High School and Best Possible Education
Biographical Essay for Questbridge (Outline) 800 Word Limit
Constant: A situation or state of affairs that doesn’t change. [1] When I think constants, I think of things that might not come to the mind of the “average person” (if there truly is such a thing). These things include the speed of light, gravitational acceleration on Earth, and, as a teenage boy, my desire for food.| [2] The concept of constants really fascinates me because they provide a surefire way of knowing, and I look to incorporate constants into my life for that very reason.| [3] I never outgrew the curiosity I possessed in the first few years of life. Although now a bit more sophisticated and focused, my curiosity is still as exuberant as the days before I could even say the word constant. Education is the one thing that satisfies this unconquerable hunger for information, a hunger that parallels my constant appetite. Constantly satisfying this hunger is just one of many constants I wish to pursue in life.| Growing up, there weren’t many constants in my life. My parents divorced when I was three, ensuing a custody battle that left my older brother, younger sister, and I in the care of a foster home. [4] Eventually we landed in my dad’s parent’s house where we lived for two years until finally reuniting with my dad. I’d visit my mom every other weekend, continuing that for a couple years until my dad decided we were making a journey across the country, twenty-one hundred miles from Phoenix, Arizona, to the heart of the south; Charleston, South Carolina.| [5] After having spent the first eight years of my life virtually nomadic, this was just another adventure. Also, changes of scenery always fascinated me.| Dinner at La Hacienda transformed into Sunday morning breakfast at Granny’s, a small diner run by elderly women in the community, famous for authentic soul food and southern hospitality. (New Paragraph)After a brief year situated in a thriving suburb of Charleston, I moved forty-five
Constant: A situation or state of affairs that doesn’t change. [1] When I think constants, I think of things that might not come to the mind of the “average person” (if there truly is such a thing). These things include the speed of light, gravitational acceleration on Earth, and, as a teenage boy, my desire for food.| [2] The concept of constants really fascinates me because they provide a surefire way of knowing, and I look to incorporate constants into my life for that very reason.| [3] I never outgrew the curiosity I possessed in the first few years of life. Although now a bit more sophisticated and focused, my curiosity is still as exuberant as the days before I could even say the word constant. Education is the one thing that satisfies this unconquerable hunger for information, a hunger that parallels my constant appetite. Constantly satisfying this hunger is just one of many constants I wish to pursue in life.| Growing up, there weren’t many constants in my life. My parents divorced when I was three, ensuing a custody battle that left my older brother, younger sister, and I in the care of a foster home. [4] Eventually we landed in my dad’s parent’s house where we lived for two years until finally reuniting with my dad. I’d visit my mom every other weekend, continuing that for a couple years until my dad decided we were making a journey across the country, twenty-one hundred miles from Phoenix, Arizona, to the heart of the south; Charleston, South Carolina.| [5] After having spent the first eight years of my life virtually nomadic, this was just another adventure. Also, changes of scenery always fascinated me.| Dinner at La Hacienda transformed into Sunday morning breakfast at Granny’s, a small diner run by elderly women in the community, famous for authentic soul food and southern hospitality. (New Paragraph)After a brief year situated in a thriving suburb of Charleston, I moved forty-five