I love telling stories. From my first homemade newscast at age eight, to working on my high school newspaper, to interning multiple times and landing a job in the highly competitive Boston media market and participating in extracurricular activities at Boston University’s television station, I have proven that I live and breathe journalism. Since that first newscast, I have learned not only the true value of journalism for myself, but also its importance for a free press. Getting the facts right and publishing an excellent piece of work continues to motivate me to enter a profession that I consider to be both challenging and extremely entertaining. I have taken the opportunities given to me and have gone the extra mile to meet each challenge and learn from it.When I arrived at Boston University, I immediately sought out internships and programs on campus to become involved. I became an intern at WBZ-TV, Boston’s CBS affiliate. My job was to work on the assignment desk answering phones, making calls and logging video. I not only wanted to learn the skills on the job, I wanted the station to succeed. That August, I was offered to stay on the assignment desk in an unpaid position. WBZ needed the help and I was all for being in a working newsroom. I again sought to work in a live newsroom and this past summer, I interned at WCVB-TV, the Hearst- owned ABC affiliate. I was offered an internship on the morning show, which meant waking up at 1 a.m. to be at work well before sunrise. I accepted. After a few weeks I began to write for the show, quickly taking Associated Press copy and writing stories, putting my own style into the writing. Soon I was inserting graphics and writing entire blocks. No longer was I the average intern who just ran scripts. I wanted to do it all, and I did. My experiences with those internships paid off when I was hired as a writer at Boston’s NBC affiliate, WHDH-TV.I then took that experience to my studies at the Medill School at Northwestern University.I began my internship at WBZ the Thursday after Sen. Kennedy left Massachusetts General Hospital with his terminal diagnosis. After a few days, all the coverage was ready to go at the flip of a switch in the event the senator died. And then we waited. Then it happened that August morning. I woke up and there was the message, the e-mail saying Kennedy died. My heart stopped. I immediately turned on the television and opened my laptop. I wanted to jump into the coverage. Watching the people of Massachusetts say goodbye to their senator of 46 years was heartbreaking. It was through television and the Internet, that this coverage quickly reached the public. I immediately said to myself: this event reaffirms what I want to do.