Why Law? Essay
My interest in the law began with donuts. As a child, I developed early persuasive skills
during family disagreements on how to divide boxes of the treats. My parents belonged to
the "biggest people deserve the most donuts" school of thought; while as the youngest family
member, I was a devout believer in the "one person, one donut" principle. The debates were
often cutthroat, but when it came to donut distribution, I sought justice at any cost.
As my family grew older and more health-conscious, we stopped eating donuts, and for
many years I forgot our childhood debates. However, some recent life decisions have
brought to mind those early explorations of justice. When I first arrived at the American
International School of Rotterdam, I quickly learned that my colleagues were a diverse and
talented group of people. Unsure of how to establish my own place among them, I tried
phrases that had always worked to impress college friends. "When I work for the UN . . . ," I
told the second-grade teacher, and she answered with an erudite discussion of the problems
she faced as a consultant for that organization. I told the kindergarten teacher, "When I'm in
law school . . . ," only to hear about his own experiences in law school. By the time I
discovered that even many grade-school students were better travelled than I, I learned to
keep my mouth shut!
Living alone in a new country, removed from familiar personal and cultural clues to my
identity and faced with these extraordinary co-workers, I started to feel meaningless. How, I
wondered, could I possibly make a difference in a place as vast as our planet? To my own
surprise, I found that answer at church. Although I was raised in the Bah¨¢'¨ª Faith, I have
only recently understood the essential place that religion plays in my identity. Bah¨¢'¨ª social
beliefs include the need to work against extreme poverty, nationalism, and prejudice; and I
now realize that I cannot hold those...