By Maggie Scott
Attend early morning council meetings.
Stay awake through seven hours of school.
Check out of class to rush to a local choir performance.
Run to the auditorium for after-school rehearsal.
Book it to the recording studio for a quick session.
Hustle to the professional theater to make call time for the 7:30 show.
Get home around 12:00.
Read scriptures, say prayers, and crash before waking up again in 5 hours.
By Kimerly Biesinger
Ever since I was little, I wanted to go somewhere far away for college. But not just anywhere far away, I wanted to go BIG! At the beginning of my senior year, I decided I wanted to attend Yale University. You may have heard of it? Ivy League, Connecticut, kind-of-a-big-deal?
I prayed and studied for years to come to this decision. Yale was my personal dream and I felt that my answer from heaven was yes, so I went for it! Outside of my family, though, there were only about four people who actually believed I could get in. They were right, though. Those schools don’t admit anyone. Besides, very few students from Utah are admitted into the Ivy League, let alone from my high school! When my early application was deferred I was not surprised. Completely heartbroken, but not surprised.
I was so confused! Why had God given me the desire to do something so great, made me feel good about going through with it, and then denied me the opportunity? I knew that God had the power to get me in to school, but I don’t know why he didn’t.