My First Impression of Yale

When I first thought about Yale, what came to my mind was that Yale was one of the largest universities in the United States and the whole world. I didn’t know that Yale has something more important than just being the top university. Yale has the strongest community. Everywhere I walk I see groups of six to ten people walking together which I usually don’t see in any other universities. Also students at Yale are so helpful which is something that I am so impressed with. The way they help others no matter who you are, where you are from, or what language you speak. All they do is welcome you with a beautiful smile on their faces and accept you as one of their family. Have you ever left your family for a while, then you came back after everyone missed you so much and all they ever wanted was to see you again? Have you seen how happy they are when they see you again ? All they will do is to make sure you feel loved. That’s how I felt when I first entered Yale. I never imagined it could be like that. I also didn’t know that Yale gives so many opportunities to all Yale students, non-Yale students and high school students. I always knew that you cannot do anything at Yale unless you are a Yale student, and last year Yale proved me wrong by giving me the opportunity to do an internship working in the ITS department along with other ITS workers. And not only that, this year I was given a scholarship at Yale summer session for the program of intensive English which will allow me to keep my English improving in all ways, such as reading, speaking and writing. Yale is more than just a university - Yale is a dream place for every human being.

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