When I Dropped Out At 20, My Sister Told Everyone: “She’s The One Who Didn’t Finish.” Twelve Years Later, I’m Yale’s Dean Of Admissions. One Essay Read: “My Family Moved Past My Aunt’s Setback.” The Name? Amanda Chen. My Niece. I Picked Up My Red Pen And…

We’re very proud.” Then, after a beat, the realization hit. “Oh my God. You’re at Yale.” “I’m the dean of admissions,” I said. “I saw her application.”

Jennifer swore softly under her breath. “Rachel, I swear to you, we did not have her apply there because of you. Amanda didn’t even know you worked at Yale until after she sent everything in. She wanted continue reading …