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…

me with the open intensity only the young can manage. “Mom told me she was wrong about you,” she said. “She cried.” I nodded. “She cried with me too.” Amanda looked down at her coffee. “I don’t hate her,” she said softly. “I just… I don’t want to build my life out of fear.” That sentence made me love her a little. “Then don’t,” I said. “Fear is a terrible continue reading …