Even My Favorite Color is no Longer Red. by Andrew

Even My Favorite Color is no Longer Red. by Andrew - June 2017 Scholarship Essay

The innocent age of six was a fluctuating time in my early life. I attended a preschool nearby my home in the suburbs of Chicago for a few hours of the day where I met my first friend and my first crush. These were simpler times in my life: while now I design algorithms and crunch equations, a young Andrew would attach himself to the only other young male in the class and pursue a daily routine of re-enacting whatever episode of Power Rangers had been on the hour before. You see, it was always my dream of becoming a Red Power Ranger (Yes, Red specifically.)

How exactly does that relate to my current major? I am not sure, but it is the truth of the matter nonetheless. My life is but a series of dramatic twist and turns; I regale you, dear reader, with the epic story of my metamorphosis from Red Power Ranger to Physicist, unfolding the intricate subtleties of the child psyche before you.

One day, after unsuccessfully trying to pry away my crush from the other fifteen female children whom I shared the play space with, I returned yet again to my good friend who had been waiting for me in the far side of the room. We needed a yellow or pink ranger to enact the final scene of the show, and upon my failed quest to retrieve one, we debated who would have to play as the girl. I certainly was not going to give up on being the Red Ranger; he certainly was not going to give up one being the blue one, and so an impasse was begotten! Much woe to behold the two of us, the best of friends, unable to resolve this conflict, much like Ulysses and Ajax on the Trojan shore! Was this the end to the dynamic duo of the Red Ranger and the Blue Ranger?

Anyways then it was time to clean up, and the next day I probably watched a space documentary or something and then I thought Quantum Weirdness was cool so I read a book. BAM! Now I am a physicist.

The point of this tale is thus laid out: Who in their right mind knows what they really want to be when they are six years old?