Army Scholarship Essay
One sunny, warm afternoon with the glowing sunlight peeking through the windows and showering our dining table with its golden aura, my father and I sat down for a talk. During this occasion, the story being told was one of sacrifice, bravery, and dedication. My dad unveiled to me his life experiences and motivations from college, throughout his Army career, and even to now. He talked to me about how to be a leader, what I could do for the people around me, what he has done to keep our family together and well fed, shared stories of military life, told me of the benefits and negatives of army life, training in college and what it would be like for me, and instilled a view of patriotism within me that I had never felt before. I was so inspired by this talk so much that it motivated me to attend the University of North Georgia and join the cadet corps on an Army ROTC scholarship. I now want to serve my country, benefit every citizen within America, and help people around the globe, all because my father taught me
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He referenced some people he had worked with in the past and said they were good soldiers who knew what they were doing, all of which attended UNG. Mr. John, Mr. Eddie, and Mr. Stewart are all coworkers that went to UNG and they are some of the nicest men I know, all of them retired at pretty high ranks as well. I had looked into this college already but never really considered making it my first choice. All these thoughts went rushing through my head of when I could apply, how I could go tour the campus, and whether or not I would be accepted. So we got to a computer and started working on an application and figured out how to send my scores. My dad worked with me the whole way through it and he’s the reason I was able to apply and come to this college. Without him I would not be on the path I am
He referenced some people he had worked with in the past and said they were good soldiers who knew what they were doing, all of which attended UNG. Mr. John, Mr. Eddie, and Mr. Stewart are all coworkers that went to UNG and they are some of the nicest men I know, all of them retired at pretty high ranks as well. I had looked into this college already but never really considered making it my first choice. All these thoughts went rushing through my head of when I could apply, how I could go tour the campus, and whether or not I would be accepted. So we got to a computer and started working on an application and figured out how to send my scores. My dad worked with me the whole way through it and he’s the reason I was able to apply and come to this college. Without him I would not be on the path I am