Journalism. It scares me.
Growing up studying the Malaysian syllabus, we were always taught to write as much as possible to reach the word limit. The longer you write the “better” you were in English.
So it came as a surprise to me when Ian told us to throw everything we have learnt from school away.
“The number one rule in journalism, cut the redundancy,” he would say.
When it was time to work on our assignments, writing articles were tough. Armed with my limited vocabulary and retarded grammar, I had to squeeze out every single drop of my brain juice to put voice recordings into words.
When its time for reviewing, sentences have to be deleted and rewritten in order to conform the rules of journalism.
I just got used to journalism but have to unscramble my brains because in a few days time we all have to go back to school.
But I guess its a small price to pay in exchange for the fantastic experience I had here. It was surprising that I was even chosen to be a part of this camp.
Thanks BRATs for the past four days. It was amazing. :)
xoxo jiajene