Category: US: DC Internship

All roommates have a fear: that their roommate will have that horrific quality, that mortifying condition. It goes by many names: the death rattle, the midnight muffler, the suffocating storm, but most people know it by its usual gerund: snoring. No matter how much people love their roommate, they may find snoring the relationship killer,…

Today was great because I felt sick. Allow me to explain: Today was not great although I felt sick. Today was not great despite my feeling sick. Today was great because I felt sick. All summer, I was cold, flu, and plague free. Today, for the first time in months, I had a head cold….

For my first article assignment, I traveled to Ford’s Theatre, the historic location where John Wilkes Booth shot Abraham Lincoln. I originally had planned to write about the theatre as a modern tourist attraction. However, the notes I took while touring the site bored me, and if the story notes bored me, I knew the…

Procrastination is the bane of my existence, and while no magic bullet can solve it, a bullet journal might. My sophomore year at Rollins, my English grammar professor Dr. Forsythe taught my classmates and me the therapeutic effects of visual art. Instead of outlining an essay for him in writing, he asked us to draw…

The most powerful story people can tell is their own. Today, professor of journalism Iris Krasnow gave our class its first assignment, and it amounted to this: visit an unfamiliar location in Washington, DC, and write about people who are familiar with it. Prof. Krasnow claimed she assigned this work only so that she could see how we write, but her assignment also…

Have I mentioned I love my journalism professor? On Monday, Prof. Klein helped me secure an internship with the Washington Bureau of the Ohio-based newspaper the Columbus Dispatch. This means I will have the chance to report on Capitol Hill and meet political figures from around the country. Any journalist would kill for this kind…

I arrived in DC Wednesday, August 23, at 6 p.m. I made best friends with my Lyft driver, Daniel, got his number, and talked with him about his newly proposed-to fiancee. We’re probably going to see the US’s largest drum circle Sunday evening, but before that, I have to make time for my roommate. His…