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Monday, December 19, 2016
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College Essay
“Let’s go back to a time when learning was pure joy. Please tell us about a time when you experienced pure joy when learning.” - Kalamazoo College
I live with a baseball family. My grandpa, dad, and all 3 brothers played in their youths. My dad continued the pattern by putting me in baseball when I was 4 years old. It was the best thing he could've done for me. In kindergarten, school was miserable. Learning about colors and numbers made me cry. But the second I got to baseball practice, I didn't want to stop learning.
When I got older, my Mom would tell me about how I was the only kid on the team who was always focused. While the other kids were digging in the grass and chasing butterflies, I was listening to coach with excitement filling my body. I wasn't there to play around in the grass. I was there to learn, and it made me happy. Learning baseball gave me joy. During the games, I was the only one never taking my eyes off the ball. I wanted the ball. Even if I missed it, I would learn from it and that's what made me happy. Even though I may have been the best on the team, as my parents told me, it didn't make me want to stop learning. I knew there was always someone out there working harder than me. My goal to be the best made learning baseball the best part of my day.
In my toddler years, my parents didn't want me playing just one sport. They said it would make me more "flexible". So they put me in soccer. Learning soccer was not fun at all. We would do a drill called the "snake" where we follow the leader in a line while dribbling our ball. I could not keep up. My ball was flying around in all directions. I had no feet coordination at all. The knowledge of soccer gave me no joy. I remember telling my Dad, " I hate soccer. I just wanna play baseball."
I believe that you can't have pure joy while learning unless you want to learn. I always had the biggest smile on my face at baseball because I wanted to be there. I wanted to learn everything you could know about baseball and eventually become the best player in the world. If you ask any professional baseball player if they didn't love baseball, they would laugh. They don't play for the money, they play because they love the game and want to learn more. That's how I felt first learning baseball. Just learning the game was a prize for me. The trophies they give at the end of the season was just the cherry on top.
In my toddler years, my parents didn't want me playing just one sport. They said it would make me more "flexible". So they put me in soccer. Learning soccer was not fun at all. We would do a drill called the "snake" where we follow the leader in a line while dribbling our ball. I could not keep up. My ball was flying around in all directions. I had no feet coordination at all. The knowledge of soccer gave me no joy. I remember telling my Dad, " I hate soccer. I just wanna play baseball."
I believe that you can't have pure joy while learning unless you want to learn. I always had the biggest smile on my face at baseball because I wanted to be there. I wanted to learn everything you could know about baseball and eventually become the best player in the world. If you ask any professional baseball player if they didn't love baseball, they would laugh. They don't play for the money, they play because they love the game and want to learn more. That's how I felt first learning baseball. Just learning the game was a prize for me. The trophies they give at the end of the season was just the cherry on top.
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