Bruce Shulkey elementary, While in elementary school when it came to making friends it came as second nature, but when it came to academics I did well in most of the subjects but struggled in math to my surprise I didn't...
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...There’s many reasons I feel you guys should accept me into Central State University. My gpa may not be as high as others But, it only made me who I am today. Working hard is very important to me, I strive to do better every single day and make a difference no matter if it’s through the people around me or just in my community. Coming to your university I know will prepare me for greatness. There’s many times where I felt as if I wasn’t good enough but Getting through a rough day I always read this quote, and it states this. “Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.” And this quotes helps me understand that without failing you can’t succeed and before you succeed you have to fail. And here are reasons...
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...It was the last home wrestling meet of my Sophomore year and Senior Night nonetheless. There I was, in the middle of my high school’s gymnasium. My feet resting on the blue, thick, and hardened foam wrestling mat; it gave off a rubber-musky scent. All the lights within the spacious room were off, all but the one resting just ten feet above my opponent and I, casting ominous shadows alongside the walls and bleachers. I positioned my feet at the designated starting points and waited anxiously for the referee’s signal. I eyed my opponent, a varsity Sandy wrestler. He was smaller height wise, his frame somewhat smaller than I, my mind was racing trying to ease my worries. My stomach was tight with nervousness, “Are you both ready?” the referee...
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...I identify myself as a High Honor Roll student, but most importantly as a maturing young adult. Through my life experience I have learned the true value of self-worth and I discovered my sense of identity. Although the road to achieve these things was never easy I still managed to obtain both. During my freshman year in high school I was struck with unbelieveable news; my mom and stepfather were going to get a divorce. When my mom told me it just seemed so unreal, I am so used to seeing divorce on TV but I never thought it would hit home. After I initially found out about the divorce I brushed it off and paid it no mind. It took a while for it to actually sink in and when it did, I couldn’t believe that my parents could do such a thing. My step-father was the only father figure in my life because my birth father wasn’t around. The idea of my parents getting a divorce was overwhelming emotionally. I began paying less and less attention to my school work. The divorce consumed me. I felt as if I was carrying the entire weight of the divorce on my shoulders. My step-sister stopped coming over and it was very hard,my whole family was being broken apart and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. My mom was trying her best to cope but she still remained strong it was tough seeing her in that frame of mind. My mom and step-father’s divorce lasted for a little over two years. By the end of my sophomore year I had already fallen far...
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...of Failure Since the day I could walk, I have been obsessed with greatness. Or afraid of failure, whichever way you want to look at it. Whether it was school, sports, or just being a friend to someone, I had a burning desire to always make the people in my life proud. Although this was true for everything I was involved in, it was especially true for cheerleading. I was a cheerleader from grade school all the way up until my senior year of high school. I loved it and it always came natural. When I made it to high school however, things started changing. After an unimaginably nerve racking tryout, I made the JV competition team as a freshman, which was my goal entering in. The year went by and I could see myself improving little by little everyday. I was sure by the next year’s tryouts I would make the Varsity competition team easily. My family kept telling me how excited they were to see me on Varsity and they just knew I would make it. The next year’s tryouts came around quicker than I realized, and even quicker came the disappointment of seeing my name on the JV competition roster, AGAIN! The disappointment I felt was unlike any other I had experienced. Nevertheless, cheerleading was the one thing I loved most and quitting was not an option. I began to develop a more positive attitude about the upcoming season and...
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...In my brief eighteen-years of life, I have encountered many obstacles and faced great amounts of adversity in my athletic endeavors. From pulled quad muscles to kicking in a game while battling salmonella, I have always played to my best abilities by learning to manage and overcome barriers that stand before me. While these physical hindrances have been difficult, none are as devastating as failure. Most consider failure to mean that one didn’t reach their end goal due to poor performance or circumstances. This is not failure but instead part of the process of being successful. The real failure, however, is when someone gives up on their goal and quits trying to reach it. As an athlete, I have heard a lot of pep talks about success and failure....
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...persevere through it. A time in which I have failed was in the course of my first AP class in my second year of high school. During this time, I learned that these were the classes that mattered the most in high school, so I tried my hardest to get good grades during this year and junior year. However, this AP class sort of led me into the wrong direction. In the beginning of the school year, I started thinking that I was able to pass the AP exam in May, so I read a section every day leading up to our first test. When the first test came around, I got a really low grade which led to my grade on Schoolloop being in the forty and fifty percent range. After I saw this, I realized that...
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...Hello Admissions committee, After just talking to the members of a school group I am trying to get off the ground , selling off some stock so I have cash for college, and recalling my thousand dollar business failure (but what a glorious failure it was), I response to the question, “what is so meaningful that my application would be incomplete without it”, with the answer, that I am a dynamic person. Whenever I decide what I am going to do, whether that be deciding on the number of AP courses I take, or whether or not I start up a new business venture, I always think to myself that almost all good things which have been brought to the world have rarely been gained by people who were exceptionally intelligent, privileged, or lucky. Instead,...
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...“The Art of Failure” Panic and choking always coexisted with our life. Based on Malcolm Gladewell’s “The Art of Failure” the meaning of choke is related with under conditions of stress also choking is all about thinking too much and loss of instinct. In opposite way, panic is about thinking too little and reversion of instinct. According to both definition of choking and panic, playing sports could be a good example of describe it. For example when I play soccer I used to dribbling and shooting instinctually with no doubt. However, when I get pressure on to it, and have lots’ on one mind, it starts to distract with shooting and dribbling on the stage. Back in the day when I was junior in high school, in the New York Regent...
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