Formerly of the New York City Ballet
Following the completion of my undergraduate studies this spring, I was inspired to revisit the essay I hastily wrote for admission to Columbia when I decided to leave the New York City Ballet in 2011. I feel reading it now much as I do when I watch old videos of myself dancing: embarrassed, slightly detached, and convinced that it was better experienced live. But also, despite these insecurities, glad I gave it the old college try. The essay was originally composed on December 2, 2011. It is slightly edited for length as presented here but otherwise untouched.
First, a few items worth consideration:
1) From 2012-2015, I occupied four more positions within the New York City Ballet and associated organizations, including those of instructor and manager
2) At the time I wrote the essay, I was applying for readmission to Columbia following academic probation (administered after I neglected to show up for a molecular biology class for an entire semester) and a brief stint at Fordham University
3) During my time at Columbia, I changed my course of study three times, from Neuroscience/Premed to English to, finally, Psychology.
And, more importantly, I’ve included one very special memory that immediately resurfaced when I first reread the essay -- right after Albert Evans passed away.
Following the completion of my undergraduate studies this spring, I was inspired to revisit the essay I hastily wrote for admission to Columbia when I decided to leave the New York City Ballet in 2011. I feel reading it now much as I do when I watch old videos of myself dancing: embarrassed, slightly detached, and convinced that it was better experienced live. But also, despite these insecurities, glad I gave it the old college try. The essay was originally composed on December 2, 2011. It is slightly edited for length as presented here but otherwise untouched.
First, a few items worth consideration:
1) From 2012-2015, I occupied four more positions within the New York City Ballet and associated organizations, including those of instructor and manager
2) At the time I wrote the essay, I was applying for readmission to Columbia following academic probation (administered after I neglected to show up for a molecular biology class for an entire semester) and a brief stint at Fordham University
3) During my time at Columbia, I changed my course of study three times, from Neuroscience/Premed to English to, finally, Psychology.
And, more importantly, I’ve included one very special memory that immediately resurfaced when I first reread the essay -- right after Albert Evans passed away.
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