Earlier this evening I got an email from my friend Betsy telling me that she had found an old high school essay of mine while she was cleaning out some boxes from her parents' house. She had a copy of the essay because I had written it about her and given it to her as a gift. I had, of course, forgotten all about it. I asked her to send me a copy of it and she obliged.
Below, reproduced in its entirety, is a "college entrance essay" assignment I wrote my junior year of high school. It comes complete with embarrassing typos so many commas it looks like I held a pepper grinder over it; this is the Caesar salad of homework. Please enjoy my 17-year-old self. She was a delightful mess.
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