College Application Essays accepted by St. John’s College

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I am a ruthless Amazon: five foot eight without my favorite three-inch heels. Silently I stalk my prey, the tip of my tongue poking out of my mouth in the age-old sign of concentration. I know it’s close. Years of practice have taught me to sense...

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One of the most important events in my life was, oddly enough, a calculus project.

The assignment was to make a short film about trigonometry, which made sense given that our teacher was also president of the Movie Club. We had to make a movie and...

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I watch people. I don’t mean to say I watch out for them. I do that too, but I always mean what I say. I watch them. It’s always been a game of mine, watching them. When I was a little girl and still eagerly awaited my father’s flights home, I...

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There I sat on the piano bench, leather sticky where shorts ended and legs began, and all I could think was, "No, please don't make me learn that." The piece was Burgmüller's Ballade, the time somewhere around my twelfth birthday. The song was...

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Among the rooms in our small old house, the one at the extreme is aroom I find banal. A room lacking luster, with very small woodenwindows that barely lets light rays in; no one placed value on it. OneSaturday, my mum told me to clean the room for...

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All that Lillian Linton, also known as Mr. Victor Linton to her chauvinist employer, craved for was to be was an independent English lady. She wanted to earn her wages and vote for the next government officials because she couldn't afford to ever...

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I made my first movie when I was seven.It was a two-minute slasher flick entitled “Psycho Killer on the Loose”. I spelled “psycho” wrong on the movie’s hand-drawn title card. It starred my five-year-old brother as “the psycho” and my best friend...

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Wake up, shots fired.

Go out, be kidnapped.

Buy food… there’s none.

A rich country that evolved into a third world country in the blink of an eye. Venezuela, that’s where I lost my childhood innocence. Forced to grow up, forced to take actions....