Nursing Schools Application Essays

A few days ago, I watched a video titled “People React to Being Called Beautiful,” made by a student, Shea Glover. She filmed various other students and told them she was “taking photos of things [she] find[s] beautiful.” The various reactions are surprising to say…

My dad’s yellow courier van has been a part of my life ever since I was born. Every day before light floods the sky, I would hear its engine rumble as my dad headed to work. After school, I would sit in the passenger seat…

While opportunity cost is what we must give up in order to attain what we desire, I’m sure that there is no opportunity cost of attending Penn. From research, volunteering, and publications to distinct majors, the opportunity cost of Penn is nothing compared to that…

Although my areas of interest are broad, I am certain of my passion for creativity and design. My ability to think creatively is not only in the visual aesthetic of things, but in using innovative and unorthodox methods of problem solving as well. Ultimately, two…

Everyone questions; everyone wonders and ponders the question of life, Answering why life and why to an occurrence, why to existence. Science answers questions, science tells us why, Or does it? Can science answer everything? Can logic determine everything? Modern times often ignore these questions,…

When I was younger, my mother told me I needed bubble wrap; between broken bones, oral injuries, and gastrointestinal issues, I was always at the hospital or doctor’s office. As a kid, hospitals can be a scary place. They are a sterile, clinical place, usually…

When I was ten months old, I grabbed onto the coffee table and hauled myself up, arms shaking, fists clenched, knees wobbling; ten minutes later, much to my parents’ dismay, I was sprinting around the house, choppy bangs flapping in the wind like sails. When…

Kurt Vonnegut’s quintessential anthropological romp, Cat’s Cradle. However, I trusted that then, unlike in the aforementioned novel, my “joining the natives” would not cause the world around me to come crashing down, or in that story’s particular case, freezing up. I had lighted upon a…

I stared deep into the dark green eyes of the seal that was lying on my surf board. She looked as if she were trying to tell me something. Her glossy grey coat glowed in the moonlight, and her whiskers twitched in the sea breeze….

Terminalia bentzoe, known as ‘benjoin’ in my local vernacular, is a plant endemic to Mauritius. In the past, local people would use its leaves to make decoctions against the common cold but unfortunately, this subspecies is today vulnerable in its natural habitat. Certainly, we do…