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Moving Characters from Stages to Stories to Real Life

Write for the Future | Posted 08.19.2016 | College
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By Mark Anthony Graham I don't remember my first time dancing; my friends say you can't truly love something unless you can identify your first...

Finding a Place Like Home in Havana

Write for the Future | Posted 07.07.2016 | College
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By Alex Eisman I felt like I was on Mars, yet I was only 90 minutes south of Miami. I was a 15-year-old in Havana, two years before the United Stat...

Challenging Routines with New Fears

Write for the Future | Posted 06.30.2016 | College
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By Anya Carter Let me paint the opening of my graphic novel: Five igloos stand tall against the whipping wind as girls huddle in their sleeping bag...

That Sweet Space of Art, Science and Life

Write for the Future | Posted 06.24.2016 | Education
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by Kaira Mediratta I bake all three layers of the cake and stack them. All that's left is the frosting. I quickly dump the butter, vanilla, and pow...

Life Grows Through a Screen Door

Write for the Future | Posted 06.10.2016 | College
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by Shaya Barry My little brother swings upside down from our tree. I guess anything can happen after a stranger races through our kitchen screen d...

A Commanding Moment Grows in Queens

Write for the Future | Posted 02.12.2016 | College
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The night before my performance, I dreamt about singing and falling off the stage. The next morning, I cried the entire way to church. I wasn't kicking and screaming, but still shedding real tears. I was so nervous.

Climbing Life's Ladders

Write for the Future | Posted 12.13.2015 | College
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As I finally reached the edge of the castle, I looked down and stared 90 feet down. I could feel my heartbeat throughout my whole body. Every sense in my body kept telling me to walk away, but I couldn't. I knew if i had made it this far, I was not quitting, no matter how terrifying it seemed.

Biking from the Park to the Job

Write for the Future | Posted 12.04.2015 | College
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by Christopher Lassiter The first moment on the job deceives me. I glance around the deserted High Gear Cyclery shop, wondering if keeping myself ...

Small School Blues; Big School Hopes

Write for the Future | Posted 11.25.2015 | College
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The addiction takes over at exactly 9:30 A.M. on business days. I hold my breath to see what phases the stock market. Could Pfizer skyrocket over 50 percent because of news for a groundbreaking cancer drug? Could McDonald's dip 50 percent because of higher than expected trans fat in Big Macs?

The Invincible Decision

Write for the Future | Posted 11.05.2015 | College
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Community and friends versus my own heart: At the end of freshman season, I had to choose between succumbing to the pressure of pleasing others and following my true interests. In looking back, I tapped into the courage I found when I began to negotiate the boundaries of stereotyping.

The Barrel and the Bubble

Write for the Future | Posted 10.18.2015 | College
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If Gramps could create a better life after leaving his homeland in a barrel, I could handle smiling in a restaurant twice a week.

A Stolen Flute and the Search for Home

Write for the Future | Posted 10.11.2015 | College
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At 12, my family moved from Westchester, New York to Oak Park, Illinois. I felt like an outsider and hoped my love for music would connect me to a community of bandmates. On my first day, I opened my locker, reached for my flute and felt nothing.

Choose One Community

Write for the Future | Posted 10.04.2015 | College
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We believe in the right to education. We are the backbone of the Riverdale's Pencils of Promise club.

Lessons From Both Sides of the Family

Write for the Future | Posted 10.04.2015 | College
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by Bijan Saboori The plane lands at a small airport surrounded by dead yellow grass. Endless old beaten-down cars and trucks speed down the highway...

An Influence that Lives Far Beyond Death

Write for the Future | Posted 09.25.2016 | Education
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Despite the loss, I persevered. I decided to be the change we had so desperately wanted to see in the world. My dad was someone who listened. So to honor him now, I took his advice and assumed the strength of Assata Shakur. In doing so, I embraced the roots he planted. When my father died, an activist was born.

Brown Supplements

Write for the Future | Posted 09.25.2016 | College
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I was eight years old when I described to my mom the kind of college I wanted to attend. She said I was describing Brown, and the school has been my first choice ever since. I have not upheld most of the ideas I had at that age. However, my feelings for Brown have only grown stronger.

Tufts Supplements

Write for the Future | Posted 09.11.2016 | College
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by Tess Jacobson Which aspects of Tufts' curriculum or undergraduate experience prompt your application? In short: "Why Tufts?" (50-100 words) ...

Journey to a Strong Back

Write for the Future | Posted 08.28.2016 | College
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Overcoming spondylolysis, a spine defect, changed my life. The only rehab for me was walking. While it was dangerous for me to walk on inclines, go up steps, or sit down too fast, being able to walk flickered some hope into my heart. I would never take another step for granted.

Propelling My Voice

Write for the Future | Posted 08.18.2016 | Education
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by Jordan White As the youngest in my family by eight years, I was awkward, painfully shy, and tired of being verbally overshadowed. So, at 11, I d...

My Global Gateway: Food

Write for the Future | Posted 08.07.2016 | College
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The aroma of sweet jerk chicken and oxtails consumes my nostrils, blocking any scents of urban pollution the second I exit the 2 train. I always feel at home in Flatbush during the afternoon rush hour.

The Summer Wind of Change

Write for the Future | Posted 07.31.2016 | College
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The summers I knew were gone. Instead of flip flops, I wore sensible pumps. Instead of immersing my toes in the cool waters of the Atlantic Ocean, I dipped my feet into adulthood.

Middle Child Girl Power

Write for the Future | Posted 07.24.2016 | College
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was exhausted, frustrated, but refused to release the smile on my face. For two hours, I repeated the words "circle", "triangle" and "square" as I stood before a classroom in a small school in the Floating Villages of Cambodia.

A Rough Field for Everything... Everything but Race

Write for the Future | Posted 07.17.2016 | College
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Unfortunately, I will probably spend my whole life disproving the stereotypes inside the minds of others. I will be forced to carry myself in a clean cut way that does not promote any triggers of black male stereotypes. In doing so, I will continue to be praised as an exception with compliments that don't feel like real compliments.

Following the Crowd as an Individual

Write for the Future | Posted 07.09.2016 | College
Write for the Future

A stampede gushes my way. Teenagers jump, leap and holler. They want to get closer to the stage, but a low fence is in their way. Security guards scramble to keep everyone from rushing over it, but it's too late. Hundreds of charging fans overpower them.

Discovering My True American Identity

Write for the Future | Posted 07.02.2016 | College
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I lived in America for the vast majority of my life, but I never thought of my country as defining or vital in my personal construction of identity. However, being a part of an international school community of people from different parts of the world does not dissolve the idea of nationality.