My Passion For Journalism
When I was just a young, inexperienced kindergartner I always thought differently than the
children around me. I always had a thirst to discover how things work; I felt it was imperative that
I find out new things about government, science, cars, culture, religion, geopolitics and the world
around me. I was never afraid to ask questions to my wiser elders. Frankly, I would have done
anything to gain more information and knowledge, even if it meant an adult scoffing me because
the topics I desired to converse about were too advanced for my age.
As I got into middle school, I found my passion for journalism. I saw how closely my father would
follow the news, specifically issues in the Middle East, the land he had once lived in and
eventually fled due to war and poverty. My father's love of broadcast journalism inspired me to
want to follow the news as well. I enjoyed television and radio news; however, print was my
preferred medium. Since we did not have a newspaper subscription at home, I would bike to my
friend's house and he would hand me the Detroit Free Press after his father completed his morning
reading. I was always thrilled to open up the somewhat crumpled and out of order newspaper to
see what was going on in my community and around the globe. Once I became a freshman in high
school, I was headstrong that journalism would be my future career path. I knew it was an industry
that was suffering greatly and I knew journalists did not get paid well; but it did not
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My Passion For Journalism

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    My Passion ForJournalism When I was just a young, inexperienced kindergartner I always thought differently than the children around me. I always had a thirst to discover how things work; I felt it was imperative that I find out new things about government, science, cars, culture, religion, geopolitics and the world around me. I was never afraid to ask questions to my wiser elders. Frankly, I would have done anything to gain more information and knowledge, even if it meant an adult scoffing me because the topics I desired to converse about were too advanced for my age. As I got into middle school, I found my passion for journalism. I saw how closely my father would follow the news, specifically issues in the Middle East, the land he had once lived in and eventually fled due to war and poverty. My father's love of broadcast journalism inspired me to want to follow the news as well. I enjoyed television and radio news; however, print was my preferred medium. Since we did not have a newspaper subscription at home, I would bike to my friend's house and he would hand me the Detroit Free Press after his father completed his morning reading. I was always thrilled to open up the somewhat crumpled and out of order newspaper to see what was going on in my community and around the globe. Once I became a freshman in high school, I was headstrong that journalism would be my future career path. I knew it was an industry that was suffering greatly and I knew journalists did not get paid well; but it did not Get more content on HelpWriting.net