College is a distant universe, and soon I will be thrust into it with almost no introduction. But Brown, in a distinct blend of choice and opportunity, offers “First-Year Seminars.” Renowned professors will help me explore engaging topics, ranging from “The Simple Art of Murder” to “Diamonds.” I may enroll in these intimate courses, eradicating my fear of overwhelmingly large lecture halls and distance from faculty. Working closely with professors early in my education will individualize my college experience, allowing...

I want to experience undergraduate classes that will prepare me for law school while allowing me to pursue my favorite activities. Studying literature has helped me to develop critical reading and analytical skills, which are pertinent in the law career, making English a viable and enjoyable field of study. Additionally, all books, regardless of time period or subject matter, in some way criticize or praise the efforts of humans, and through a thorough exploration of literature, I can learn so...

Most people consider Somers to be the “perfect” town in which to raise a family, and as a Somers resident since birth, I have grown to appreciate its comfortable atmosphere. However, what stops Somers from truly transcending is its homogeneous racial identity, something that creates a false and unacceptable vision of the world; I, however, value diversity and understand that cultural inclusion is pertinent in the development of global views. I hope I can eventually cultivate an appreciation for diversity...

Every year, in June, hundreds of Jewish teenagers trek up north to Camp Ramah in the Berkshires. Each summer I immerse myself in this microcosm of the Jewish world, a haven in which holidays are observed with prayer and communal rejoicing fuels perpetual camaraderie. Whereas my peers at home expect me to repress any expression of Judaism, Camp Ramah encourages a celebration of this societal difference, instilling pride in my faith and its extensive history. Through years of friendship and...

“Guys do not dance.” This outdated and stereotype-endorsing “rule” has endured decades of progressivism, restricting my passion for performing. For years I restrained myself from dancing--something I desperately wanted to do--fearing the social backlash: if I attended classes, I was afraid I might be classified as homosexual, although I do not identify as such. Each day without dancing, however, only further encouraged me to pursue it. Finally, after two years of ignoring my interest, I signed up for my first...