Life outside the newsroom: April 2009 Archives

For the Easter holiday I went home to celebrate the religious holiday with my family.  We have always gone to church on Easter morning so I went with my parents to First Lutheran Church in Paola.  After the service, I got the opportunity to visit with my kindergarten through fourth grade teacher whom I hadn't seen in quite some time.  It was great to see so many people who knew me as a child or teenager and tell them all of the things I have accomplished and that I am about to graduate from the University of Kansas.  We would reminisce about memories throughout the years and laugh.  It was a refreshing and fun Easter morning.

 

When we got home from church my mom started making an amazing Easter lunch and preparing for her extended family to arrive.  My brother, his wife and their three children arrived early and eager to hunt Easter eggs.  The day before I had spent my afternoon coloring Easter eggs with my nephews and they were so excited for the Easter bunny to arrive.  We had a really nice lunch and by the end of lunch the boys were tugging at my shirt asking when the Easter bunny would bring them Easter eggs.  Since it was raining I told them the Easter bunny would only come to the house if they went upstairs to read a book with Nana Kathy and were on their best behavior.  So after much convincing they boys reluctantly followed my mom upstairs to read books.  As soon as they were settled upstairs my brother and I scattered the eggs around my parent's house.  When we had hid all of the eggs I went upstairs to tell the boys the Easter bunny had snuck inside the house to get out of the rain and left eggs scattered all over downstairs.  The boys were so excited that whenever my two and half year old nephew, Isaac, would find an egg he would yell, "I found another one!"  After the boys had collected all the eggs my oldest nephew, Logan, said, "You know, I just don't know why the Easter bunny doesn't hide the eggs any better?"  It was an adorable question because you can tell how genuine and sincere he was.  I just told him that the Easter bunny took it easy on them so his little brother could find some eggs too.  It was such a fun, relaxing day with lots of laughs and memories.

During all the crazy Student Senate election happenings, a student has to have a haven, a hideaway, on campus. For me, Stauffer Flint Hall, home to the KU School of Journalism, is that place.
Although it's the hub of campus news and information, most of the people here are concerned with and committed to providing unbiased information to the student body. We aren't politicians. We're journalists.
That doesn't mean we don't have our own opinions. In fact, journalists often have some of the most rooted, firm and passionate opinions of anyone because they are "in the know" and stay abreast of the news. But it's not our job to tell you what we think or why you should think this or that way.
It's our job to inform, to be trusted sources of information and to keep our mouths shut. This is often a difficult task, and let's just be honest -- between journalists, we do discuss our opinions. But it's vital that we remain balanced in our reporting of the news.

This is why Stauffer Flint is my shelter from the wicked hatred (exaggeration) and Greeks v. Greeks, Greeks v. GDI, Greeks v. Everybody controversies (not an exaggeration).