I needed to write a piece about how I got into journalism and decided to share it:
“I know I didn’t want to work nine to five, and that’s why I
became a pilot.” Okay, so I knew I
wasn’t about to follow in my father’s footsteps and go to aviation school but avoiding
a boring office job sounded great.
I want to be out in the world, not
constantly under florescent lights walking on outdated carpet, I thought
although I wasn’t exactly sure how to go about avoiding the cubical.
When I was in high school, I took an AP psychology course
were we learned how looking at activities we were interesting in during the
developmental ages of six and nine can be a glimpse into our future careers. This is because at this point, a child
will start to express their interests purely as they have not yet felt much
world influence yet. I thought
back to what I was doing around that age and was hit with a flashback.
Pen and small Lisa Frank flip pad in hand, I snuck around
the house looking for interesting stories. My brother John forgot to bring his backpack to school
today. Mom had to drive it to him. Dad is fixing the playhouse
outside. I interviewed who ever
was making dinner. After gathering
facts, I ran up to my room with a copy of the local newspaper The Asbury Park Press. I broke out the crayons and sliced off a
huge chunk of fax paper and get to work on layout. I scribbled Kelly
Craig Park Press on the top and decided to mimic the newspaper’s layout
complete with a drawn picture. I made
up (poorly made) word searches and crosswords. I clearly remember being unsure of why all the profiles of
people in the newspaper were of people who have just died in the section I was
holding. I decided to do profiles
of my friends and pets instead.
Unfortunately, the Kelly
Craig Park Press didn’t have too great a readership, but the archives can
still be found in a special folder in Freehold, New Jersey. About a decade later, I realized how an
actual local newspaper ran at my first internship with North and South Brunswick Sentinel. Reality hit when I walked into the offices seeing the
cubicles and overhead lights but at least the carpet wasn’t from the ‘70s as I
had pictured. I let out a sigh as
editor explained how I was free to write articles from my personal computer
instead of using the office ones.
I did end up spending some time in the offices, which was
better than expected. I spent most
of the internship going to town events interviewing locals and experts and
going to the nearest coffee shop to write up the pieces. Although I didn’t love each topic, I
knew that this was for me.
Throughout my academic career, I have spent 8 months away
from Ramapo College of New Jersey, the school I will receive a Bachelor’s
degree in communications journalism and minor in international studies. I spent one semester at Florence
University of the Arts and one at California State University of Monterey Bay. I have one more semester to go which
will be spent in California.
Although I neglected to follow my dad’s advice in becoming a pilot, I
was intrigued by travel. The
studying abroad and the National Student Exchange programs were available at my
college, and I knew I would regret not exploiting the opportunities.
Continuing to gain experience in journalism, I took a path
other than taking formal internships.
In between eating gelato, sipping espresso and exploring cities, I was
sure to leave getting published somewhere, anywhere. I ended up with an article in Blending Magazine, a student
run paper. On my next trip I was
sure to more actively work toward building a portfolio and ended up doing some
editing work for Monterey’s Travel Host Magazine and taking two virtual
internships at eCampus and Dallas Flow Magazine, which I am excited to continue
throughout the summer.
As the days to May 15 wind-down, I have become more and more
anxious about my Group Leadership Application sitting in the office of The
Experiment in International Living to be considered for a summer 2012
program. Although it’s a long
shot, I hope to travel abroad with EIL as I continue the virtual
internships. Even if it’s only for
a few weeks, I want to be out in the
world, not constantly under florescent lights walking on outdated carpet.
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