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Personally, my family described it to me as a beautiful place in architecture, history and the great student value of studying at this university. They also told me that the people who studied there had worked very hard. I would can say that day my heart was going so faster. I had only seen the buildings on the outside. I was excited to see what they looked like on the inside and to know the reason why so many people came to see this place. The day of the tour we had to walk a lot, some buildings were closed so we did not have the opportunity to see the whole place but we went to beautiful places. 

In those places you could see how many years the university has been dedicated to teaching the people who graduate from school each year, encouraging them to be able to continue studying in what they had dreamed of becoming. I was surprised to see how many areas they had to offer to these new students.Being able to pursue the career of your dreams and be the person you envisioned yourself to be when you were young is what makes this university so valuable. Because in my country, it is the test score and the government that chooses your profession.

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  1. Carrie Allen8 de julio de 2022, 3:59 a.m.

    Your sentiments are expressed beautifully. I love that your style of writing is so very different from ours, so to me it reads like poetry.

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