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…

questions inherited narratives. She writes with empathy and edge. Those are students we want.” I sat down at last. “I can’t be the one to decide.” “No,” Marcus said. “You can’t.” He did not soften it, which I appreciated. “But you also don’t have to punish the student for having a family connection she didn’t choose.” I nodded. That was the fear under continue reading …