外国大学入学申请书（通用3篇）

外国大学入学申请书 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.

外国大学入学申请书 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. 点评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.

外国大学入学申请书 篇3

尊敬的校学生会：

你们好。

我是来自文法_班的史艳梅，在这里我申请加入我们学习部。

首先，请允许我做一下自我介绍。我是一个平凡的女孩，但是我不甘于平庸。我性格比较活泼，随和，能和同学们很好的交流沟通。我办事认真严谨，对工作负责。在高中时代，虽然学习很紧张，但是我仍然担任班级学习委员并兼任英语学习课代表，很好的完成了老师安排下来的任务。通过一些学长学姐的介绍和自己的一些了解，我对于大学有了一定的认识。大学不再像我们高中时期那样，除了学习还是学习，而大学相对自由的时间比较多。在经历高中三年的默默学习之后，我希望可以在大学收获一些不同以往的经历与经验，所以在这里，我再次郑重的申请加入学习部。

其次，谈一下我对于学习部的认识，学习部作为学生会的重要部门之一，肩负着组织和管理学生，丰富同学们的课余生活，促进同学们各方面的发展。学习部始终以“创造良好的学习环境，全面提高广大学生的综合素质”，为同学们努力营造一个良好的学习氛围，为实现大学生高素质，高文化的目标而奋斗，学习部通过各种形式的活动使广大同学对学习更有兴趣，带动同学的学习热情，丰富同学的业余生活。大学，虽然学习不是唯一要做的事情，但是作为学生，我们的首要任务就是要把学习搞好。而现在的很多同学们，很多的时间都用来逛街或者上网等等一些琐事上，浪费了宝贵的大学时光。所以，在这样的情况下，学习部的作用也就日益重要了。也许我了解的`并不够，但是我始终是怀着一颗真诚的心，来看待我现在所做的的事情，来了解这个部门，咱们学习部的主要任务有组织新老师生交流会，加强新老生的交流，促进新生尽快适应大学生活。定期开展到课率的查询工作，营造良好的学习风气。举办各种知识讲座。丰富校园文化，提高学生素质。举办各种朗诵、征文比赛以及趣味知识竞赛，为广大同学提供一个展示自我的平台。

我已经认真了解了我们的任务，我有信心并且有能力完成安排下来的每一项工作。在我们入学的时候，是学生会的学长学姐们，不求回报的帮助了我们，从火车站到宿舍的接待，让我非常感动。我希望我也有机会能帮助下一届学弟学妹们。

加入学习部，在服务同学的同时对我自身也会有很大的帮助。首先可以促进我自身的学习，为大家做出一种表率。在组织参加各种活动的同时，对于我自身也是一种锻炼。在与同学，同伴的交流合作时，能够使我的视野更开阔，知识更丰富，使我接触更多的人，增强我的交际能力和办事能力。

如果我有幸能成为咱们学习部的一员，我一定加倍努力，以学习部为平台展示我的能力发挥我的创造力和想象力来更好的完成我的工作，脚踏实地的去对待每一件事情，增强责任意识。也会充分发扬团队精神，积极的参与、组织各种形式的活动，和同学共同进步。即使最后，我失败了，我也不会灰心丧气，这次竞选本身对我来说就是一次很好的锻炼机会。我会找出自己的不足，更加努力，让自己做的更好。

最后，我再次郑重的申请加入学习部，希望组织给我一个机会。