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Sigh. Wish I saw this before I submitted all my apps!

I will utilize this after I finish my essay. Thanks

Ben Matlock wrote:I am offering free four-point evaluations on essays indefinitely. I'm a graduate of Columbia University and YLS and I run IvyAchievement.

My four-point evaluation covers structure, content, tone, and mechanics.

PM me or send your PS, DS, or Yale 250 via email to ben@ivyachievement.com and say you saw my post on TLS.

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Hi!
Are you willing to offer any help for a "Why X?" essay or only PS, DS, and Yale 250s?

Ben,

Thanks a lot for doing this. Thoughts?

My Uncle Alan had spent thousands, probably tens of thousands, on the lottery before he lucked out. Several thousand alone on scratch off. But his real addiction was the powerball. He was almost 50, and I remember the day he called my parents and told them that he had won nearly 60 million United States Dollars ("USD"). This was about 35 million USD after the lump sum if I remember correctly. My dad encouraged Al to take the annual payout, because he didn't trust him not to blow it. He wouldn't, he assured them.

My Uncle moved to a McMansion on the Florida coast and fulfilled one of his weirdest childhood dreams. He had an unusual "dance" floor installed: it was made entirely of thick, reinforced glass. Below the glass he had, I'm not kidding, an aquarium put in. He filled it with fish, coral, and a real live shark. At 3-4 feet long, it wasn't a huge shark, but it ate all the fish within a week or two. The upkeep was expensive, and to add to it, he decided (after it had been built) that he wanted the glass to "retract" so he could feed the shark himself and put in turtles and other sea creatures that have to come up for oxygen. This was expensive. He did it anyway.

He'd have people over all the time to check out the "dance" floor, which he always called it even though no one danced on it and there was nothing in the room to play music. So he'd just have parties and drink a lot and he and his guests would hang out on the retractable dance floor made of glass with a shark beneath.

During one of these parties, a reveler retracted the glass when people were still on it (he backed into the switch on accident). Everyone freaked out and ran off. And everyone made it, everyone but a 5 year old year, African-American girl. My Uncle was not racist and often invited African-Americans to his parties and had many African-American friends. The shark immediately went for her and chomped her in half even though others tried to come to the rescue. The family sued my Uncle Alan for negligence, and he lost nearly everything when the jury returned its verdict after deliberating for nearly ten minutes.

On this day, my passion for the law developed. The jaws of life that snatched this young sweet girl (and the jaws of the shark) face us all. I am confident that [law school X] will allow me to fulfill my burning passion to become a lawyer. Thank you for your consideration. Please note that I am awaiting my new (hopefully higher) LSAT score, which I will send to you promptly.

CJ. wrote:Ben,

Thanks a lot for doing this. Thoughts?

My Uncle Alan had spent thousands, probably tens of thousands, on the lottery before he lucked out. Several thousand alone on scratch off. But his real addiction was the powerball. He was almost 50, and I remember the day he called my parents and told them that he had won nearly 60 million United States Dollars ("USD"). This was about 35 million USD after the lump sum if I remember correctly. My dad encouraged Al to take the annual payout, because he didn't trust him not to blow it. He wouldn't, he assured them.

My Uncle moved to a McMansion on the Florida coast and fulfilled one of his weirdest childhood dreams. He had an unusual "dance" floor installed: it was made entirely of thick, reinforced glass. Below the glass he had, I'm not kidding, an aquarium put in. He filled it with fish, coral, and a real live shark. At 3-4 feet long, it wasn't a huge shark, but it ate all the fish within a week or two. The upkeep was expensive, and to add to it, he decided (after it had been built) that he wanted the glass to "retract" so he could feed the shark himself and put in turtles and other sea creatures that have to come up for oxygen. This was expensive. He did it anyway.

He'd have people over all the time to check out the "dance" floor, which he always called it even though no one danced on it and there was nothing in the room to play music. So he'd just have parties and drink a lot and he and his guests would hang out on the retractable dance floor made of glass with a shark beneath.

During one of these parties, a reveler retracted the glass when people were still on it (he backed into the switch on accident). Everyone freaked out and ran off. And everyone made it, everyone but a 5 year old year, African-American girl. My Uncle was not racist and often invited African-Americans to his parties and had many African-American friends. The shark immediately went for her and chomped her in half even though others tried to come to the rescue. The family sued my Uncle Alan for negligence, and he lost nearly everything when the jury returned its verdict after deliberating for nearly ten minutes.

On this day, my passion for the law developed. The jaws of life that snatched this young sweet girl (and the jaws of the shark) face us all. I am confident that [law school X] will allow me to fulfill my burning passion to become a lawyer. Thank you for your consideration. Please note that I am awaiting my new (hopefully higher) LSAT score, which I will send to you promptly.

This is completely not about you... They're not only trying to evaluate your writing skills.

^^^^^^^^

The essay needs to be about you.

CJ. wrote:Ben,

Thanks a lot for doing this. Thoughts?

My Uncle Alan had spent thousands, probably tens of thousands, on the lottery before he lucked out. Several thousand alone on scratch off. But his real addiction was the powerball. He was almost 50, and I remember the day he called my parents and told them that he had won nearly 60 million United States Dollars ("USD"). This was about 35 million USD after the lump sum if I remember correctly. My dad encouraged Al to take the annual payout, because he didn't trust him not to blow it. He wouldn't, he assured them.

My Uncle moved to a McMansion on the Florida coast and fulfilled one of his weirdest childhood dreams. He had an unusual "dance" floor installed: it was made entirely of thick, reinforced glass. Below the glass he had, I'm not kidding, an aquarium put in. He filled it with fish, coral, and a real live shark. At 3-4 feet long, it wasn't a huge shark, but it ate all the fish within a week or two. The upkeep was expensive, and to add to it, he decided (after it had been built) that he wanted the glass to "retract" so he could feed the shark himself and put in turtles and other sea creatures that have to come up for oxygen. This was expensive. He did it anyway.

He'd have people over all the time to check out the "dance" floor, which he always called it even though no one danced on it and there was nothing in the room to play music. So he'd just have parties and drink a lot and he and his guests would hang out on the retractable dance floor made of glass with a shark beneath.

During one of these parties, a reveler retracted the glass when people were still on it (he backed into the switch on accident). Everyone freaked out and ran off. And everyone made it, everyone but a 5 year old year, African-American girl. My Uncle was not racist and often invited African-Americans to his parties and had many African-American friends. The shark immediately went for her and chomped her in half even though others tried to come to the rescue. The family sued my Uncle Alan for negligence, and he lost nearly everything when the jury returned its verdict after deliberating for nearly ten minutes.

On this day, my passion for the law developed. The jaws of life that snatched this young sweet girl (and the jaws of the shark) face us all. I am confident that [law school X] will allow me to fulfill my burning passion to become a lawyer. Thank you for your consideration. Please note that I am awaiting my new (hopefully higher) LSAT score, which I will send to you promptly.

This is fantastic. 180/10.

4thand9 wrote: This is fantastic. 180/10.

+1 This is the most entertaining PS I've ever read.

If real, however, def wouldn't submit it.

Thank you very much!
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