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Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Editing at the review round 2

Monday I completed my final shift at the review. I found the experience to be kind of boring. I know newspaper journalism is something I would never want to do for a career (not because of this experience, but it just isn't for me). 

After reviewing my work from the time I spent writing for a Greek newspaper at K-State, I too wrote about meaningless things and used my friends or friends of friends for quotes. But I don't think that's great journalism and I see a lot of the things I once did occurring in the review. My biggest criticism of the Review is the fact the same people seem to give quotes weekly and it is because the author knows them. The views don't necessarily reflect what is being said in the article and the people being quoted don't really seem to disagree either. The people the newspaper quotes don't have much of an opinion. Many of the quotes seem to be from apathetic, uninformed people. Truthfully, if people were randomly selected to give their opinion on the topics at hand the same apathy would be present, but I think more opinionated people would offer more compelling quotes. 

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Leaving the Nest

Edited


At 6 A.M.  in front of security check at Wuhan International airport,  a girl stood in a long queue waiting for a security check. Her parents were standing behind her. She looked very tired and her head was down.  She held her passport and ticket in her left hand and carried a backpack on her her shoulder that was so heavy she couldn't keep her back straight. Her father hauled her boarding bag, staring at her face and his eyes were full of worry. Her mother was holding her right arm and helping her to fix her loose hair.

After her mother finished fixing her hair, she touched the girl's forehead, and said: “You must take good care of yourself after arrival there. Living alone, you must be careful. The weather always changes, don’t get sick and eat on time. Anyway, take care.”

The girl raised her head, tears in her eyes.

“Don’t cry! Don’t go if you want to cry! If you cry alone overseas, we can’t help you,” her father said with a stern look.

“Don’t say that!” her mother raised voice to her father and said, “I believe my daughter is the best. She can take good care of herself and don’t let us worry about her.”

Her father stayed silent while her mother still held the girl’s arm.

Unconsciously, it was the  girl’s turn to go through security. Her father gave the boarding baggage to her, and said, “If it is too heavy that you can’t put it on the baggage rack, ask a man to help you, also with your check-in luggage, when you arrive, ask someone for help. I don’t believe you can carry it all on your own.”

“Dad, don’t look down on me! You worry too much about me! Please don’t!” the girl said with a curl of her lip. Then, she gave her parents a hug and kissed them. She saw tears in her mother’s eyes, and she turned around.

“Next,” the security check inspector said.

The girl gave her passport and ticket to the inspector. After the inspection, she looked back at her parents, and waved good-bye.

The girl choked back tears said, “Mom, don’t cry, I will miss you, and Dad, take good care of yourself and mom, I will miss you too. Love you.”

Then, the girl turned around, walked through the gate and didn't look back again even as tears fell down her face.