I’d like to believe that 10 years from now, I’ll look back at my time as editor-in-chief and say that this was the volume that convinced me to go into journalism. I’d like to remember this as the year that changed my career path. And in many ways, it’s certainly brought me closer to that conclusion.
Each reader reading the story is a real person with his or her own history, fears and perspectives. A word choice or a miscommunicated fact can have a real impact on someone’s life.
This comes from a junior who actually did figure out her priorities before it was too late and has decided to live her time at Stanford according to her own desires and what she wants to do and not according to what others do or what she should do.
I’ll never forget how I stumbled into the Daily office for the first time. I was a wide-eyed freshman trying to find my way to Daily 101X, The Daily’s freshman orientation, and I was lost — it turns out “behind Old Union” isn’t a useful direction for a freshman who has no clue where Old…
More than anything, working here has shown me the richness and diversity of Stanford life. I feel incredibly lucky to have had this opportunity. The Daily has defined my college career so far and I am blessed for everything it has given me.
Over the past four months, the campus conversation has touched on issues of deep importance to each of us. We debated a heated student government election and changes to the Judicial Affairs process. We examined what law and order mean, home and abroad, with the arrests of a top student-athlete and an alumnus in the West Bank. We considered what makes a Stanford education as the Faculty Senate voted on landmark curriculum changes. We discussed what kind of living environment we cherish as the University moved to revoke Chi Theta Chi’s lease despite student and alumni protest.
As a student journalist, I have found that it can be extremely gratifying to receive individual feedback from readers. There is one email I received during my freshman year which stands out clearly in my mind. To me, it signifies the time at which I began seriously considering journalism in the context of public service.
Parting words from Kamil Dada ’11.