Oh my Auburn.
Currently I have seven bug bites. I wished that I bought a pair of warm pajamas, and aside from the two friends that I am here with, I made two genuine, sincere, funny, and warm- hearted friends, Emily and Hannah. Apart from all the places in the world, I’m here in Sweet Home Alabama, where Cam Newton is embraced as a god and southern accents are heard around every corner.
Carolyn, Chris and I are the triple trouble trio. We came together from San Jose Collegiate High School in California, and we’ve stuck together and bonded with one another.
Flying to Atlanta then taking a shuttle to Alabama was very tiring. My eye bags were enlarged, my hair was a mess, and my stomach was growling. I got about two hours of sleep in the plane, but the moment that I laid my eyes on Auburn’s campus, I felt very nostalgic. It reminded me of Brown University, the campus, the weather, the shops, the feeling of being at a campus and taking in breathtaking atmosphere- alleluia.
For the first night’s dinner, I ate ice out of a cup and tried adjusting to the heat while experiencing my first interview with Corey Johnson, a boy who I completely admire for his open minded opinions and positive attitude about life. Later that night, I immediately bonded with my roommate in a pretty fast pace. We’re complete opposites, but we are able to connect and laugh with each other about life’s many pleasures.
The workshops taught me all that my puzzled mind was wondering about journalism. The inverted pyramid, the work ethics of a journalist and just about everything that I needed to know in order to become the best journalist that I can be. Face it, before coming here, I had never written a single article, never really interviewed anyone, and had no idea the passion, the work, the persistence, the strength, the knowledge, the confidence, the power that a journalist brings to the table.
From the photography class, I was given the tools to become a better photographer and was able to get my hands on a Nikon D40 SLR (amazing). I’ve attended plenty of workshop classes that handed me the tools that I’ll need to use for the journalism class. My favorite thing is that I’ve been able to ask questions to various talented and amazing journalists, photographers, athletes, broadcasters, and many more.
The opportunity and chance to meet these people is beyond exhilarating. I never knew what a journalist had to do, their independence, their confidence, and their job as a whole. I learned ultimately that you’re going to be a great journalist if you are passionate about it. If you know that writing articles, meeting people, doing everything a journalist can do, if this isn’t it, pursue something else that you love. Ms. Panko and Mr. Owens were my favorite. They were different, they were independent, they were dedicated, and their hearts and minds and passion spoke to me.
To be honest, I never saw this coming. The experience was tougher than I ever imagined, maybe because I never did any of this journalism stuff and feel the pressure to be as good as everyone else. I’ve been struggling to write every article, but it’s always difficult in the beginning.
But what I’ve learned here is not just about what a journalist has to do to be successful in the world, but reminded me what working hard was and what true passion is, that learning is endless, Auburn isn’t that bad after all, of course next to California.
Carolyn, Chris and I are the triple trouble trio. We came together from San Jose Collegiate High School in California, and we’ve stuck together and bonded with one another.
Flying to Atlanta then taking a shuttle to Alabama was very tiring. My eye bags were enlarged, my hair was a mess, and my stomach was growling. I got about two hours of sleep in the plane, but the moment that I laid my eyes on Auburn’s campus, I felt very nostalgic. It reminded me of Brown University, the campus, the weather, the shops, the feeling of being at a campus and taking in breathtaking atmosphere- alleluia.
For the first night’s dinner, I ate ice out of a cup and tried adjusting to the heat while experiencing my first interview with Corey Johnson, a boy who I completely admire for his open minded opinions and positive attitude about life. Later that night, I immediately bonded with my roommate in a pretty fast pace. We’re complete opposites, but we are able to connect and laugh with each other about life’s many pleasures.
The workshops taught me all that my puzzled mind was wondering about journalism. The inverted pyramid, the work ethics of a journalist and just about everything that I needed to know in order to become the best journalist that I can be. Face it, before coming here, I had never written a single article, never really interviewed anyone, and had no idea the passion, the work, the persistence, the strength, the knowledge, the confidence, the power that a journalist brings to the table.
From the photography class, I was given the tools to become a better photographer and was able to get my hands on a Nikon D40 SLR (amazing). I’ve attended plenty of workshop classes that handed me the tools that I’ll need to use for the journalism class. My favorite thing is that I’ve been able to ask questions to various talented and amazing journalists, photographers, athletes, broadcasters, and many more.
The opportunity and chance to meet these people is beyond exhilarating. I never knew what a journalist had to do, their independence, their confidence, and their job as a whole. I learned ultimately that you’re going to be a great journalist if you are passionate about it. If you know that writing articles, meeting people, doing everything a journalist can do, if this isn’t it, pursue something else that you love. Ms. Panko and Mr. Owens were my favorite. They were different, they were independent, they were dedicated, and their hearts and minds and passion spoke to me.
To be honest, I never saw this coming. The experience was tougher than I ever imagined, maybe because I never did any of this journalism stuff and feel the pressure to be as good as everyone else. I’ve been struggling to write every article, but it’s always difficult in the beginning.
But what I’ve learned here is not just about what a journalist has to do to be successful in the world, but reminded me what working hard was and what true passion is, that learning is endless, Auburn isn’t that bad after all, of course next to California.