Monday, September 12, 2011

Remembering 9/11: Where were you?


September 11th, the day that will forever be etched in the minds of those who remember. Although I am late, I thought I would share how my day went ten years and one day ago.
I remember it like it was yesterday (I’m sure that’s what they all say right). I was standing in front of the mirror in my room. Just a naïve 12-year-old girl, who wanted her hair to look just right. I remember yelling back at my mom, as she hurried me along so I wouldn’t be late for school. I mumbled some teenage rants under my breath, as I settled for less and grabbed the lotion.
The TV was on in my room, as it always was in the morning, and I was waiting for the weather report that would not come that morning.
I blinked.
I heard my mother cry out.
I opened my eyes.
There before me, they were falling. I couldn’t be sure it was real, but it had to be, it was on the news.
Then the report came. A hijacked plane was on its way to San Francisco! My city, my home, they were shutting it down. I wouldn’t be going to school that day. No one would.
We sat and prayed.
I remember it like it was yesterday. But that’s what they all say.

Friday, September 2, 2011

My new Passion

Journalism! Ahh, the breath of fresh air that I breath into my lungs. As i sit here next to me textbook, I think of all the doors this class will open and how many wonderful opportunities it will bring.

"But Anneice, its just a class!" you may say. True but there's more than meets the eye. I'm here to learn my friend, that's what I will tell you. I want to learn how to get my words into the wonderful crisp pages of a newspaper fresh from the print. I'm already learning skills.

In fact here is an article I wrote for my class website.

Claire O’Brien: Stuck on Journalism

By: Anneice Miller
When first meeting Claire she seemed cool, calm, and collected as she walked across the room. “Would you mind being recorded?” I asked and she responded with a quick, “sure no problem,” as if she had done this sort of thing everyday.
Claire O’Brien is a writer at heart. Her favorite hobby is writing fiction and short stories. Although her major is Journalism she has changed it few times as she sought out her potential and decided on what would take her further as a writer.
When asked who she admired most she tells me of her mom and grandmother who both have major health issues but they keep pressing on. “I admire my mom and grandma for their strength. Because even after everything they have been through they bounce back and are happy. They do everything together.”
Claire is not one to mess with though. “Me and my best friend were actually the reason my school got security guards,” she says to my surprise about her high school years. Sneaking of campus to smoke cigarettes was what the student body and some staff knew them for.
But Claire is now a well-grounded student who plans to become a journalist in the music business and interview new and upcoming bands.