Five years ago, in the midst of the pandemic, I found myself captivated by Anderson Cooper’s fearless pursuit of justice. Although I didn’t end up majoring in journalism, that spark never faded. In my junior year, I nervously clicked “send” on an email to the Iowa State Daily’s editor-in-chief. Today, I’m endlessly grateful I did.
I’ll never forget my first piece: a feature on the Womxn of Colour Network. I spent a lot of time on Zoom calls with the executive board members, listening to their stories. I fumbled with the recorder and missed my self-imposed deadline, but when I saw that story published, I realized the power of giving a voice to those who might otherwise go unheard.
Since then, I’ve chased down story ideas that scared me. Each assignment taught me to ask sharper questions, to lean into awkward silences, and to trust that vulnerability can lead to the most honest conversations. If I hadn’t taken that first leap, I’d never have discovered how much I love unearthing the everyday acts of courage that define our community.
The Daily wasn’t just a place for me to grow as a reporter; it also taught me to be a better person. I learned how to take feedback with humility, how to handle mistakes with grace and accountability, and perhaps most importantly, how to believe in the value of my voice.
Graduation is a chapter’s end, not a full stop. In a few weeks, I’ll cross the stage to receive my diploma. I’ll carry forward the love of storytelling I found at the Daily, and I’ll always remember that timid email two years agο, and the people who believed in me when I barely believed in myself.
If there’s one lesson I’ve learned, it’s this: ask the questions no one else will. Lean into discomfort. The worst outcome is a “no,” and even that makes you bolder. You just might surprise yourself.
This article is a senior column, which allows graduating seniors at the Daily to write about a lesson, advice or something else worth sharing as they prepare to start the rest of their lives.
