A few months ago while skimming through the countless magazines, college adds, and bank statements I’d received in the mail, I came across a letter from George Mason University for The Washington Journalism & Media Conference. Carelessly thinking it was just another college wanting my money, I absentmindedly tossed it into the blue trash bin residing in the corner of my untidy bedroom. Less than a week later my AP English teacher spoke to our class about taking advantage of all the opportunities that enter into our path to achieving success. My mind kept traveling back to the George Mason letter buried in the depths of my trash bin. Maybe this was one of those opportunities? Maybe this was not a money scam? Maybe this was my chance to discover where my path might be leading me? I dwelt on these ideas for the remainder of the day and by last period I was more than determined to attend The Washington Journalism & Media Conference at George Mason University.
Four months later, after overstuffing a suitcase with suits and pumps, battling aggressive airport security, flying on two crowded airplanes, misreading the GPS, and changing time zones, I find myself sitting in a dorm at George Mason University and wondering if I have what it takes to enter the ever-changing field of the media. Just by being apart of this conference I feel as if I’ve got one of my small feet wedged in the massive metal door which opens into the world of Media and I hope that by the end of the week I’ll at least be able to poke my head in and have a look around.
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