I will never forget the evening of March 17, 2009. It was another late Wednesday night, working on production for that week's edition of The Caravan. I was stressed, and tired, and was counting down the days to graduation. Things had gotten so hectic I had almost forgotten about my application to Columbia School of Journalism's graduate program. Until that night.
When I saw the email, the only word I could read was "Congratulations." I read it over and over again, my eyes locked on that one word. I was in? My hard work, it payed off? I was going to New York City? I couldn't believe it. It was one AM, so screaming and laughing loudly were out of the question. No need to scare the neighbors. So I jumped up and down silently, thrusting my fist in the air with a triumphant whisper "I DID IT!"
Most of my professors were ecstatic. It was an unbelievably happy and proud time for me. When anyone asked what I would be doing after graduation, especially given the turbulent market, I proudly replied "I'm going to New York City to study at Columbia." It was a dream come true, and one I had worked very hard for.
Then came time to figure out finances. None of the scholarships I had applied for came through, and the only assistance I was being offered was through loans, something that is strongly opposed in my religion. I had to make a decision. Go against my beliefs and take the once in a lifetime chance to graduate from the top school in my field, or place my fate in the hands of my maker.
I pick the latter.
My mentors think I'm crazy, my friends are flabbergasted. All that excitement, all the hard work, all the thrill and I am not taking the loans? "It's not just a piece of paper," one of my professors said to me. "It's a means to an end." I disagree.
My generation is seeing the fall of one of the strongest economies on earth because of loans, and interest. I am watching as my friends get laid off left and right. One of the reasons why I can not find a scholarship is because at this point there is NO money to be given out. People are scrambling, large corporations need to be bailed out and in the journalism industry some of the most respected and well known publications have gone out of business.
Even if you don't believe in Islam as I do, the current global economic situation has to get you thinking. Yes i know that my decision to not go to Columbia will not change everything. But my decision to not take the loan will change my life.
I was depressed when I found out my scholarship did not come through. I cried on a friend's shoulder, had trouble sleeping and questioned my decision. Then I saw my two year old niece, and I realized there was no need to cry. I realized that the changes that needed to be made in this world were for her generation, not mine. I saw that my decision was the right one, and that if everyone made the same types of decisions we wouldn't worry about foreclosing on our homes, paying exhorbant interest rates and working for what seemed like nothing.
I am proud of myself, and my head will be held high. Not everyone will agree with me, and many will say I am throwing away the chance of a life time.
I say I am seizing it, for the greater good.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Friday, April 10, 2009
Changes
This semester my time has been consumed by insatiable urge to help the Caravan succeed. It has been a daunting task. Late nights, no sleep and missed deadlines have given me wrinkles and white hairs.
But it's been an experience I would not trade for the world.
I've seen my dream come true on a smaller scale. In one year my team and I have created a school paper which offers real in depth information. We did our homework, kept our ears open and tried to get all sides of the story.
Our stories have had impact and our pictures have been daring. Thanks to the help of our two star photographers and the photo journalism class, we have been able to publish a paper that not only reads well, but looks good too.
We've also learned how to adapt to the changing world around us. You may not know our website, you may not even care. However, I guarantee you within the next 2 years you will. The world is going online, and AUC is on the brink of this change. When you start to notice it, we'll have already been there.
And we've done what every good paper does. We've pissed off a whole bunch of people. Student, faculty and staff have all been infuriated by our content. We've been refused interviews and asked for pre-printed copies of our stories. Our newsroom is frequented by people asking us how we could print such a thing.
Our culture has taught us that either you say something nice or you say nothing at all. We praise, but we do not question. It has been embedded in us. Egypt has a history of being submissive. Leaders have come and gone, and until '52 we did not rule ourselves. Yet in all of this we have had a tradition of peace.
There are those who say our country will break out in violent revolutions. That one day things will hit rock bottom, and the world will see an angry and blood-thirsty lower class. I say no. I say my people are a people of peace and reasoning.
This is why having a free and impartial press is so important. Our press is littered with rubbish. Conspiracy theories, accusations and editorials fill independent and opposition papers. Government papers ignore what is actually going on and openly promote a lack of democracy.
So although we have angered our readers, we stand behind our decisions to take journalism in a new direction. We are proud of the work we have done. Our educated readers understand this is the way to a new democracy. Although our culture has been one of kind words and acceptance, we hope our work this semester has shown the value of transparency.
This is how our change will, and our peaceful change will make histroy.
But it's been an experience I would not trade for the world.
I've seen my dream come true on a smaller scale. In one year my team and I have created a school paper which offers real in depth information. We did our homework, kept our ears open and tried to get all sides of the story.
Our stories have had impact and our pictures have been daring. Thanks to the help of our two star photographers and the photo journalism class, we have been able to publish a paper that not only reads well, but looks good too.
We've also learned how to adapt to the changing world around us. You may not know our website, you may not even care. However, I guarantee you within the next 2 years you will. The world is going online, and AUC is on the brink of this change. When you start to notice it, we'll have already been there.
And we've done what every good paper does. We've pissed off a whole bunch of people. Student, faculty and staff have all been infuriated by our content. We've been refused interviews and asked for pre-printed copies of our stories. Our newsroom is frequented by people asking us how we could print such a thing.
Our culture has taught us that either you say something nice or you say nothing at all. We praise, but we do not question. It has been embedded in us. Egypt has a history of being submissive. Leaders have come and gone, and until '52 we did not rule ourselves. Yet in all of this we have had a tradition of peace.
There are those who say our country will break out in violent revolutions. That one day things will hit rock bottom, and the world will see an angry and blood-thirsty lower class. I say no. I say my people are a people of peace and reasoning.
This is why having a free and impartial press is so important. Our press is littered with rubbish. Conspiracy theories, accusations and editorials fill independent and opposition papers. Government papers ignore what is actually going on and openly promote a lack of democracy.
So although we have angered our readers, we stand behind our decisions to take journalism in a new direction. We are proud of the work we have done. Our educated readers understand this is the way to a new democracy. Although our culture has been one of kind words and acceptance, we hope our work this semester has shown the value of transparency.
This is how our change will, and our peaceful change will make histroy.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Ma2lab Masri
AUC held it's official inauguration for the New Cairo campus yesterday. A lot of big names were invited including Yusra and the First Lady of Egypt. The event, like most ceremonial events, was boring. None of the students were invited, and only a select staff recieved invitations.
However, some students from the First Year Experience Program and the FYE were asked to come as ushers for the event. I have been a part of FYE for the past year and was one of their volunteers.
Our group felt honored to be chosen along with the Student Union to help out. After all, we went through the actual move. We dealt with unfinished buildings, frustrated professors and a skeleton campus all through the Fall 2008 semester. It was our right to be there, even if we were just working.
We arrived at 8 AM and worked nonstop until the awards ceremony was over at 2. Everyone seemed indifferent at the festivities. They were obviously not for us, and frankly by the end we all just wanted to get off the campus. But then one of the representitives from Editor (the PR company that helped organize the event) told us the First Lady wanted a picture with us.
Many of us, including me, thought great! At least we are getting some recognition as students of the campus. The FL is actually acknowledging that the campus doesnt run on buildings alone, but on the work of the students. Agree with the politics or not, she was our guest at the campus, and we didn't want to disappoint.
Others laughed. "Why would elhanim want a picture with us?????" they asked. "This is a trick, a hoax, a joke. Anyone who tells you different doesnt know what they are talking about."
So they went to their cars, while most of us walked from the Campus Center to the Main Portal. We stood there about fifteen minutes. Finally a caravan of golf carts came our way. After three cars of body gaurds passed, the first lady and then her son flew past us waiving and smiling.
They headed straight for the book store.
At this point all of us were just tired. It had been a long day and our feet hurt. We asked the security what was going on and they told us "She's going into the bookstore. She may decide to take a picture with you when she comes out, she may decide not to. It's up to her."
The president of the FYE had access to her cars, and walked right up to them to ask what was going on. About twenty minutes later we go the news, the First Lady decided not to take the picture. We had stood for nothing. Perhapes they just needed the students to stand and say good-bye as she exited the campus. They should have told us if that was the case.
Then again, if they did most of us would have gone home.
Being a First Lady requires class and elegance. It demands diplomacy and understanding. Unfortunately, while our FL showed that she indeed does have dignity and pride, she lacks the ability empathize with those who lack power and influence. Her actions indicate that she could care less about how she makes the little guy feel.
Then they wonder why no one really likes their family.
However, some students from the First Year Experience Program and the FYE were asked to come as ushers for the event. I have been a part of FYE for the past year and was one of their volunteers.
Our group felt honored to be chosen along with the Student Union to help out. After all, we went through the actual move. We dealt with unfinished buildings, frustrated professors and a skeleton campus all through the Fall 2008 semester. It was our right to be there, even if we were just working.
We arrived at 8 AM and worked nonstop until the awards ceremony was over at 2. Everyone seemed indifferent at the festivities. They were obviously not for us, and frankly by the end we all just wanted to get off the campus. But then one of the representitives from Editor (the PR company that helped organize the event) told us the First Lady wanted a picture with us.
Many of us, including me, thought great! At least we are getting some recognition as students of the campus. The FL is actually acknowledging that the campus doesnt run on buildings alone, but on the work of the students. Agree with the politics or not, she was our guest at the campus, and we didn't want to disappoint.
Others laughed. "Why would elhanim want a picture with us?????" they asked. "This is a trick, a hoax, a joke. Anyone who tells you different doesnt know what they are talking about."
So they went to their cars, while most of us walked from the Campus Center to the Main Portal. We stood there about fifteen minutes. Finally a caravan of golf carts came our way. After three cars of body gaurds passed, the first lady and then her son flew past us waiving and smiling.
They headed straight for the book store.
At this point all of us were just tired. It had been a long day and our feet hurt. We asked the security what was going on and they told us "She's going into the bookstore. She may decide to take a picture with you when she comes out, she may decide not to. It's up to her."
The president of the FYE had access to her cars, and walked right up to them to ask what was going on. About twenty minutes later we go the news, the First Lady decided not to take the picture. We had stood for nothing. Perhapes they just needed the students to stand and say good-bye as she exited the campus. They should have told us if that was the case.
Then again, if they did most of us would have gone home.
Being a First Lady requires class and elegance. It demands diplomacy and understanding. Unfortunately, while our FL showed that she indeed does have dignity and pride, she lacks the ability empathize with those who lack power and influence. Her actions indicate that she could care less about how she makes the little guy feel.
Then they wonder why no one really likes their family.
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