Ariella Pultman

Admit it: admissions essays from the class of 2013

For some of us, it was a crowning achievement, the single piece of writing we’re still most proud of. For others of us, it was juvenile and shameless, 500 words of self-indulgence that are too agonizingly laughable to reread.

Admissions essay: Ariella Pultman

My Zionist heart had always been distraught over the Neturei Karta, even before I knew that my cousin was affiliated with them.