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Reason for Transferring – Essay

My reason for transferring is quite simple, I will be graduating in May from the Community College I am presently attending.  I have heard about the programs at Ithaca through some of the students and teachers at Duchess Community College and was interested enough to ask you for a brochure.  After reading it, I have come to the conclusion that I will do very well at Ithaca and wish to attend.

The objectives that I would hope to accomplish at Ithaca are very simple.  I would like to learn as much as possible in the field of filmmaking, as to feel comfortable in taking a job in the field of filmmaking upon graduation.  Other things that I would like to accomplish at Ithaca are to work on my fiction writing skills, to make film industry contacts and to basically enjoy the experience of being in College.  The meeting of new people and the learning of new ideas and concepts are just two of the things I look forward to.


As for the long-term goals that I hope to leave Ithaca with are a complete and lasting understanding of the film industry and the creative and technical knowledge that will keep me working long into the future.  A long-term goal I have set for myself is to write and direct my own films and maybe even have my own production company.  What I have looked for in a college and what I think Ithaca can give me are the skills I need to achieve these goals.

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