It’s the final day!
A month and a half goes by really quickly and I feel like all I’ve been doing was running though it and not stopping to breathe. It all feels like a blur. But I know one thing for sure, I will never end up as a reporter. Going up to people and shooting well thought out questions is just not my forte. But this month and a half did not go to waste because i still had fun.
It was a worthwhile experience and I couldn’t have asked for more from this class. Even though I enjoyed the class there will be things that I will definitely not be missing, the extreme low temperature of the room and the computer that says my password is wrong three times in a row before it actually signs me in.
I feel like I’ve learned a lot about myself as well as about journalism through this course. I tend to ramble and use a lot of unnecessary language in my essays to fill them out sometimes, but forcing myself to get straight to the point was probably the most difficult thing to do. Although I still have a lot of things to improve on, I just hope I will be able to retain all of the information I learned until I get to college or even further.
Sometimes the first half felt a but long but the workshops made up for that. I feel like it was a great hands-on experience. Like an artist, who was taught all the techniques and finally could put a paintbrush on the canvas.
Had it not been this class, I would probably be sleeping until 1 in the afternoon and only waking up to go volunteer a few days a week. It has ben a great experience that I would like to relive just without the face to face confrontational man-on-the-street interviews. Maybe.