Why do you want to be a Journalist?

Roller Coasters seem to be scarier than they appear. Fast, majestic, perfectly planned and hopefully flawless. The uncertainty of not knowing what to expect unless you dare to get on it. The initial sway is slow because of the strength needed to move the amount of people the ride carries. Through constant effort a small incline begins to tilt (us). Successfully moving higher, nevertheless going steady. What are we experiencing? Excitement and fear to reach a breathtaking climax. It drops, loses control and the fear turns into a war between adrenaline and screaming, trying to make our voice loud enough for someone to hear. After this point the direction this ride is headed is completely unknown; twisting, turning, reaching so high, and dropping so quickly that ending face first on the ground seems like a plausible option. It’s ending, slowly going back to where it began. How many tickets do I have left? I have to go on again! 

Journalism is scarier than it appears. Precise, tedious, mesmerizing and diverse. Slowly swayed by the people and the arrow of communication it implies. Through constant effort mass media and the overwhelming connection it creates throughout the world, it spreads news among an astonishing amount of different countries. Success! Steady incline in charts, views and publications, going higher and higher. What am I experiencing? Excitement, fear, am i doing everything as I'm supposed to? Where is the climax? Am I going towards the right direction? These questions make me nervous. I'm losing my mind, I'm screaming but no one can hear me. That's what journalism is about, finding your voice, being loud enough to be heard and knowing that the direction you are going may be completely wrong. It's about taking chances and being bold, there is absolutely nothing to lose (except your job). It's about enjoying the words you construct and assemble together. Is the ride over? I have to go on again!