Johns Hopkins University Admission Essays

The snow crunched underneath my feet as I walked, and I wondered how it must have felt to step on the moon. I had decided to make the most of the cloudy day by exploring and taking pictures at a local state park. Was the…

My heart is hammering as sweat drips like tears down the side of my warm, sticky face. Blood, propelled by adrenaline, races throughout my body. Twisting open the bottled water I bought earlier, I sit down on the blue-green grass, looking at the tessellation of…

When I think about my passion for writing, it’s impossible not to think of my aunt, who has always been an avid reader and writer. I remember visiting her as a child and seeing the stacks of books in her living room, and how she…

A few times a week, I make the hour-long trek from my home in the suburbs to my fencing school in West Philadelphia. As I drive to practice, suburban towns slowly fade into red and brown brick row homes, until all around me are boarded…

My father was born in a little village in the south of France called Le Chambon in 1944. In that village, 5,000 Christians saved 5,000 Jews, including my grandfather, my grandmother, and my father. Last summer, I visited Le Chambon for the first time. I…

I guarantee I can make you the perfect cake, because I specializing in baking a cake. Not just a delicious cake, or an overly expensive looking cake – I’ll make one you’ll have to love because it will reflect you as an individual. It’s a…

In Baltimore there are no stars. You look up when there’s no moon, on one of the few clear nights, and all you can see is a dull twinkle or two. I guess people around here don’t notice it much, even can’t find much time…

When Howard Mandel, a family friend and Johns Hopkins alumni, suggested the school, my first thought was medicine. I dropped the idea, the thought, and began looking for a college that catered to me, structured itself around people like me, and would nurture my talents….

“In the event of my death, all my possessions will go to my wife, Joanna H. Lee.” I read it again. As I slowly laid down the will on the well-glossed mahogany table, a series of perturbations and sorrows left me in a state of…

As a selected participant for the Medical and Education Perspectives program at Johns Hopkins University, I was given the opportunity to put my passion for medicine into practice. With support from a fellow classmate and a current Biomedical Engineering student, I created a user friendly…