Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Morgan Eastman

I am a strong believer in having no regrets. I feel that the mistakes in your life are all there for a reason and to teach you what you need to do the next time a situation like that happens again. The events that make up my life made me who I am today. When I was five, my mom and dad broke up. When I was seven, my dad started dating my step-mom, Carol, and I began living with them. My mom called me one night when I was 8 telling me that she was living in Virginia and the only time I would see her was if I drove down to see her. Since then I have seen her once a summer for about a month.

Through my mom leaving, I have had problems maintaining relationships and friendships and trust has become a really difficult thing for me to do. I feel that everyone is going to up and leave at one point. I learned not to regret her leaving because it has made me a stronger and more independent person.

Since I was six, I have been playing softball. I was a pitcher and still continue to play. I have met some amazing people who have changed my life, and I love that my dad and I always had something to talk about and something to do together. I do not regret the long weekends of doing nothing but playing softball, the strenuous workouts that made my legs numb, the time with my friends I had to give up to play in tournaments and the ridiculous farmers tans I acquired over the summers because it helped me learn to manage my time and it also made me realize that commitment to a team is so important that that being a part of a team is something that you need to do in order to achieve a high goal.

In high school I took Journalism 1 my freshman year and then decided that I wanted to be a part of the broadcast journalism program. I was involved in this for a year before I realized that this is what I really wanted to do as a career. I met a boy named Kevin who was diagnosed with cancer in his brain. I was assigned to do a story on his story, and the things that I learned and witnessed through the process is what made me want to be a journalist. I don’t regret the hours on end of filming, writing, editing and all around hard work because seeing the way the students reacted and stopped what they were doing to listen to Kevin, a boy who so many people knew so little about, made me realize that broadcast journalism is want to do this every day of my life.

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