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An Incomplete Story
An Incomplete Story
During the Middle Ages, a ritual existed which dictated how an individual introduced
himself or herself. This introductory process was threefold: first, it demanded that
the individual’s religion be named; next, the individual’s town or community was
stated; and finally, the family name was said. Even today, this method of
introduction can be effective in conveying the character or identity of an individual.
If I were top introduce myself, I would simply state that I am a scholar (learning is
my religion); I am a contributor to the greater well-being of my community; and my
family will be determined by my future plans and goals (since family includes, but is
not limited, to blood relations).
While my gender is extremely important to me, I first identify myself as a scholar
because intellect does not have a sex. Knowledge transcends gender. Therefore, I
am a thinker, a learner, and a scholar. To me, the process of learning is religious.
Words are my “bible,” teachers are my “priests.” I respect and revere words like
others respect, revere, and fear the idea of God. I understand that words are alive
and I must wrestle them down and tame them in order for them to become my own.
Hence, I make it a habit to collect words. Then, like bangles and crystals that
possess psychedelic and prismatic qualities, I hang the words in my mind for
illumination. The meaning of my precious words are revealed to me by teachers ==
not just those who have a “teaching certificate,” but those who awaken my mind,
who ignite my senses, who alter my perception of the world; together, as Walt
Whitman says, we “roam in thought over the universe,” seeking to enlighten
ourselves and one another.
The college experience, as I perceive it, in addition to it being the next stop on my
journey for self-enlightenment, is to be the crescendo of my intellectual revolution
catalyzed by professors who can awaken my mind, ignite my senses, and alter my
perception of the world. I hope that my perception of the world will be slightly
turned on its head and that I will be made to defend my beliefs and experience the
true meaning of intellectual discovery. Thus, my only real expectation for college is
to be challenged. I look upon the next four years of my life as an opportunity; I can
either seize the chance and significantly better myself through the accumulation of
new knowledge or I can merely go through the paces, achieve good grades, but
never really feel the excitement of the words themselves. Obviously, I am looking
for the former scenario == a place where mental gymnastics are applauded.
But mental contortions should not be done just for the sake of doing them; rather,
they should be understood and applied to everyday life. For this reason, my quest
for self-enlightenment is not limited to the sphere of academics because the college
experience itself is not limited to classes – it is the formation of the complete
individual, which means developing both social and academic personalities. I have
confidence that the people I will meet in college will show me and share with me
their enormous zest for life. This extended family will help me to forge my identity
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