This is an edited copy of my personal statement for law school. I am pushing the concept that I have overcome socioeconomic misfortune in my life and thus deserve a chance at law school. The problem is that I do not truly believe those in the ivory towers of academia truly understand what life is like in the real world. So I pushed the envelope in my statement to try to give them an honest taste of what it is like to be poor in the USA. I did edit out any information that would make who I am obvious, because I do value my privacy. If I am put into the limelight, it will be by choice and not because some liberal ass wagon wants to make me stand out.
On to the statement...
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Personal Statement
My
personal statement is going to be different from most. I could explain in depth the logic of why
education was irrelevant to me as a teen.
I could explain that I consider my true parents to be violence, because
I was in a world of constant violence (home, school and streets). I could explain what it was like to be in
Detroit when it was the murder capital of the world and we were proud of that
fact. Or I could try to explain the
mentality in Detroit that led to five hundred plus fires every Devil’s
Night. I could even attempt to explain
what I saw as Young Boys Incorporated developed the youth gang model that not
only is prevalent throughout the USA, but is spreading all over the world.
Instead
I am going to share a parable that I developed when I tried to explain what the
environment was like of my teenage years and how it affected me as an adult. My friend has a PhD in psychology and is use
to dealing with ex-convicts, helping them adjust to society upon release. Despite this fact, when I first told it to
him, he was shocked. I was told that
this attitude could not exist in the civilized world that it sounded more like
the Third World.
“I
need money and it does not matter why I need money (drugs, alcohol or simply to
eat). It also does not matter how I get
the money. The only thing that matters is
for me to get money so I can take care of my needs for today. You have money, so I rob you. My problems for the day are taken care
of. If I get arrested for robbing you, I
get a roof over my head, three daily meals, healthcare and I watch television. My problems are still taken care of. If during the act of robbing you or some
related to it afterwards I end up getting killed, guess what... My problems are
still taken care of. There is no
downside of me robbing you (or committing any other crime), so why should I do
anything but attempt to satisfy my needs for that day?”
What
is truly sad is that no matter how different I am today, I still miss those
days. I realize that times have changed
and I really would not want to return to that lifestyle. Maybe it is just because I do not want to
face the fact that I wasted my youth. Or
maybe it is because I am jealous of what I never had. I remember one time about fourteen years ago
I was in a doctor’s waiting room here in XXXXX. There was a mother with her child in the
waiting room and they were talking. I
cannot remember the approximate age of the child or even the sex of the child,
but I remember the feelings that were shared in that conversation. I found it absolutely corny and disgusting;
it was like something out of a Leave It to Beaver episode. It was the sort of mentality that has not
existed in the USA for fifty years. Yet
there was a part of me that was jealous and envied that child, for other than
the violence of the streets the closest thing I had to the love of a parent was
from a German Shepherd. I remember
crying when he died at the foot of my bed when I was around fourteen. I did not cry at my grandmother’s funeral,
when a close friend was killed or when a girlfriend overdosed; but my dog’s
death affected me.
This
is a taste of the youth that shaped me into an adult, so yes I believe I bring
very different experiences with me to XXXXX Law. The only experiences I have in law are from
the wrong side and not because I have family or friends in the field. I bring empathy and understanding to the
concept of justice, but without blanket forgiveness. Everything on the streets is like a game, you
play and you pay. The USA (XXXX)
area is also very attractive because of how quiet it is and the close proximity
to XXXXX. I also am very
concerned about debt, since I am twenty years senior of the average law
student.