大學(xué)入學(xué)申請書（精選3篇）
大學(xué)入學(xué)申請書 篇1
I guess it was inevitable that I’d be on hockey skates at some point in my life, but I did not expect that I’d become one of a rare group of female ice hockey officials before I even reached high school. Being born into a family of hockey players and figure skaters, it seemed that my destiny had already been decided.
Right from the beginning, my two older brothers and my father strapped me up and threw me onto the ice. I loved it and, in my mind, I was on my way to becoming a female Gretzky! But my mom had to think of something fast to drag her little girl away from this sport of ruffians. Enter my first hot pink figure skating dress! That was all it took to launch fifteen years of competitive figure skating. Even though figure skating soon became my passion, I always had an unsatisfied yearning for ice hockey. It took a great deal of convincing from my parents that competitive figure skating and ice hockey didn’t mix. My compromise became refereeing ice hockey; little did I know that I was beginning an activity that would influence my character and who I am today. When I began, I would only work with my dad and brothers. Everyone was friendly and accepting because I had just started. I soon realized though that to get better I needed to start refereeing with people I wasn’t related to, and that’s when my experience drastically changed. An apologetic smile and an “I’m sorry” wasn’t going to
get me through games now. As I began officiating higher-level games and dealing with more arrogant coaches, I suddenly entered a new male-dominated world, a world I had never experienced before. My confidence was shot, and all I wanted to do was get through each game and be able to leave. Sometimes I was even too scared to skate along the teams’ benches because I would get upset by what the coaches would yell to me. “Do you have a hot date tonight, ref?” was a ment that coaches would spit at me during the course of a game. In their eyes, I did not belong on that ice, and they were going to do whatever they could do to make sure no women wanted to officiate their games. I was determined not to let them chase me off the ice.
I made the decision to stand up for myself. I never responded rudely to the coaches, but I did not let them walk all over me and destroy my confidence anymore. I started to act and feel more like the 4-year certified Atlantic District Official that I am. There were still a few situations that scared me. One time I called a penalty in a championship game during the third overtime and the team I penalized ended up losing because they got scored on. I knew I had made the right call, even though I was unnerved when I saw the losing teams’ parents waiting for me at my locker room; for the moment I wished I hadn’t called that penalty. Although it was scary at the time, I stood my ground and overcame my fears. That was an important
stepping-stone in my officiating career and in my life.
After four years of refereeing, I still can’t say it’s easy. Every game hands me something new and I never know what to expect. Now I have the confidence and preparation to deal with the unexpected, on and off the ice. I now also know take everything with a grain of salt and not let it get to me. I have learned that life is just like being out on the ice; if I am prepared and act with confidence, I will be perceived as confident. These are the little lessons that I’m grateful to have learned as a woman referee.
Things to Notice About This Essay
1. The author tells an interesting story about her experiences as a referee.
2. A sense of her personality—determination, flexibility, good humor—comes through in the narration.
3. Details like “Do you have a hot date tonight, ref?” make the narration memorable (we’d love to hear more of these kinds of details).
4. The essay needs a faster start. The first paragraph (three sentences) says the same thing in both the first and third sentences—and gives away the essay’s surprise in the second! A good revision would all of paragraph one and start at paragraph two.
5. There’s too much frame here and not enough picture. The essay needs further development, especially about the difficulties of
becoming and being a ref, to keep it vivid.
6. The author should “dwell” in the meaning of the experience a little more at the end—“I wonder about…I also think…Sometimes I believe….” Significant experiences like this one, woven through many years of the author’s life, don’t mean just one thing—there are more insights and lessons to explore here.
大學(xué)入學(xué)申請書 篇2
In my mother’s more angry and disillusioned moods, she often declares that my sisters and I are “smarter than is good” for us, by which she means we are too ambitious, too independent-minded, and somehow, subtly un-Chinese. At such times, I do not argue, for I realize how difficult it must be for her and my father—having to deal with children who reject their simple idea of life and threaten to drag them into a future they do not understand.
For my parents, plans for our futures were very simple. We were to get good grades, go to good colleges, and become good scientists,
mathematicians, or engineers. It had to do with being Chinese. But my sisters and I rejected that future, and the year I came home with Honors in English, History and Debate was a year of disillusion for my parents. It was not that they weren’t proud of my accomplishments, but merely that they had certain ideas of what was safe and solid, what we did in life. Physics, math, turning in homework, and crossing the street when Hare Krishnas were on our side—those things were safe. But the Humanities we left for Pure Americans.
Unfortunately for my parents, however, the security of that world is simply not enough for me, and I have scared them more than once with what they call my “wild” treks into unfamiliar areas. I spent one afternoon interviewing the Hare Krishnas for our school newspaper—and they nearly called the police. Then, to make things worse, I decided to enter the Crystal Springs Drama contest. For my parents, acting was something Chinese girls did not do. It smacked of the bohemian, and was but a short step to drugs, debauchery, and all the dark, illicit facets of life. They never did approve of the experience—even despite my second place at Crystal Springs and my assurances that acting was, after all, no more than a whim.
What I was doing when was moving away from the security my parents prescribed. I was motivated by my own desire to see more of what life had to offer, and by ideas I’d picked up at my Curriculum Committee meetings. This committee consisted of teachers who felt that students should learn to understand life, not memorize formulas; that somehow our college preparatory curriculum had to be made less rigid. There were English teachers who wanted to integrate Math into other more “important” science courses, and Math teachers who wanted to abolish English entirely.
There were even some teachers who suggested making Transcendental Meditation a requirement. But the common denominator behind these
slightly eccentric ideas was a feeling that the school should produce more thoughtful individuals, for whom life meant more than good grades and Ivy League futures. Their values were precisely the opposite of those my parents had instilled in me.
It has been a difficult task indeed for me to reconcile these two opposing impulses. It would be simple enough just to rebel against all my parents expect. But I cannot afford to rebel. There is too much that is
fragile—the world my parents have worked so hard to build, the security that comes with it, and a fading Chinese heritage. I realize it must be immensely frustrating for my parents, with children who are persistently “too smart” for them and their simple idea of life, living in a land they have come to consider home, and yet can never fully understand. In a way, they have stopped trying to understand it, content with their own little microcosms. It is my burden now build my own, new world without shattering theirs; to plunge into the future without completely letting go of the past. And that is a challenge I am not at all certain I can meet. 點(diǎn)評Comments:
1.This is a good strong statement about the dilemma of being a part of two different cultures. The theme is backed by excellent examples of the conflict and the writing is clear, clean, and crisp. The essay then concludes with a compelling summary of the dilemma and the challenge it presents to the student.
2.A masterful job of explaining the conflict of being a child of two cultures. The writer feels strongly about the burden of being a first generation American, but struggles to understand her parents’ perspective. Ultimately she confesses implicitly that she cannot
understand them and faces her own future. The language is particularly impressive:“It smacked of the bohemian,” “subtly unChinese,” and “a fading Chinese heritage.” That she is not kinder to her parents does not make her unkind, just determined.
大學(xué)入學(xué)申請書 篇3
尊敬的校團(tuán)總支學(xué)生會：
本人申請加入系團(tuán)總支學(xué)生會。
如果老師能批準(zhǔn)本人的申請，使本人順利進(jìn)入系團(tuán)總支學(xué)生會，本人會積極、主動地發(fā)揮他應(yīng)有的作用，并在其中鍛煉自己的各種能力，包括組織能力、思維能力、辦事能力、創(chuàng)造能力和交際能力，同時也會自覺地學(xué)習(xí)和體會市里面提出的“繼續(xù)解放思想，推進(jìn)科學(xué)發(fā)展”以及黨的“xx大”精神，從而提高自己的政治思想覺悟及參政議政意識。
本人是一個十分有上進(jìn)的人，任何事不做則已，做則一定做好。俗話說：“海闊憑魚躍，天高任鳥飛”。作為本人自己，本人需要一個更廣闊的空間來展示自己的能力。“欲窮千里目，更上一層樓”，只有站的更遠(yuǎn)才能看的更遠(yuǎn)，本人希望在更高的位置發(fā)揮更大的作用，把學(xué)習(xí)部在學(xué)生會中的各項(xiàng)工作搞好。
本人的話并不是空話，本人認(rèn)為本人有能力實(shí)現(xiàn)本人的諾言，無論在工作上，還是學(xué)習(xí)上，本人都有本人的優(yōu)勢。在班級擔(dān)任團(tuán)支部書記工作近一學(xué)年，一路走來，不是鮮花滿地，也不是荊棘密布，有的只是波瀾不驚，緩坡小溪。從以前只會按上級要求辦事到現(xiàn)在能獨(dú)立策劃、組織各種活動，本人經(jīng)歷了一個由不會到會，同不好到好的過程，現(xiàn)在工作起來總覺得游刃有余，得心應(yīng)手。在處理各種問題的時候本人總會放開自己的思路，大膽的去想，由于突破了常規(guī)，竟常常得到一些意想不到的效果。
當(dāng)然了，“人非圣賢，孰能無過”本人在工作中也出現(xiàn)過一些錯誤，但本人敢于面對。通過老師、同學(xué)的批評、幫助及自己的努力來改正，決不允許自己在同樣的地方跌倒兩次。正是由于在勝利面前不驕傲，在失敗面前不低頭，本人才會在奮斗中迅速的成長和提高。
水本無波，相蕩而起漣猗，石本無華，相撞而起火花。融入到學(xué)生會這個團(tuán)體中，除了能以自身所長為同學(xué)們服務(wù)，還能夠在工作實(shí)踐中吸取、借鑒和學(xué)習(xí)他人長處，不斷提高自身素質(zhì)，培養(yǎng)良好的人際關(guān)系。
如本人能加入，將遵守有關(guān)學(xué)生會的章程，履行學(xué)生會成員的相關(guān)義務(wù)，積極參加學(xué)生會組織的活動，并將進(jìn)一步加強(qiáng)自身修養(yǎng)，努力提高和完善自身的素質(zhì)，時時要求自己"待人正直、公正辦事"；要求自己"嚴(yán)于律己、寬以待人"；如果本人不能加入，本人也決不氣餒，一定好好努力，爭取有更好的表現(xiàn)！
此致
敬禮！