Right? Who doesn’t love puppies? Most people who have met me already know that I’m a huge dog person. I mean… To the point where I would say “hi” to every single dog I see when I’m out. To the point where I go find dog owners when I’m out doing MOS interviews.
So needless to say, every time we have Pet Corner or pet segments on Mass Appeal, I HAVE to go see the puppies they brought. This is what I found on Thursday:
All four pups are adoptable pups from Dakin Pioneer Valley Humane Society.
In my previous post, I already talked about how fast August flew by. Literally, disappeared right in front of my eyes. But before the month ended, August managed to squeeze in a few surprises – lots of firsts. First time in the White House Press Pool. First time covering the hurricane. First time on the Coast Guard rescue boat.
There is absolutely no need to panic. I did NOT need the rescue boat because I fell in or anything like that. After all, I am afraid of open water, and I always make sure I’m far far away from the edge of the dock.
Instead, I went out on the rescue boat armed with my camera and my tripod to see what it’s all about.
Despite the early wake up call, I drove out to Menemsha to meet up with the Menemsha Coast Guard members for their morning check-up. The crew checks the Motor Lifeboat (MLB) and insures the boat is ready to go at all times.
With the response time of under 10 minutes, the crew runs out to the dock from the Coast Guard station, gets into their positions and maneuvers the MLB out for a search and rescue mission in just a blink of an eye.
Next up, hurricane. Oh yes, we all know journalists are crazy enough to drive toward the storm or the wildfire as everyone else frantically flees the scene. And of course, we have all seen reporters doing stand-ups while wind knocks them over multiple times.
Well, get excited. It was Yoojin vs. Irene. Enough said.
Perhaps the most exciting, the White House Press Pool! I’m still new enough in the industry to act like a kid in a candy store about this, right?
President Obama and his family came to Martha’s Vineyard for the third year in a row for a leisurely 10-day working vacation. This also meant the White House Press Corps visited the Island as well. Honestly, I was more excited / nervous about being around the national media than to be around the President of the United States.
So when my editor asked, “Would you like to be part of the rotation in the pool?” my response came immediately, “Yes.” Duh! Who would say no to that opportunity?
Basically, as part of the local media, I had my day in the pool as the pool reporter. Of course when I first realized what this meant, I sent an SOS e-mail to my BU professor. What do I do? What do I bring? What do I wear? Oh my, questions did not end.
Thankfully I am blessed to have great mentors around who talked me through everything. Then Tuesday snuck up on me. The day involved a lot of sitting around on the giant yellow bus, but even that was exhilarating. I took the opportunity to talk to other reporters and photographers there. I asked about their start in the industry. I took pictures. I simply soaked in the moment.
Obviously I did not slack in taking video and sending out reports of the POTUS move of the day. He went biking with his family… then a nice lunch on the beach… then golfing.
I’ll post my pool reports in a separate post soon.
And here’s something I’ll cherish probably forever – or until I get to wear these regularly. 😉
Thank you August for bringing all these wonderful memories and experiences. So long!
Anyone? Can anyone tell me where in the world August disappeared to?
While waiting for the answer, I shall just sit here and stare at my calendar that tells me today is August 24. I simply can’t believe it. I feel like I graduated just about a week ago. In reality, three months flew by since I walked across the stage for my diploma.
This summer, a lot has changed. I am now officially a college graduate, employed and independent (?). Making my own money, paying my own bills and driving my own car.
I’m also learning a lot. Besides the obvious of cooking for myself, multitasking and balancing time between work and free time, I’m basically learning to be a journalist.
Especially in such a tight-knit community where everyone knows one another, blending in and “getting the scoop” pose the biggest challenges. The Islanders all went to the same high school (the one and only high school on the Island, Martha’s Vineyard Regional High School) and frankly, they either return after college or stay here forever.
Surprisingly though, most people I approached for reactions didn’t resist. They were more than happy to help and be part of my stories.
Moreover, during the season my story list overflows with events, fundraisers, visitors and high-profile guests (cough, the President, cough). Though in July I did question my decision to move here, but now that I’ve realized all journalists started somewhere and small markets in a way mean the rite of passage, I’m content.
Who knows, all that may change come November, but so far, I have wonderful memories and clips. Harry Potter midnight showing… Stanley Cup’s visit to the Island… Coast Guard’s rescue boat… Sailing on Juno for Vineyard Cup… Lobster dinner that came with a story coverage… Monster Shark Tournament… and last but not least, the First Family’s vacation and a chance to be part of the prestigious White House Press Corps for a day.
Week 1 of full-time grown-up real-life work DONE! It certainly is a strange feeling – finding my own assignments, doing my own research, editing, shooting, producing and most importantly, not anticipating that e-mail with my grade and comments.
I’m still setting up a work routine with the highest productivity and a personal routine that insures I wake up on time for a full day of reporting.
It has been an interesting change of pace, going from a daily grind of breaking news to a weekly community newspaper. Since the Times does not have a deadline of 5 p.m. newscast every single day, the work agenda moves a bit slower. For me, however, the weekly routine breaks a bit since my main role is to fill in the holes that a weekly is missing. Subsequently I have to constantly look for story ideas and produce materials, but even then, I feel like things move a bit slower here, and really, no complaints.