Cambridge, MA has more than just one powerhouse university. Not too far from Harvard is also Massachusetts Institute Technology, which is more commonly referred to as MIT. For those dreaming for a career science and engineering, MIT is bound to be on the top of the list. But with an acceptance rate of just 7.8% for the most recent Class of 2020, how can you one of the lucky few with the winning ticket? Take a look at the following essay intros from MIT students on AdmitSee:
Class of 2020
If my life were a play, there would be two sets, two acts, and two sets of characters. Like many first-generation Americans, I was born in the US to immigrant parents who spoke a foreign language, cooked foreign foods, and lived a foreign lifestyle in a crime-ridden community on the “wrong side” of the SEPTA tracks. But, unlike my neighbors, I was shipped away. Keep reading.
Class of 2019
Numerous elementary and middle students my age were looking forward for the school day to conclude with the final bell. I, however, did not represent the typical student as I dreaded the end of the school day. While my classmates welcomed the afternoon by playing outside and enjoying the day, I would arrive home only to aid my family in our restaurant. Read on.
Class of 2020
The blare of the buzzer reverberates throughout my living quarters at 05:00 every morning.
Today’s uniform: faded red sweater and my favorite pair of knock-off vans. “Time to head out,” but before I leave, I check to see if my guardian is awake to continue the morning procedure. At 06:01 exactly, I start my 2 hour and 14 minutes commute to school. View full profile.
Class of 2018
I recite ancient Chinese poems, but adore Jane Austen. I devour spicy chicken feet, but drool for ballpark franks. I dream in Chinese, but think in English. 10 years ago, my family moved to China from the US, and bridging these two cultures has become part of my identity. Every morning, I take the bus to an American school next to a fishing village in the outskirts of Shanghai. As I step off the bus, uniformed guards greet me with a bright-eyed “Goo-da morning!” To the school, they are local employees who ensure the safety of our community. But to me, they are optimistic students, motivated learners, and the highlight of my week. Keep reading.
Class of 2019
There is a hefty blue book in my bookcase that is older than any other book in the house. Across its spine are emblazoned the words My First Encyclopedia. For others this book might have served as a passing interest or an occasional point of reference; for me, it was the quiet, unremarked, yet vastly monumental introduction into a life shaped by the tenets of science. Read full essay.
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Frances was born in Hong Kong and received her bachelor’s degree from Georgetown University. She loves super sad drama television, cooking, and reading. Her favorite person on Earth isn’t actually a member of the AdmitSee team - it’s her dog Cooper.
Yesterday, after receiving a link to a Google doc containing several college essays from accepted Columbia applicants (the doc has since been taken down), we pulled the best lines from each essay to create achingly, stunningly movingly powerful personal essays of our own, all guaranteed to get you into Columbia next fall. But maybe you don't want to go to Columbia. Maybe that was our dream for you and not your dream for yourself and instead, you'd rather bleed cardinal red and white like Avatar's Sigourney Weaver and Space's astronaut William Fisher. Maybe you'd rather attend Stanford University. Hey, no problem— we received an anonymous tip last night from someone claiming to have 100 or so Common App and Stanford Supplement essay for the Class of 2016.
This Personal Essay Will Get You Into Columbia
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Though we won't be publishing this anthology, below are two sample essays that should work, just make sure only two of you use them. Both essays answer the prompt "What Matters to you and Why?"
The gist of their responses? Ice cream. And lasagne. You're damn right those two things matter. They matter a lot. Ice cream is delicious and cooling in the summer and lasagne, beyond the fact that it is one of the few dishes that is just as good served vegetarian, is from Italia and signifies a worldly palate. Class dismissed, hand out the diplomas, have these two speak at the graduation ceremony.
I love its gooey consistency. I love its unique texture. I love its sublime taste. I love ice cream.But I'm picky—no quotidian chocolate flavor will suffice. No, the flavor must be refined and dignified, majestically royal among typical bourgeois varieties. I savor tangy orange-peach and deluxe mango-strawberry flavors. I even revel in the glory of the deceptively simple yet surprisingly delicious pistachio ice cream.
By an early age, I had become a self-proclaimed dessert critic and had developed a reputation as a venerable ice-cream connoisseur. My school's cafeteria offered unlimited supplies of the delicious substance, but its ice cream neither passed my critiques nor matched my snobby standards. So I became creative. I made my own ice cream.
What mattered most to me was the opportunity for creativity, although I did love devouring the finished products. With a starting base of cream and sugar, the flavor combinations were limited only by my own imagination—and the fruits at hand. In the privacy of my kitchen, I imagined myself a Picasso of ice cream, starting with a clean canvasbefore carefully adding colorful ingredients into the blender. I transcended clichéd flavors by creatively concocting my own original ones. And when my recipes failed, I started over. I had an artistic license to experiment and to throw my creativity at blank slates endlessly.
I value creativity in all my pursuits, not just those involving sugar.When I read and write, words assemble themselves into playgrounds formy imagination. In chess and math, where strategies and theorems can be memorized, creativity is the edge necessary to develop original ideas. And when I play violin repertoire, the creative interpretations bring the notes to life. Creativity gives me the freedom to escape from a black-and-white world to one where I create the rules and let my imagination reign. But most importantly, creativity is the secret ingredient in my homemade ice cream.
What matters to me and why? Lasagna matters to me. Why does lasagna matter to me? With its layers of creamy cheese, delicious ragú sauce and filling, all tiered in sheets of golden pasta, how could it not? Even though it seems too trivial at first to really matter, lasagna is highly profound in nature – what matters to me is what lasagna represents, not the dish itself.
In many ways, Lasagna is the result of the interaction of cultures across generations. Though it is of Italian origin, its components are not. The main ingredient, the lasagna sheet, originates from flat noodles that Marco Polo brought from Ming China. Tomatoes, vital forthe lasagna's iconic ragú bolognese sauce, initially came from South America.
Lasagna is an organized combination of different ideas and flavors. It matters so much to me because its many, diverse layers can be used asa metaphor for who I am. Like lasagna, my origins are difficult to ascertain. In the same way that diversity is an integral part oflasagna, it's an integral part of who I am. All kinds of diversity matter to me - being in a 'lasagna-like' environment, full of different, contrasting ideas matters to me because diversity is what makes me thrive.
Lasagna is significant to me for the same reasons as the UnitedNations. Both are highly varied, near-eclectic mixtures of ideas and cultures. Despite initial doubts over their success, both are highly successful today. They're both important to me because they show how different things from different places and ideas can work together cohesively. From the dish to the open-face, Lasagna is always changing with the world around it, as cultures and ideas mix together.This is why lasagna matters to me. It shows how change can help inconstancy, and how it can be accommodated to create a more cohesive unit.
So, like lasagna, let's all accommodate ideas and flavors, and bakethem together to create an amazing final product. The world could dowith a lot more hope, and most certainly with a lot more lasagna.
[A note, FYI: North American English speakers use lasagna. English speakers from outside North America usually use lasagne.]
Update 1/21/2014: A Stanford student writes in:
My name is Nitish Kulkarni, and I'm currently a junior at Stanford. I'm writing to you because the reception at Gawker's office said that you are the contact for Ms. Beckmann's old articles.
I am writing in reference of this article: published on April 7, 2013, regarding Stanford admissions essays. I only noticed the article today when I was looking at the 'suggested reads' from Sam Biddle's vitriolic piece about Stanford. I'm one of the students whose essays you published - my essay, on Lasagna, was indeed an essay that got me into Stanford.
I'd just like to ask if you could clarify that in the article that this was the case - both my essay and the other students' were actual submitted pieces that ultimately were a part of an accepted admissions application. Do let me know if you could do this an maybe attribute it to us. While I know that the writer of the blog post made fun of my writing, I believe that it's a good piece of writing, is on an enormously read internet site, and is written by me.