Sure, the only thing I knew was that I will have to write stories for newspapers, interview people and possible be the next best thing after Debra Patta. The formal training of the profession was the furthest thing from my mind because I thought I how hard can it be to write a story, little did I know.
When I eventually when I got to grade eleven I took it upon myself to do a thorough research, intended for me to understand the different aspects and elements of the profession. About three times I applied for journalism.The first time which was after I matriculated, I never received a response letter.The second time I did and I was called for an entrance test but, sadly I couldn't come. They always say third time lucky, and yes I was. That year everything was just in pl;ace, I went for my entrance test passed it, went for the oral interview and as they say, the rest is history.
I went through my first year, I learned a lot don't get me wrong but the challenges are enough to make you question your ability as a writer or as somebody who loves writing. Same thing with second year, I have been made aware of the different elements of media and not just journalism, but the media fraternity as a whole.
I've always wanted to be a writer, work for the print media specifically. My second year by far has been the most challenging to me. It has made me question my chosen path. At times I struggle to write and to come up with original and fresh ideas to write a story. Sometimes I write because I have no choice but I feel that it's not good enough.
With all the challenges that I encounter, whether with my academic writing or in my attempt to write an article worth publishing, I am still in love with journalism. I still want to tell human stories and change people's lives through my stories. My love for journalism wakes me up every morning, it's the dream that I want to live till my last breath.
