This is actually a portion of my college essay, but I thought I'd share it because it describes a fond experience working on the Obama campaign.
The concluding days of the 2008 Presidential race were one of the most climactic political battles in modern history. As a young political junkie, I was determined to own part of this amazing story, so the last Saturday morning before the election, I woke up early and traveled to Allentown, Pennsylvania with my godfather to campaign for Obama. The setting was depressing as the skies were overcast when we reached the campaign office, and the neighborhood resembled a ghost town. However after a fiery speech by a resolute worker, I was encouraged to knock on every door I could if it meant victory for Obama. By the conclusion of the day I provided over a hundred people with information about election day, debated a few about foreign policy, and set up transportation to the polling place for the elderly, the infirmed and others who would not have been able to vote otherwise. I felt fulfilled due to my hard work. I believed that I was part of something greater than myself, and I gained the unyielding knowledge that I helped to change the trajectory of this country.
