So it's Sunday, July 7th, 2013... and i'm sitting in my room, staring at the bags that i had just finished packing for the leadership summit week after days of serious procrastination. I think i can use some help for that.
Back to the topic now (Like i was on topic to begin with haha).
When i began my application for the student leaders program, i had one particular goal, which was to personalize my application as much as i could. I was never the kind of person to take things personally when my application gets rejected because i was not the one who got rejected (my application did.)
As much as i love to help others, the egoistic character in me wouldn't ask for any help, which helped shape the kind of approach that i took towards the application. I basically did everything on my own and apart from the two teachers that gave me a letter of recommendation, nobody else knew that i applied to the program (not even my parents.)
I live in a community where there's no heroes. Everyone is so consumed with the things that aren't very important that they forget about the people that are less fortunate. I hear a lot of people say that the community is only getting worse but how can they expect for it to get better when they only care for their own interests. If we're all being selfish and living shallow, there's no way that we're going to swim.
That was basically the theme for all of my essays. I used each essay to describe how i'm working towards changing the mindset of the people around me, and the results that i hope to witness in my lifetime.
Of course, holding a leadership position in a couple of clubs at school and community service outside of school might have helped me out -- but i don't think they amount to the amount of passion that i put into my essays.
The last essay question was about who inspired me the most (something like that.) I laughed a little bit when i read that question because i knew what i was about to write sounds ridiculous, but it is full of honesty. A normal person would expect me to write about my parents, a teacher, extended families, blah, blah, blah. Instead, i wrote about my friend, Jeremiah. I was around him a lot (especially since we spend countless hours per week trying to build a perfect robot, or arguing Chemistry problems.)
Like i mentioned before, i have an ego -- and that makes my ultimate respect for a person very hard to be earned. I respect Jeremiah's worth ethic, and that was why i learned from him. As much as it is a sin to do bad things, it would be a sin for me to not confess how i was inspired by him and how i decided to get on the quest of being a better version of me (I just didn't confess it to him.) Instead i confessed it to a person that i don't know from a can of paint, and reads a ton of applications like mine.
My essays lacked a grownup editing like from teachers, mentors, and parents, but one thing that they didn't lack at any bit was honesty and passion. I tried my best to give Bank of America a full picture of who i really am, and why i think i should be chosen for the program, and i must say... it took me a long way. *dusts shoulder off
It doesn't matter what kind of grades you get in school, or if you're a valedictorian candidate. What really matters is how well you are able to portray yourself to the reviewer of your application, and how well you are able to let them feel your passion.
Make the application a clone of yourself (don't take that literally.)
Make Bank of America know who you are, and make them love who you are.
Good luck to you, and may the odds forever be in your favor (hahahahaha)
- IBRAHIM OUT!!!
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