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Sample Scholarship Essay: Hardships
Every time I open up our photo albums during Christmas and family gatherings I feel a sense of
nostalgia. With each turn of the page, each resonance of laughter, each event and each year—precisely
remembered—all the problems of today vanish: my parents never divorced, my father never lost his job
and my family never moved. Instead, life is filled with memories of happy and exuberant times.
Although those days are now rooted far in the past, the memories of life as a child stay vivid and clear.
Life had always been carefree and pleasant. I had cousins who loved me, parents who
disciplined me and the girls who teased me. I felt all the warmth and comfort any child could want;
however, it was more than just this that made my childhood “perfect.” I had always been close to my
brothers, and the most memorable moments of my childhood embrace the love and affection my
brothers and I shared. We spent countless summer days playing and dreaming on the front lawn. We
wrestled and fought, imitating those we saw on television. Yet, with our short attention spans, it wasn’t
long before we sat down together and started talking about our hopes for the future, our ambitions and
goals, our future wives and children. Innocently, I had always thought becoming a superhero was a
realistic goal. I talked about all the superpowers I would somehow acquire and how people would tell
stories of my accomplishments for generations to come. My brothers, although younger, laughed and
made fun; after all, they had more realistic ambitions, hoping to become doctors or lawyers. Then the
debates began. We went on and on for hours, talking about how each of us would be better than the
others. Although I did not always claim first place, I looked forward to the next day when we’d come
back out and start our discussions anew. As simple as it may seem, their presence was more than
enough to make me happy. These experiences understandably may not seem like much to an outside
observer, but for me they are among the best days of my life. To this day I can still think of no better
way I could have spent my summer days than just sitting in the front yard, enjoying the company of my
siblings. Nothing even comes close.