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How did you first learn about Barnard College and what factors have influenced your decision to apply? Why do you think the College would be a good match for you? (250 word limit) From the moment I picked up the specially decorated flower pens to fill out my information card, I knew the school had something special to offer. My tour guide, Lisa Huang, spoke passionately and enthusiastically about the community, the 9 Ways of Knowing, the huge sub, the handpicked roommates, and so much more. On that cold, windy Sunday morning, everyone else on the tour managed to keep a solemn face, yet I could not help but smile as my face lit up in aweyou know, like a child a toy store. A genuinely caring community is a precious treasure hidden among the vastness of the world. My encounter with Barnard is accredited to my friend, Daniel. He suggested a liberal arts education as a good fit for my wide variety of interests: nursing, medicine, architectural interior design, engineering, art, and communications. My answer to questions regarding my prospective major is concise: nursing undergrad, medical school, and minor in art. But under my clear, confident faade I am undecided. Generally, I know my interests gravitate towards arts and sciences; however, I do not want to close any doors to career opportunities my 17-year-old self is unaware of. As a driven and determined individual, I am open to contributing and connecting with the diversity of academic and social opportunities in Morningside Heights, an academic acropolis. I believe I have found the caring colligate community I have been searching for. I am always looking forward to a quick exchange of smiles with the world. B. Pick one woman in history or fiction to converse with for an hour and explain your choice. What would you talk about? (250 word limit) January 4, 1968the moment my mother was born in Seoul, South Korea, the potential westernized version of herself became a figment of fiction. She was born and raised in a different world and time than the world I was born into. I wish I could converse with the hypothetical individual my mother would be if she were not to have been significantly influenced by the Korean culture she was born into. As a second generation Korean American and first child to immigrant parents, I experienced many cultural barriers with both my parents, particularly with my mother. Growing up into the 21st century American culture, I am very much a part of the Ygeneration. Although I accept and respect her decisions and values, I cannot fully comprehend her reasoning. If I had the opportunity to converse with a mother I could relate to more easily, I would ask if she would have sacrificed her time and education to care for me while my father went to dental school in Stony Brook. I understand as immigrants, it was difficult for both my parents to attend graduate school; however, I cannot help but wonder whether my mothers sacrifice was due to a Korean social expectation that women yield to men or whether she willing sacrificed her education after nursing school to care for me. Even if she would have did things differently, I am still thankful for the individual is in reality.

C. Alumna and writer Anna Quindlen says that she majored in unafraid at Barnard. Tell us about a time when you majored in unafraid. (250 word limit) All our belongings were packed in boxes, and I packed up my feelings of defeat and resentment that have emanated from a series of unfortunate situations. As the movers loaded up our boxes and furniture, I took a walk down to my local Starbucks where I mustered up enough courage to find the manager. Sunday afternoons were always busy, but once things slowed down, I approached her asked if it was not too much trouble if she could take the time to review my application. To my surprise she quickly and enthusiastically answered, Sure! and asked for my name. That day, I decided to declare my major in the unafraid. After my father had left my mother became increasingly overwhelmed by the situation and the financial implications. Without a strong support system, I started a journey into many different communities searching for constructive relationships and friendships. I work closely with my guidance counselor, some of my teachers, peers, and my coworkers. I am no longer afraid to trust and reach out to my community; therefore, I am no longer afraid of the failures that are a part of the journey to success and happiness. Life is a process, and I want every moment of it dedicated to either advancing towards a vision or appreciating what life has to offer at that given time. Those are my undetermined plans and planned determinations.

D. Community - educational, geographic, religious, political, ethnic, or other - can define an individuals experience and influence her journey. How has your community, as you identify it, shaped your perspective? (250 word limit) I do not find it difficult to fit in; I find it difficult to feel a sense of belonging. Each community has distinct characteristics. I am always looking to expand my world, a network of overlapping communities. Living in Great Neck, a small town with a large upper-middle class population, I often find myself lost in cultural conformity. However, I make unconventional and unique choices to create experiences connecting me a variety of communities. Being a part of the team and family of partnerswhat Starbucks calls its coworkersis truly heartwarming. We work as a team; we serve as a family. Many of our partners are either in school or looking for careers in their prospective fields of study. They are not uneducated minimum-wage workers. They are hardworking, intelligent, and caring individuals who are not taking the right path to success according to society. There is no right way. Two weeks ago, a fellow partner resigned after being employed by a large financial firm. Recently, another partner shortened his hours after being hired to work at the Andrew Edlin Gallery. There are many ways to success, just as there are many ways to make someone smile. I genuinely care for the people in my community. Random acts of kindness and reaching out to people even acquaintances or strangerscontribute to a community outside of our own. Each individual carries his or her special story. Sometimes life is about adding a smile to a story other than our own.