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Mar 12, 2009 21:43

Every now and then we have classes that stay with us. For me, they were my English classes from grades 7-11, philosophy, Asian-American literature, and now Reporting & Editing. There are also teachers, I think, that change who we are. Price was the first teacher that really set me into a different direction, as did O'Neill, and now, Janan. If I've ever had any doubts about studying journalism, they're completely gone, they're gone after this class. I've never been so sure of anything in my life. Besides classes like Chemistry and Calculus--things I just can't do--201-1 was by far the most difficult, stressful class I've ever taken. But I've never learned so much in 9 weeks. It was one of, if not the best class I've ever taken. Janan is everything a print journalist should be. And while we're very different, in fact I don't think anybody's like her, I have a newfound respect for her hardiness and honesty. She kicked my ass more than Price did, and Price also had an entire year. Today, I walked out of the class feeling so good, even though I probably didn't get above an 85 on my final project. I only have once. And honestly, I don't really care. I have fallen in love with something I didn't know existed until 9 weeks ago. I thought I knew what I was getting into, I thought I knew what journalism was, but I had no idea. So far, I like what I see.

And my class never fails to wow me. A lot of people ask me if Medill is like I.S. Mostly no. Because there aren't cliques in Medill; yeah, people are close to one another, but it's probably because they were friends beforehand already. And we don't spend that much time together. And for the most part (I can only think of one exception) everyone respects everyone. There is a shared sense of suffering, I think, and that's what really unites us. I am so impressed by everyone's final projects. Those kids are brilliant, every single one of them.
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