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Passion vs Grit

 What object tells the story of your life?  In the first four years of my music life, I never stuck to an instrument and easily gave up when things got too difficult or when I suddenly lost interest. At age 7, I quit the piano, just as I started learning how to play octaves. Struggling to stretch my short fingers across the keyboard one day, I exploded with frustration and called it the end of my piano career. A year later, I quit the violin for a similar reason--as I complained to my parents, my shoulders hurt too much. As a kid, I seriously lacked grit and consistency. Most of my pursuits rose and fell in a cycle: at first, I would get extremely passionate and work in bursts of intense enthusiasm, but once that initial flame settled, I would move on to the next thing that captivated me. When I started my third instrument, cello, in 5th grade, I was on fire: I was in love with the deep, rich sound of the instrument and spent hours playing it every day, sometimes without break...

My mom.

  Have you ever felt embarrassed by someone that you love? (adapted from prompt 1) (Psssst I would love feedback on (1) how to make this shorter, (2) making this more cohesive/centered around a certain theme or lesson, (3) ways I could further explore different perspectives/make this essay more comprehensive) Growing up, I often compared my mom to other moms and felt embarrassed by all the ways that she seemed to be “lacking”. When we lived in our apartment in Korea, I spent much of my time in my friend’s home directly above ours, partly to hang out with her but largely because her mom, Ms. Eun, was my tutor.  As a young girl just opening her eyes to aesthetics through seeing celebrities on TV and reading interior decor magazines, entering Ms. Eun’s home reminded me of what I admired about her. There was a certain decorativeness and formality to the manner in which she neatly organized the slippers in the entry-way to a sliding door that led to the living room, how her sharpl...

Crying at a Bibimbap Restaurant

Have you ever felt embarrassed by the things that you used to like?  (For those reading this: I know this is super long; I'm working on making this shorter and would appreciate comments on that matter) I used to (and still do) love eating meat. As a child, I necessitated it so much that I literally wouldn’t eat anything unless there was meat on the table. When I was around six or seven, my parents, my aunt, my cousins, and I went to a bibimbap restaurant. Traditionally, bibimbap comes with veggies, rice, fried egg, and red chili paste. Unfortunately, the bulgogi bibimbap (which includes sweet marinated beef as an additional topping) was out of stock. I refused to order anything.  While everyone else was getting started on their steaming bowls, I was hungry, didn’t see meat anywhere, and was about to cry. Eventually, a streak of tears trickled down my face, and when someone called this out, I exploded into tears.  As usual, my aunt reassured me and called over the manager....

Toxic Pressure in Sag Harbor

Although being aware of the history of those who came before you and the sacrifices that they made for their descendants can be empowering and inspiring, being expected to live up to these legacies can feel overwhelming and even suffocating to the younger generation, especially when the expectation is forced upon them. Sag Harbor shows a great example of how these expectations can have a toxic effect on the descendants of self-made pioneers.  Benji and Regi are surrounded by adults who expect them to always acknowledge their gratitude for their predecessors (i.e. Their settlers of Sag Harbor, their parents, and leaders of the Black Liberation movement). People tell them how privileged they are to be given what they have, which their parents had to work hard to earn as African Americans. Up to this point, it’s understandable why the adults are constantly reminding this lesson to Benji and Reggie: they want to encourage them to not take things for granted and work hard so that they c...

The world never stops unmaking what the world never stops making

 In "January Man", Jason states the following as he tries to grapple with the changes happening in his family after his parents' divorce: “What’s left of Tom Yew’s Suzuki’s being picked apart to repair other Suzukis. The world won’t let things be. It’s always injecting endings into beginnings…The world never stops unmaking what the world never stops making” (285). Although this quote is originally meant to help process his parents' relationship and the family breaking apart, the idea of the world being a dynamic body of things constantly emerging and breaking apart rings true for many other aspects of this book.  One obvious example is the idea of departing from one place to arrive at another: Jason's farewell with Black Swan Green marks his beginning in a new community, like how Julia moving away from her family initiates her new journey at Edinburgh. The physical act of moving is similar to the encounter of a new challenge after overcoming another challenge, whi...

Bruce is one of the worst father characters I've read about.

He yells and inflicts threats of violence on his children for breaking an ornament in his house or not properly putting up a Christmas tree. He gets into violent arguments with his wife for coming home late. He rarely expresses any form of love or attachment to his family. Honestly, he hardly acts like a father at all. Throughout the book, we learn about Bruce's past, which allowed us to piece together what may have caused him to be so absent from his family. Here's my take on it. Basically, Bruce's physical life was a socially-acceptable version of a life that aligns with his true interests. Decorating his house was a way of encoding and expressing his femininity. His love letters to his wife (girlfriend at the time) were reenactments of quotes/personalities of Fitzerald, who he was obsessed with. Further, his job as an English teacher gave him a formal justification for engaging with his favorite books. Meanwhile, the personal relationships that came along with his ...

What awards and scholarships don't protect you from: a mental breakdown

One of the most unique aspects of The   Bell Jar  is that it provides a detailed description of the process that Esther goes through as she "breaks down" from her state as a high-achieving, promising next-generation poet to a person who makes multiple attempts of suicide and later ends up in a mental health facility. Although Esther's story sounds like a very extreme case of what high social expectations and the pressure to continually run after external validation may do to a young person coming of age, I think the overall framework of the environment and life as a youth that she comes from has strong similarities with the situation that many teens today are experiencing. Here, I outline some key points that help us define the context that led her to break down from the beginning of her New York internship.   Before the breakdown While she's doing the internship in New York, Esther effectively condenses her life since childhood into one sentence: “all my life I...