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…

valuable than compliance: how to recognize courage when it does not wear the right costume. Amanda and I still met once a month. Sometimes she brought pages. Sometimes she brought panic. Sometimes she brought questions about whether majoring in English condemned her to permanent financial instability, and I would laugh and tell her only partly. Jennifer continue reading …