WJMC 2011 Ends

It’s been a long time since I’ve touched this blog in concern for the Washington Journalism and Media Conference, but I’m here now and I want to end it properly.

The week of the Washington Journalism and Media Conference was unbelievable, something I know I will never forget. However cliché that sounds, it’s true. I learned so much while I was there that it is impossible for me to put into words the feeling of gratitude I have for the conference. My horizons were expanded to a whole other world I didn’t know existed, and the times I’ve had there will live in my memory forever.

It is amazing how much you can learn in a week, and looking back on it, I don’t know how I did it. The speakers we listened to, the places we went, and the relationships that were forged taught 150 kids how to take a giant step into their futures. I think I met a future senator, and those destined for journalism and/or media have gotten a glimpse into what their lives will be like. The biggest thing that this conference taught me, though, was that journalism isn’t the right career for me. I thank George Mason for the opportunity that let me figure that out.

The Washington Journalism and Media Conference of 2011 was a definite highlight of my summer, and of my high school career.  I learned things I wouldn’t have ever had the chance of learning had I not gone to this conference. It was truly an experience of a lifetime.