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๐‘๐ก๐ž๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ ๐€๐ง๐š๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ - ๐€ ๐ฉ๐š๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž

๐ˆ/ ๐ˆ๐ง๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐๐ฎ๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง:

Application process, a tough period of time for every students across the country. All of us struggled when finding ways to our dream universities. Everthing was fast, time was limited, we barely had time for ourselves. That period was the one I remembered the most because it had so many memories. Which is why, I wanted to bring it up on my "Rhetorical Analysis". This project of mine centered around my Summer Trip to the mounta

๐ˆ๐ˆ/ ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ˆ ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ž:

That process left me sleepless, anxious and worried so much. It was never easy to write something that would be appealing to the admission committees. Therefore, for months, I had been searching endlessly for ideas to come up with. And that was when I saw one tip: โ€œReflect on my lifeโ€. This was how I tackled my problem - impressing the committees whenย I concentrated on the harsh living conditions these children had to endure every single day during their childhood. I wanted to show something, through my writing, that the committees could feel since they could not meet me directly and heard to whole story itself.


๐ˆ๐ˆ๐ˆ/ ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐š๐Ÿ๐ญ

My experience while writing was that, I was moved when remembering all the things I have been through when I was helping them. Turning my memories into words on the essay was somewhat the ways I could, on behalf of them, sharing their stories to many people out there. Being asked about a story that reflected on my life in order to be considered for acceptance, my mind was blanked for a moment โ€“ there were too many stories I wanted to tell the commitees and it was hard to select one. But then, I remembered, that time was right after I returned to the mountains and the stories with the ethnic was so meaningful that I decided to write.

However, the thing that motivated me, the exigence of this writing was the once-in-a-lifetime experience working with the ethnic minorities Moreover, it was to convey an important message to the admission committees that this essay would be the support in education I needed if got accepted being used to help the ones in need โ€“ it was the usage of education to contribution.

Their houses were completely made of weak wood which could collapse at any moment and when the cold winds of the mountain entered, the house could not keep them warm. The experience was so realistic and heart-broken, thinking that they were so poor and much inconvenient than I did. All of this just made my writing possesed a unique essence which no other applicants had.

๐„๐ญ๐ก๐ง๐ข๐œ ๐Œ๐ข๐ง๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ' ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ž๐š๐ค ๐ฐ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐ž๐ง ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐š๐ฅ

๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐ก๐š๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ž๐ง๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ก๐ฌ, ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐›๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ค๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ฌ ๐š๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ

The context of the writing was that, it was a chance for me, existing through my words of the essay, to prove myself to the admission committees that I deserved the scholarship. This writing was so important not only because of that, but also having awoken my self-reflection on my life, looking back at my progress and decided which one most impacted my well-being.

My biggest constraint here was time. Following up was the fact that this had to be an indirect story. As like every other applicants, I did not have much time to form such a detailed application essay, the time was too short for me to write and submit. Also, I could not meet the admission committees to share this story in person. Therefore, anything I had written, after submission, I could no longer change my words or parts of the story I thought would have been better when telling in another way. Long story short, by meeting face-to-face, I could tell the story the way I wanted so as to ensure the best version of it.

This piece of writing of mine was not meant for my parents or friends to read, the audiences here were rather my teachers and admission committees. My teachers would be professional enough, through their broad knowledge of an effective essay and years of experience in the application process, to fix mistakes or making suggestion. Whereas, the admission committees were the important ones because they were the ones I had to submit the application essay to be read, be approved and considered for acceptance. If my writing reached them, it ought to be completed with no mistakes in grammar and vocabulary as well as the logic and how it flows.



๐ˆ๐•/ ๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ง๐ž๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ ๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ข๐ง๐š๐ฅ ๐๐ซ๐š๐Ÿ๐ญ? ๐€๐ง๐ฒ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ฌ?

๐Œ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐“๐ž๐š๐ฆ

Certainly, yes!ย There were more pictures being added because I wanted to emphasize the reason making this rhetorical analysis so important: The Harsh Living Conditions. Through observation, my mindset changed => leading to a big leap in writing style.

This is because that, I have always thought that the ethnic minorities had an easy life with no worries whatsoever comparing to urbanites. For such a big mistake like this, it affected my thinking, and my thinking affected negatively on my articles. They became one-sided and unilateral for recent years. I was highlighting and embracingย heir peaceful life out in the nature in my literature topics. However, after watching some images, the change I saw was in my admission paper => I started to focus more on their harsh life, through my writing with a careful selection of words. And especially, images are indispensable parts as well.

๐•/ ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐š๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฌ

๐’๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐›๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ก ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐๐ž ๐„๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก ๐“๐ž๐ฑ๐ญ๐›๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ง๐ข๐œ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ

No one could experience my story through my eyes as well as I am. The feelings, emotions I had was unique and worthwhile. Consequently, the purpose of the writing was to convey my feelings in the best way for the audiences to understand what I have been through. It related to the exigence because I truly wanted them to experience it through my own eyes, with the help of my words. Something more was that I was very determined to work hard so as to make the committees shed their tears reading through my story lines, like how I cried while writing, and empathized with those who lived in despair day-by-day.