I Am Like a Burrito

April 18, 2010
Tortilla: God is the tortilla of my life. Call Him whatever you want – Savior, Shepherd, Father – I'll just stick with tortilla. He's the thin skin that protects me and holds me. If I screw up, I know that my tortilla will be there for me, no matter what.

Rice: You can reach me by mail, just address the letter straight to my town. This sheltered bubble is the place I call home. It's where I brush my teeth and paint my nails. It's where I munch on black bean salsa from Kramer's and create spontaneous YouTube videos. Feel like watching shiny Mercedes sports cars pull into long driveways? Care for a fine wine tasting party at the Laney's? Come on down to my lovely ZIP code. It's the classiest rice around.

Beans: Upon entering the double doors of my high school on my first day, I saw masses of students threatening to re-create the stampede scene from “The Lion King.” Oh, geez, I thought. And, 952 days later, I still feel the same way each time I walk into school. I'm just one of the thousands of students. I'm just another bean. A bean with flavor extraordinaire.

Chicken: Greenish-blue eyes. Chocolate brown hair. Five feet, seven-and-a-half inches. Yep, that's me. I can't touch my tongue to my nose, but I can stretch my toes to unbelievable distances. Sports aren't exactly my thing, so I lack bicep muscles. Could that be why I've never been able to pass the pull-up test? I guess from the outside, I'm just an average piece of chicken. But don't worry: I've got wings, and some day I'll be the first chicken to fly.

Mild salsa: The girl who cuts my hair told me that I'm pleasant. Pleasant!? I thought, suddenly the victim of a complete and utter mental meltdown. I clung to the sides of the black vinyl chair, trying to wrap my head around the dullness of her diction. Sure, I'm nice and all, but couldn't she have chosen a spicier word? Like brilliant. Or dazzling. I would have been happy with that. Oh, well. I guess a mild salsa personality isn't so bad.

Cheese: “Melanie, would you mind reading your paper aloud to the class?” Ever since my second grade teacher told me that I had a knack for writing, I've devoted my time to words. My friends practiced cheerleading and painted pictures; I wrote stories. Every time I open a blank Microsoft Word document, I swear I can hear angels singing the Hallelujah chorus. Cheese is the glue that holds my ideas together.

Lettuce: Every year on January first, I sit down in front of my iMac and come up with 10 New Year's resolutions. No more, no less. From trivial to incredibly meaningful, my goals reflect who I am and who I'd like to be. Number 10 on the list? Get into Northwestern. If my dreams are lettuce, then Northwestern is the greenest leaf.

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Sanderz said...
Nov. 12, 2011 at 12:23 am
I liked the starting, but everything else was strained. The format greatly took away from the overall flow of the essay. It was basically a forced over the top extended analogy.
Rae-Rae said...
Nov. 12, 2010 at 7:00 am

Listen, I know that you tried your best, but this really isn't that good. Your entire essay, if it can be called that, is one overextended metaphor and a lot of the pieces of that metaphor make no sense. True, you may want to use a metaphor in the beginning, but after that's done you have to go and give the essay some substance. You can come back to it at the end, but leave it alone in the middle.

Also, this essay makes you seem like a wholly unappealing person. You flip back and fort... (more »)

charlie3273 replied...
Jun. 30, 2011 at 10:00 am
I disagree with you! I thought at first that this would be a boring essay, trying to be quirky, and while i admit the metaphor can get a little forced and the off-the-wallness a little less than spontaneous, I loved the concrete diction. the specific references will make this stand out to readers!
PJ-ONE said...
Oct. 1, 2010 at 9:12 am
The title grabbed my attention then I skimmed through and saw the "ingredients".This is my FAVORITE story I've read so far.
Midnight_Hum This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 28, 2010 at 4:09 pm

Hey, I have no idea why it doesn't have the little 'MAG' symbol next to your name, cause you totally made it.

Out of all the articles I read in that month's edition, yours stuck out to me the most.

You obviously have a knack for writing, and even though this isn't labled as poetry, I think that it should be.

Anyone who can be this poetic about her life when referring to a burrito is an amazing poet! An author tells, a poet describes.

P.S. I don't know your personal... (more »)

Lovely123 said...
Aug. 17, 2010 at 9:52 pm
This is absolutely amazing! It's so personal and cute. there's no way you won't get in with this essay. :)
sonnysulouff This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 9, 2010 at 12:01 pm
I love how creative this is! It's so good! You'll definitely get in with this essay!
triley837 said...
May 12, 2010 at 10:45 pm
I really like this! It's so funny!
sunshine said...
May 12, 2010 at 9:50 am
well i like how u compare urself to a chipotle burrito...it shows that u are one of a kind...definetly a college essay
leeanniess said...
May 11, 2010 at 9:03 am
last line is my favorite :) i too am hoping for northwestern.
writeitmay said...
May 10, 2010 at 11:23 am
One of the best college essays I've ever read- you should submit this to an essay contest. Very creative and inspriing. Well done!
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