22.3.07
baggage
I found an arsenal of old documents. I spent half the time reading them with a pained expression on my face. First off, I refuse to write another scholarship request. I will not compose another letter asking for financial aid, outlining the hardships faced by my family in a user-friendly bullet point format... that is, until it's my kids' turn to go to university. At that time, they can do it. I will gladly edit their work.Then there were high school essays, most of themfor college applications, and all about me me me. They are full of misused vocabulary, strained connections, and (dare I say it?) clichés. I don't know where the clichés came from. Our english teachers hammered a distaste of them into our thick skulls. Anyway, the essays aren't awful, they're just off. Would it be better to destroy all these documents, and prevent myself from cringing every time I read them?
Frankly, I blame this country. America makes us tout our accomplishments. It strips us of our modesty. We fill pages and pages with them, and others judge us based on these exaggerations.
Maybe the problem is that I just never learned how to do it properly.
posted by a girl @ 13:10
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