耶魯大學(xué)申請Supplement-Essay范文

耶魯大學(xué)申請Supplement-EssayThisessayrequiresalittlebackground.Theauthor,AlexanderDominitz,directedaplayatalocalelementaryschool.Thereadercanfigureoutthecontextastheessaygoesforward,buttheauthorreliesontherestofhisapplicationtofillinnutsandboltsinformation(suchasthefactthattheproductionwashisidea,andthatheconvincedtheprincipalattheelementaryschooltoendorseit).Notetheskillfulpacing.Theessaycoversthelengthoftheshow,andAlexanderusesdigressionsintohisownthoughtstogivethereaderasensethattimeispassing.SaysAlexander,"They'reaskingyoutowriteaboutyourself…Thesubjectyouknowbest.Justwritefromtheheartandeverythingwillbeallright."

申請耶魯大學(xué)的Essay范文byAlexanderDominitz

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