MIT招生官如何審查材料？附10篇文書

MIT的招生官﹙AO）認為：與其要求申請者寫一篇長長的文書，他們更愿意設計幾個簡短的問題，這樣更能了解一個真實的申請者。

對于 2021-2022 年MIT的申請者，招生官們提出了以下簡短的論文問題：

1、Describe the worl you come from; for example, your family, clubs, school, community, city, or town. How has that worl shape your reams an aspirations? ﹙200-250 wors﹚

描述你所處的環(huán)境；例如，你的家庭，俱樂部，學校，社區(qū)，城市或城鎮(zhèn)。這個世界如何塑造了你的夢想與抱負？（200-250個單詞）

2、Pick what fiel of stuy at MIT appeals to you the most right now, an tell us more about why this fiel of stuy appeals to you. ﹙100 wors or fewer﹚

選擇麻省理工學院目前最吸引你的學習領域，并告訴我們更多關于為什么這個學習領域吸引你的信息。（100 字或更少）

3、We know you lea a busy life, full of activities, many of which are require of you. Tell us about something you o simply for the pleasure of it. ﹙100 wors or fewer﹚

我們知道你過著忙碌的生活，參加各種活動，其中都是必須做的。告訴我們那些你僅僅因為喜歡而做的事情。（不超過100個單詞）

4、At MIT, we bring people together to better the lives of others. MIT stuents work to improve their communities in ifferent ways, from tackling the worl’s biggest challenges to being a goo frien. Describe one way in which you have contribute to your community, whether in your family, the classroom, your neighborhoo, etc. ﹙200-250 wors﹚

在麻省理工學院，我們將大家團結在一起，去幫助改善他人的生活。麻省理工學院的學生致力于以不同的方式改善社會環(huán)境，從應對世界上最大的挑戰(zhàn)到成為一個值得信賴的好朋友。描述你為社會做出貢獻的一種方式，無論是在家庭，在教室，在鄰里之間，等等。（200-250個單詞）

5、Tell us about the most significant challenge you’ve face or something important that in’t go accoring to plan. How i you manage the situation? ﹙200-250 wors﹚

告訴我們你曾面臨的最大挑戰(zhàn)或未按計劃進行的重要事項。你是如何處理這種情況的？（200-250個單詞）

6、There is also one final, open-ene aitional information text box, where you can tell us anything else you think we really ought to know.

還有一個最終的，開放式的附加信息文本框，你可以通過它告訴我們你認為我們應該知道的任何信息。

為了讓申請者們對MIT文書創(chuàng)作有更深刻的認識，MIT的招生官們自己先秀了一下肌肉，選擇第3個問題，給申請者們“打樣”，看看招生官們不審查申請材料時在做什么。

Alessanra

Every summer I receive a visit from a person I’ve never met, a person who technically oesn’t exist. Let me explain. When I took AP Literature ﹙many moons ago﹚ I encountere Americanah by Chimamana Ngozi Aichie for the first time. I fell in love with Aichie’s etaile, perceptive prose, her humor, an most of all, Ifemelu—the confient, witty, blog-writing main character. The story follows Ifemelu as she grows up in Lagos, Nigeria an immigrates to the Unite States for university, eventually becoming a successful writer an moving back to Nigeria to reiscover home. It’s a coming-of-age tale, a love story, an a recor of how we all evolve base on social context an age. I rerea this book every June, an each time, something new resonates with me—the nerve-wracking freeom of moving to a new city, the overwhelming rush of first love, the ifficulty of reconciling one’s chilhoo self with an emerging ault self. Rereaing the book has become a means to measure how I’ve grown as a person—similar to how I marke my height in pencil on my oorframe each year as a ki. By now Ifemelu feels like a frien, an the week I spen with her each summer feels like a highly-anticipate visit uring which I remember all the reasons I connecte to her in the first place an iscover new axes of connection ﹙an new parts of myself﹚. Back to reaing now—Ifemelu’s only here for a few more ays ﹙246 more pages﹚.

Ameer

One wor. Dance. I will ance anywhere at any time. Whether it’s at a party, a supermarket in line, my room at 3am, or even at work uring selection committee ﹙ask Kellen, he’ll vouch this﹚, I absolutely love ancing. It’s one of the purest, most authentic ways for me to express my emotions. There’s just something about fining the rhythm in a song, an absolutely crushing the beat with movement that’s insatiable. Hip hop, afro beats, soca, bachata, embow, kizomba, swing, I love so many ifferent styles of ance. I come from a family of ancers, so I suppose it’s a bit of a hereitary trait. Regarless, I can guarantee you that if you see me on campus, at some point you will catch me subtly hitting a woah, woo walking across the street, or ougie-ing in line at Dunkin Donuts. Dance an pleasure go han in han for me, an it’s what I go to most often for fun.

Ariel

I glie out on the ice in the 10-egree Vermont winter morning. I can see my breath an my fingers are alreay starting to go numb, but I have the biggest smile on my face. It’s the best weeken of the year—the Vermont Pon Hockey Championship. I’ve been playing hockey since I was about 4 years ol; one of the very few skaters with a pony-tail sticking out of their helmet. Since then, I’ve evelope frienships that have laste well into my ault life, create memories I’ll never forget, an learne a lot about what it means to be a part of a team. This annual weeken in Vermont is the culmination of that—a chance to hang out with my best friens playing a sport that has given me so much. The joy isn’t always calculate by our win/loss recor ﹙like the year we went 0-4…ouch﹚ but by the laughs we have an the minutes spent together. Being on the ice is an escape for me: there’s no school work, work, or personal commitments on my min. It’s just me an the game, an the only thing on my min is what the optimal position is to efen the net. Every time I’m on the ice I try to skate to my best ability, knowing that my har work benefits everyone on the team an even if we lose, we’ve one our best. But I’ll be honest…it efinitely feels better to win!

Carlos

As I’ve grown oler my interests have evolve an change with every new fa an craze. I am what you call a “marketer’s ream”, who buys trinkets at the check-out line. From pop music, anime, cargo shorts, bowl cuts, an playing basketball at my local park, to scholarly research, work, an trying to fit a workout into my aily routine, one thing has remaine constant since my chilhoo. While I still jam out to the top songs of the 1990s an 2000s on a weekly basis, I have never been able to say bye, bye, bye to that mouse-like critter with yellow fur, pointy ears, an re circular spots. From collecting cars, watching Ash Ketchum continually lose in big tournaments, an spening thousans of hours on their vieo games, Pokémon has always manage to keep my interest in one way or another since its 1996 ebut. These ays, you can fin me out on runs an long walks while playing Pokémon Go on my way to catching them all, or on my Ninteno Switch trying to become the next Pokémon master. Now in my 30s, I get to share my love for Pokémon with my nieces who have jumpe on the poke-express with open arms. At least they know what to expect to get for their birthays an Christmas. It’s amazing to see how Pokémon has been able to captivate auiences of all ages for so many years, which is perfect for someone who is a ki at heart.

Danielle

When I was recruite to o this post my first thought was, what is fun? Everyone characterizes it ifferently. A great example of this is SpongeBob’s iea of fun vs. Plankton’s iea of fun.*

*I mean, SpongeBob is iconic an if you haven’t applie SOME lesson from SpongeBob to your life—you’re oing it wrong.

Asie from learning life lessons through watching episoes of SpongeBob, having fun means to reach complete serenity. Activities that take my min away from work, the news, meia, etc. are things I have fun oing.

If I ha to choose one that I’m loving at the moment…I’ choose walking on trails. In the Boston area, there are plenty of trails an parks to walk through on a nice ay. Now, I’m not a hiker—I on’t o this on a consistent basis but it’s the perfect getaway for me.

One of my favorite trails overlooks the Neponset River. You can fin people roller skating, biking, skateboaring, running or walking an taking in the scenery. I actually foun this trail through one of our colleagues, Bintou ﹙thanks Bintou!﹚. It’s been a go-to spot whenever I nee a breath of fresh air.

Julia

149 West Market St in Newark, New Jersey hols a secret gem. While Google will tell you this is the home of the local T-Mobile, I knew this as the best place to buy jewelry. In front of T-Mobile was a local venor who sol the best fashion jewelry I know. Even when I move out of state an went back to visit family, I always mae sure I ha time to fin his stan. However, when I neee him most he vanishe. I trie to fin alternate earring venors but they were more costly an not as stylishly captivating. Naturally, I woul lose an earring here an there, so my collection continue to winle. At this point, I ha no choice but to start learning how to make my own earrings. Part of the fun in learning to make my own earrings is that I get to express myself an my passions. One passion that I have is in sustainability. For one project, I ecie to use a couple of ol rippe jeans. With these jeans I mae a large flower-esque pair of earrings. When I look aroun, all I see is inspiration for my next earring creation. So far, I have mae earrings using Christmas ornaments, the book-bin of an ol journal, extra braiing hair, an I even use the faux-fur pom-pom that attaches to purses. Being able to enhance my expressive style through my own earring creations has been one of my favorite pastimes.

Kellen

All right, so let me set the scene. It’s like 3 am on some ranom Saturay uring my junior year of college an I just bought two cheeseburgers from a local gas station calle Sheetz ﹙it was a thing that we i, no further questions﹚. I came back to my orm room, sat on the couch, an turne the TV to Cartoon Network. An episoe of a show calle Lupin the 3r ha just starte, an everything just seeme to fall into place. I on’t think I’ve ever been that content in my life. Neeless to say, I was hooke. Now, this wasn’t the first time I watche anime by any means. I grew up on Dragon Ball Z an watche a ecent amount of Toonami in mile an high school. But, that was probably the moment I realize that this was my wave. From there, Ault Swim’s anime block became my nightly ritual. From Fullmetal Alchemist to Samurai Champloo, to Cowboy Bebop an Paranoia Agent, the time I woul have normally eicate to sleeping or homework, transitione to strictly anime an homework ﹙rip sleep﹚. As time went on an grauation passe by, my friens all grew out of their anime phase, but I in’t. I even wrote a blog about how binging Naruto at a nursing home got me through what coul have been a really epressing part of my life. So, yea. Anime. That’s a thing I like. Now excuse me while I catch up on Tokyo Revengers.

Kris

I applie to only one college my senior year of high school. It was an art school an I wante to go there because someone tol me once that if I just focuse on what I like to o for fun, I’ always be able to fin a job. I like making art. I took oil painting lessons an painte a still life that still hangs in my granparent’s house. I taught myself how to raw with charcoal an colore pencils. That summer, in orer to put together a portfolio that woul serve as my application, I woul lug a big pa of paper an sit on top of the cars in the junk yar an raw them. I rew boulers in the quarry in my town with colore pencil. I opene the oor of my closet an rew all the shoes on the floor. I rew the ege of my unmae be. Once I got accepte, it turne out I in’t like rawing or painting much anymore. Instea, I mae super 8 films an wrote poems. But my friens an I ha the most fun hosting inner parties in our Brighton apartment. We’ make big trays of chicken enchilaas an homemae guacamole, we’ ecorate an light canles, an pick out the perfect music sountracks. Because we were art-school kis, these parties were visual an creative. To this ay, I still have the most fun using my artistic skills to entertain friens an family, to garen, an to cook.

Still life painting by Kris Guay

Molly

In the heart of the Black Hills National Forest, South Dakota you will fin a wining gravel roa full of potholes that, if you’re not careful, will take the front en off your car. Cell phone reception rops immeiately leaving you completely unplugge from the moern worl.

A secret place awaits you there. A place where you step back in time to when people live quieter, slower-pace lives. There, nestle back against Aspen an Pine trees sits a small, green cabin with a tin roof, an outhouse, a screene-in porch, an a babbling creek irectly across the roa. Electricity an running water on’t exist here. Oil lanterns an a big pot belly stove are your only sources of light an warmth. Water comes from hauling buckets from the creek an cooking is one on an original woo burning cookstove with cast iron skillets. When it rains, the water’s percussion against the tin roof instantly puts you to sleep. The swing on the porch invites voracious reaers. We play boar games, hike, go swimming, an sit on the porch listening to coyotes as the sun sets over the canyon.

This is my paraise, my favorite place on earth. This is where I unplug from the stresses of life an briefly forget my aulting responsibilities. The little green cabin in the mile of the forest is where I recharge, reset, an get back to the core of who I am an who I want to be.

Petey

I like to lift heavy things. For about 8 years now, I’ve been following a powerlifting program roughly similar to the publicly available StrongLifts 5×5. What I like about lifting heavy things is that it is a combination of technical an creative, intense an enuring, an that it is both emotionally an physically exhausting. I feel more calmer, focuse, an more levelheae after lifting. I like that there is measurable progression: if you can lift more weight, or the same weight at more sets/reps, an even if I’m stalle in other parts of my personal or professional life, here I can ﹙usually﹚ move forwar. As the essayist Alyssa Keiko wrote, “it never gets easier, you just get stronger.” Plus, I can easily pick up my mom an swing her aroun like a baby now, an she smiles an laughs, an that makes me happy.

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