Wednesday, August 10, 2011

The Princeton Summer Journal 2011

This year's special 10th anniversary issue of The Princeton Summer Journal is now online! 

"Happy 10th Anniversary SJP" cake presented by SJP alumni for the four founding directors at the final banquet. From left: Richard Just '01, Rich Tucker '01, Greg Mancini '01 and Michael Koike '01
The 2011 edition of The Princeton Summer Journal -- a special 10th anniversary issue -- is now online

Congratulations to SJP '11 students on the completion of a successful summer and hard-hitting investigative report! Welcome to the SJP family! 

Investigative Report 2011: Expired medicine sold in New York City stores

August 8, 2011 
This article was reported by the staff of the Princeton Summer Journal and written by Katherine Arellano, Anhar Farag and Jimmy Tang.
NEW YORK – Despite several recent high-profile lawsuits by New York State authorities, some New York City drug stores and pharmacies continue to stock expired medications, a Summer Journal investigation has found.

On Tuesday, 21 student reporters visiting more than 20 stores in Brooklyn, Manhattan, Queens and the Bronx found dozens of expired over-the-counter medications – ranging from infant vitamin supplements to anti-nausea medication to pain relievers – at several large chain stores, including CVS, Duane Reade, Rite Aid and Walgreens.

Though the vast majority of medications examined at those stores were not expired, New York law prohibits the sale of any over-the-counter medications after the date “marked upon the label as indicative of the date beyond which the contents cannot be expected beyond reasonable doubt to be safe and effective.”

In addition, most drug stores’ official policies require the immediate removal of expired medications from store shelves. For example, according to the CVS website, “[M]edications will work only as well as they are handled. Taking them safely means storing them properly, reading all specific instructions carefully, and not using them after the recommended amount of time or expiration date.”

Expired medications have been a recurring issue with several major drug store chains. In 2003, CVS was cited by New York State officials for having expired medications on store shelves. In response, the company signed an “Assurance of Discontinuance,” stating that it would “refrain from selling expired [over-the-counter] drugs” and would institute procedures to ensure that expired over-the-counter drugs were identified and removed from CVS stores.

Then, between March and May 2008, the New York Attorney General’s office discovered that 140 New York CVS stores – about 60 percent of the locations it inspected – were selling expired drugs, infant formula, milk and eggs, some more than two years past expiration.

In November 2009, New York State reached an $875,000 settlement with CVS aimed at ending its sale of expired products. CVS had approximately 430 stores in New York State at the time.

Rite Aid also has a history of stocking expired medications. A 2008 investigation by the New York Attorney General found expired medications on shelves in 43 percent of Rite Aid stores visited.

In December 2008, New York State reached a $1.3 million settlement with Rite Aid, which had approximately 710 stores in the state as of the date of the settlement.

Despite these settlements, the Summer Journal’s investigation revealed that these chains, along with other drug stores, continue to sell expired medications in New York City.

For example, Summer Journal reporters found acetaminophen that expired in March 2011 at a CVS at 224 East 161st Street in the Bronx, and ibuprofen that expired in March 2011 at a Walgreens at 3355 Crescent St. # 67 in Long Island City, Queens.

Reporters also found expired over-the-counter medications and vitamin supplements at Duane Reade stores in Brooklyn, Manhattan and the Bronx, including FiberCon that expired in December 2010 at the Duane Reade located at 54-11 Myrtle Ave. in Brooklyn; Zyrtec allergy medication that expired in December 2010 at the Duane Reade located at 2939 3rd Ave. in the Bronx; and Florastor children’s vitamin supplements that expired in June 2011 at the Duane Reade located at 60 Spring St. in Manhattan.

In addition, reporters found expired hemorrhoids treatment cream at a Rite Aid at 355 Knickerbocker Ave. in Brooklyn and expired niacin supplements at the Rite Aid at 2125 Broadway in Astoria, Queens.

Reporters also found expired medications at some smaller, non-chain stores. For example, at Shawn Pharmacy & Surgical in Bushwick, Brooklyn, reporters found infant vitamin supplements that had expired in December 2010, Daily Care Stridex and Oxy Spot Treatment skin care products that had expired in December 2009, and sunscreen that had expired in January 2010.

In a similar investigation in 2008, the Summer Journal discovered that numerous stores in Trenton were also stocking expired over-the-counter medications.

Corporate response
When asked for comment last week, corporate representatives said their companies work hard to keep expired medications off store shelves.

“We take these allegations very seriously and will be investigating them fully,” Rite Aid spokesman Eric Harkreader said in an email. “Our policy has always been to not have outdated products on our shelves. If a customer were to receive an expired product in error, we would issue a full refund.”

CVS spokesman Michael DeAngelis said that CVS is “fully committed to preventing expired products from being sold to customers.”

“We have a clear product removal policy in place at all of our stores to help ensure that items are removed from store shelves before they reach their expiration dates, which includes weekly audits of date coded items,” DeAngelis said in an email. “While we strive for 100 percent compliance with our product removal procedures, no process this labor intensive – a typical CVS store carries about 100,000 items – is immune from human error and any unintentional oversight that is brought to our attention is quickly rectified for customers.”

Expired foods
In addition to expired over-the-counter medications, reporters found expired food products on store shelves, including baby food, dairy products and breakfast cereal.

For example, a Jack Links Original Beef Stick that expired in December 2010 was found at a Duane Reade in Manhattan at 976 Amsterdam Ave.

The assistant manager for that location, Jonathan Cedeno, said that his employees try diligently to keep expired food products off the shelves. He explained that his store keeps a monthly “fresh list,” wherein perishable products are prioritized and organized by categories.

Nevertheless, Cedeno admitted that his store was short on staff, making it difficult to keep up with expiring products and to subsequently remove them.

Reporters observed several stores that displayed signs instructing customers to bring expired products to the store employees’ attention. But when Summer Journal reporters asked customers if they felt they were responsible for checking expiration dates, several said no.

Duane Reade customer Peter Ratray said that it was the “management’s job, absolutely,” to check products’ expiration dates.

“There is enough to deal with in life than to not trust your drug store,” he said.
Read previous investigative stories by the Princeton University Summer Journalism Program:

Monday, August 8, 2011

Reporter's Notebook: What We Uncovered

By Anhar Farag (North Bergen, NJ) and Jimmy Tang (Alhambra, CA)

Jimmy Tang interviews a fellow SJP '11 student, Anhar Farag, about the Princeton University Summer Journalism Program's recent project, an investigative report surrounding large chain stores such as CVS and Rite-Aid selling expired products (medicine, food, etc) to their consumers.

Here is a link to the investigative report:

SJP Forever

By Shellon Lambert (Jamaica, NY)

Lambert recites a poem about SJP during a poetry slam.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Movie Review: Beginners

By Catalina Mullis (Canoga Park, CA) and Eboni Boykin (St. Louis, MO)

Thank You, Directors

By Anhar Farag (North Bergen, NJ)

I can honestly say I have never met a group more intellectual, successful and helpful as SJP. We have shared laughs, tears and personal conversation in just ten days. This group, which consists of 25 counselors who have all benefited us in multiple ways, but are unique in there own ways can never be forgotten. The founders of the program truly need a standing ovation.

1. Richard and Adrian are two of the sweetest guys you could ever meet. Both were very helpful and knowledgeable. Richard is what I like to call the devil's advocate and Adrian is our Latin karaoke singer. The memories we have had with these two truly deserve a book. I will never forget when I tried to argue that Egyptian president Hosni Mubarak is a good guy.

2. Rich and Melisa: Though Rich is an attorney general he is truly a sweet heart. His funny comment here and there are what make him the special guy he is and Melisa is the definition of brains and beauty. She shows you how with determination you can become knowledgeable and very successful. I admire the fact that Melisa is one of the few women editors The Daily Princetonian has ever had. Rich and Melisa, thanks a lot for letting us participate in a supreme court trial. It was truly a memory SJP will never forget!

3. Mike and Becky, I have had the pleasure of working with you on the same journalism team and on our first day we came across an accident on Witherspoon. Becky, you are such a sweetheart and working with you has been a pleasure. As for Mike, your witty comebacks and sarcastic side is admirable. Although we tend to argue, it just means you mean a lot to me. Everyone admires your presence and emails !!!!!!!1

4. Greg and Sarah, Where do I begin? Sarah you were one of the first of the counselors I met and your presence was much appreciated on late nights and early mornings. Greg my “best friend” I always bully you but in the end, I love working with you and you truly make me laugh. Not to mention your, I guess, we can say “awesome” dance movies. I really do look forward to working with both of you during the summer. Be prepared to get annoyed.

In the end, I love you all so much. You guys are like family to all of us, and I can’t imagine my life with out you guys. Thank you so much for taking time to help us and for share with us the best ten days of all our lives!! We will all never forget Princeton SJP 11 !!!!!!!1

Movie Review: Cowboys and Aliens

By Kathy Arellano (Canoga Park, CA) and Autumn Clouden (Brooklyn, NY)

Starting Newspapers

By Farah Amjad (Woodland, CA) and Eboni Boykin (Saint Louis, MO)

As everyone tries to finish their article in order to meet the deadline, there’s a unique energy in this room. It’s intense but there’s so much fun in this place. We both wish that this same atmosphere could exist in our school.

We both come from schools that have no student-run newspaper. It’s quite sad that students in our schools don’t have a way to raise concern about important issues or express their opinions.

SJP has inspired us to go back to our schools and start newspapers. Even if funding is not provided, we will try our best to open a student newspaper. As journalists, it’s our duty to tell the truth and as long as there is no newspaper at our school, the truth about issues that matter to students will not get out.

Hopefully, we will be able to begin a tradition of good journalism at our schools.

Journalism and the Law: Guilty or not guilty?

By Shellon Lambert (Queens, NY)

How much does the law protect journalists? Well, that’s what we wanted to know.

On our fourth day of the program, Rich Tucker, one of our counselors who is also an attorney, spoke to us about journalism and the law. He answered the question of how much the law protects journalists.

Presented with two scenarios, we chose if we wanted to represent the defendant, the plaintiff, or whether we wanted to be the judge.

Autumn, Anhar, Jimmy, Ebony, Stephanie, Farah, Rajaa, Citlaly, and I, were the 9 Supreme Court Justices, and the court cases went on.

First we were presented with the case of a police officer from Montgomery, AL, who was suing the New York Times for defamation.

New York Times published an article about Sullivan, which accused Sullivan of expelling people and padlocking people in a dining hall. After evidence proved the NY Times wrong, Sullivan sued them for compensation.

With the vote of 5-4 among the Supreme Court justices, NY Times was found not liable.

After the original case was revealed to us, we found out the NY Times was found not liable, but some rules adjusted with how much journalist can make mistakes.

Secondly, We took on a case of a reporter, Paul Branzburg, who was ordered to reveal the source that he got his information from. Branzburg refused to reveal his source and was held in contempt.

With the decision of 5-4 Branzburg was found not guilty by the Princeton Summer Journalism Supreme Court.

With crucial decisions to make, we had to determine the ruling of these cases. We were torn between protecting people and protecting journalism.

We learned that journalism is full of challenging decisions, and some day, it will be our turn to make them.

Accepting Changes

By Soledad Mendoza (Round Lake Beach, IL)

The day I received my acceptance e-mail to the Princeton Summer Journalism Program, I literally started jumping up and down on my bed. It was all I could talk about for weeks.
And then something changed.

My best friend's brother passed away.

I couldn't deal with it. I wouldn't deal with it.

I had been so excited for the entire summer, and then my morale just dropped. I remember thinking that I would hate coming to Princeton. I started focusing on the negative (I have no experience, I'm not that smart, no one will like me). My plane was delayed two hours and I couldn't find the "girl" who was also coming from Chicago. Clearly, my morning had been what I had expected: bad.

But, it turns out this "girl" I had been searching for was actually a very tall boy named Nathaniel. He shared my nervousness, he was friendly, and he helped me with my bags.

Nathaniel was my first SJP friend. Our plane ride began a long chain of events that changed me.

We had some trouble getting to the campus once we arrived in Newark. We accidentally took a train headed to New York, but when we finally arrived at our dorm, we were greeted by cheering from counselors and our fellow SJP students.
I found myself smiling, despite being tired and sad. These people I barely knew were treating me like a member of their family.
I've come to realize that we are a family - a loud, sleep-deprived, bagel-eating family.

This week has been hectic. I've hardly had a free moment and I've woken up earlier than I could have imagined possible. I've loved it.

I didn't think I would learn everyone's name. I did. I didn't think my roommate, Eboni, would like me. She does. I didn't think I could finish writing my two articles for the paper. I finished yesterday.
I didn't think I would be able to cope with my loss. I have. It still hurts, but I'm better. And, everyone here has helped me through it, though they do not know it.

I've made friends here that I hope to keep for a lifetime. I've learned more about journalism, life, friendship than I thought possible. I'm going to miss SJP, but I know it's not the end.

Sports Podcast: Trenton Thunder vs. Akron Aeros

By Nick Marsico (Philadelphia, PA) and Nathaniel Abad (Chicago, IL)

Work hard. Play hard.

By Stephanie Ramirez (Somerville, MA)

I’ve never worked in a newsroom. But if it’s half as fun as the SJP one, I’m sure newsrooms and I will become best friends.

Thanks to SJP, I’ve visited three newsrooms. They were interesting, to say the least, but quiet, which was perfect for accommodating working journalists. But not SJP journalists.

The students of the Princeton University Summer Journalism Program don’t need silence. In fact, they can’t deal with silence. They type loudly, they scream across the room, blast music, and when the pressure is too much, they throw ten-minute dance parties. I can’t picture the CNN broadcasters dancing to Edge of Glory to relieve their stress or the journalists at the New York Times playing Michael Jackson mid-article.
We were asked to be quiet – extremely quiet – when we were in the professional newsrooms.

But guess what? The journalists who host the dance parties, who can talk AND write, who don’t need silence and can still produce a newspaper on time – those are the quality journalists.

PSJP, we get things done. We write articles and we have fun while doing it.

Ode to SJP Intern Lily Gold

By Kathy Arellano (Canoga Park, CA)

Oh my Lily Gold,
How your locks shine in the eternal light of room 16
The spirit of your soul brings life to dead leaves
It is hard to compare my spider-monkey to any other creature
For Twilight was our connection
But fear no more, for 2 AM talks about topics that create psycho maniacs
Have reunited us in this life and the next
Forever and always Lil’ Gold
I will always remember you
Your stunner shades
Your spazz-matic dance moves
Your love for true music
Will remain engrained in my heart
Oh Lilipad
For it is hard to believe that before,
I only saw a random headless girl through constant emails
But now,
We have united.
We have united through the spirits of Bon Jovi, Prince, MJ, and DU-DU-DU-RA-RA-RA-RA-RA

Sharing more than just space

By Jessica Morales (Los Angeles, CA)
I was nervous about getting a roommate. I asked myself if the stranger I would be sharing a next-door room would be rude and unfriendly, or whether I would connect with her and have a good time. Arriving early to Princeton, with the Californian group, we all waited for the rest of the SJP students that were on their way. 

After lying down in my room to take a nap before the rest of the students arrived, I awoke with a scare. Stephanie, the person I'd be living with for ten days, was here. Stephanie comes from Massachusetts and I’m from California. At first we interacted as strangers, but with these past few days we got a lot closer.

We've shared a lot of memories. We exchanged pick-up lines in the New York subway, and we sang to each other. We sometimes bicker like newlyweds.

I’m really glad I was partnered up with someone who has a good sense of humor and, most importantly, shows her appreciation for me. I know I will miss her once we go back home, and I know she will miss me, too.  She has been a great friend and influenced a part of my experience at the Princeton Summer Journalism Program.

I feel old

By Walter Griffin (Philadelphia, PA)
Walter now.
23 is older than you guys think. You'll see in 6 years. Revel in your pre-college youth now, SJP students!

Walter then.
-- Griffin is a 2005 alumnus of the Princeton University Summer Journalism Program and graduate of Princeton University's Class of 2010. He returned this year to serve as a counselor.

They never let us go

By Anhar Farag (North Bergen, NJ)

In just ten days, all of us have become so emotionally attached to one another that it hurts to think about saying goodbye. However goodbyes are not forever. Goodbyes are not the end. They simply mean I'll miss you until we meet again!

Not too long ago, two of our counselors left us before the ten days.When Amanda Cormier (SJP '07 Alum/Columbia '12) and Adrian Alvarez left you could see the sadness amongst us all. My eyes welled up with tears! We also miss Sarah Bolling Mancini (Princeton '04), who left earlier on, but still impacted us all tremendously.

All of our counselors have left huge footprints in our hearts. Some say people come and go and only the ones who matter leave a mark in our hearts. That applies to all the counselors here at SJP! However we will never leave them, and they will never leave us! They are going to guide us all through the college applications and in life in general. So these ten days are just the beginning of a long time friendship. You never truly leave SJP:  you just become family.

Dance Party Mayhem

By Lucy Vay (Los Angeles, CA)

In an act to relieve SJP students from the stress we are all feeling as our newspaper deadline approaches, the counselors spontaneously planned a flash mob dance party that took place at approximately 11:36 PM in room 16 at the Friend Center. We were all told to stay in the room, while the counselors convened right outside the door. I actually thought that there would be a meeting regarding our articles and the layout of the paper, but it turns out I was wrong.

Everyone was sitting in room when music started playing and the lights started flickering on and off. The counselors traipsed in and immediately started dancing around the room. All the students had looks of confusion on their faces. Did the counselors go crazy? Aren’t we supposed to be the ones so stressed that we can’t form coherent sentences? They call that dancing?

We all started catching on and students started abandoning their articles so they could join in on the fun. Everyone seemed to let loose as we danced in a circle around the room throwing our arms up in the air and laughing hysterically.

Though it only lasted a few minutes, it was a moment when we all let go of our responsibilities. However, after it was over, everyone went back to work. After all, we have a paper to put out.

(Almost) on the Edge of Glory

By Anhar Farag (North Bergen, NJ)

It is 11: 33PM, and all the journalists at the Princeton Summer Journalism program were busy working on their articles for the newspaper. It's 24 hours away from the much-anticipated newspaper, yet leave it to the wonderful counselors to make this rough night truly one to remember.

As all of the students were stressing out making statements, correcting grammar, and checking spelling, the counselors were planning to put on a surprise. Though half of us were sleep deprived, leave it to Lily Gold to come in jumping up and down followed by our amazing group of counselors behind her. The lights were on and off, and the hardworking journalists ran around the news room and shouted for a quick second. Richard had also joined us after putting up the biggest fight. Way to go Richard! Greg was also found in the line dancing. I certainly didn't expect that from Greg!

The minute the music turned off, we all sat back down and continued our articles in unison. Now that’s what I call motivation and determination.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Working Up An Appetite

By Catalina Mullis (Canoga Park, CA)

For the past two nights, I have been very satisfied at SJP. This has been a result of the fact that we have been given outstanding Korean and Indian food, providing a contrast to the usual meals given to us, like pizza and sandwiches.

Korean food has never tasted better to me. I was instantly attracted to the classroom in Princeton’s Friend Building, because the smells filled my nostrils and made my stomach growl. From the sound, I knew that I was very hungry.

I rushed to the front of the line to get my paper plate, and instantly began grabbing all that I could get my hands on. As I reached the end of the line, my plate was clearly overwhelmed by dumplings (mandu), noodles (jabchae), sushi (kimbab), spicy chicken (dakgangjung), and beef (bulgogi).

I cherished every single bite, feeling like it had been years since I had had a good meal. Though I do admit that the SJP Program has constantly provided us with food, I have never felt quite as satisfied as I did at that moment.

That is why I was even more delighted when I had the same reaction to Indian Food. Once again, smells slowly made there way downstairs, and, as though I were hypnotized, I traveled up the stairs and into the room where the food was being held.

This time, I was at the back of the line, but this did not discourage me. Before me was rice (Basmati), bread (Naan), Samosas, and vegetables (Navratan Korma and Aloo Gobi). Again, my plate was likely to topple over, but I managed to reach safety and indulge in yet another delicious meal.

All and all, I am extremely pleased by the change in diet offered to me by SJP.

News You Can Use

By Eboni Boykin (St. Louis, MO)

Just for future reference, (you’ll thank me for this later, future SJPers) I think we need to be told to bring our own blankets to sleep with! I’ve talked to several other students and everyone seems to agree that our blankets are gross!

Unfortunately the "What Not To Bring" list was very clear in telling us not to bring blankets, and so I went along with that. Some of my fellow campers were a bit smarter than me in that they brought their own blankets. Shout out to you lucky ones, and to the not so lucky ones like myself—you’re not alone.

So there you have it. The covers are hairy and the pillows smell like arm pits!

It is the only not so great thing I’ve experienced here this week and it’s definitely not the most important part of the program. To be sure, I’m usually so exhausted by the time I get back the dorm that I’d pretty much pass out on anything.

And so my concern has been uncovered, much like me when I’m trying to sleep.

Finding Your Passion

By Eboni Boykin (St. Louis, MO)

SJP went to the movies Friday night, where we had the choice of seeing “Cowboys and Aliens” or “Beginners.”

“Beginners” is your typical indie movie--creative and thought provoking. Indie movies just happen to be my forte, so I was totally in my element when I wrote the movie review. 

I especially enjoyed the movie critic workshop we had right before the movie, by Noy Thrupkaew of The American Prospect. She talked about how to review a movie without giving just a plot summary, and how to describe the techniques that the director uses in the movie to support your argument. Noy asked us all what our favorite movies were and why we liked them, and it was so interesting to see the impact film has on each person.

I enjoyed writing that review more than anything else I’ve written in the program. I was finally able to use the small things I notice about film, (camera angles, lighting, motifs, dorky film buff things like that) and turn them into an amazing review that was a work of art in and of itself.

Writing the review for “Beginners” was almost more fun than watching the movie. (It wasn’t bad, but if you’re looking for a film with an exciting ending, you should watch something else!) The experience made me think that arts criticism may be for me. 

That’s what SJP is about- finding the thing you’re passionate about and believing that you can do it, no matter how much money your parents make or what neighborhood you live in.

Visiting CNN

By Eboni Boykin (St. Louis, MO)

On Tuesday, we took a trip to New York. What an amazing experience! I had never been to New York before, and I was so amazed by the city and how similar it was to the way movies portray it.

The best part of that entire day (besides working on our investigative story) was the tour of CNN. We had an opportunity to see the set used for CNN’s American Morning, which is my favorite news show of all time. We also saw the set for Anderson Cooper 360, Showbiz Tonight, and Piers Morgan Tonight.

I was awestruck during the entire tour, because I watch more CNN than any other channel, and also because I’d always dreamed of working there. While we were looking at the control room, we had the chance to watch a CNN International Reporter do a broadcast in Spanish. She came into the control room and talked to us about how she got her start and why she chose broadcast journalism.

The CNN newsrooms were definitely a sight to see! People worked frantically at their desks, making phone calls and typing away at their keyboards. The energy was high, and we got a chance to see what it’s like in a newsroom in one of the most prestigious news channels in the world.

Unfortunately, I didn’t see Kiran Chetry (sad face). She’s one of the anchors for American Morning, so she was probably sleeping because of the weird time slot her show goes on the air. I won’t be too bummed out about it though—because I like to think I’ll be working along side her a few years from now.

Listening to Great Minds

By Farah Amjad (Woodland, CA)

Throughout my whole time at SJP, one aspect that I always looked forward to the most is listening to the brilliant speakers. We had the opportunity to listen to brave and respected journalists and professors with great knowledge and passion about academia.

As someone interested in pursuing foreign correspondence, I enjoyed listening to Griff Witte from The Washington Post. His stories about reporting from the Middle East and South Asia provided great insight into the difficulties that journalists face while reporting from difficult areas and situations. I also remember laughing when hearing his story of not being able to understand the jokes his translator and driver were making in Afghanistan.

Miguel Centeno, Professor of Sociology and International Affairs, was definitely one of my favorite professors. I was fascinated by his knowledge and passion for his work. His thoughts on globalization, war, Latin America and more were interesting and opened my perspectives about issues. He also talked about his experience being a minority student at Princeton, which other minority students can relate to even today.
Professor Miguel Centeno

These are just two of the awesome line up of speakers we’ve had this year. With each speaker, I’ve really opened my mind and I yearn to gain more knowledge about the different subjects each speaker discussed.

Stepping out of my comfort zone

By Nathaniel Abad (Chicago, IL)

When I first heard about SJP through my English teacher at school, I thought that I would never apply because I wasn’t confident enough about myself as a student. After I shared this opportunity with my journalism teacher, she thought that it was a great idea and she believed that it would be competitive but she had faith in me.

After applying and getting in I didn’t know what to think. When I received the reading packet I knew that this program was no joke. Friday, July 29 finally came and I was on my way to Princeton. This was my first time travelling by myself to go meet a group of people that I knew nothing about. Even though a welcoming group of people picked me up from the train station, I still questioned how I got in.

After the introduction of the program I knew that it was going to be challenging but fun. The very first night I called my mom and explained how happy I was for coming.

In the beginning I wasn’t so opinionated because I was too busy taking everything in. With the help of a wonderful counselor here, I slowly began expressing my thoughts and felt comfortable doing so. As I grew closer to the counselors and students, I found it hard to stay quiet.

This program was the best thing that could have happened to me because I achieved what I thought was impossible and in the process I learned that in order to grow as an individual you have to step out of your comfort zone.

Learning About Journalism, and Family, Too

By Citlaly Orozco (Los Angeles, CA)

With eight days gone by, SJP students have truly become attached to each other. It will be a drastic when the day finally comes for us to say goodbye.

From the very first day I met both students and counselors I was so happy to see the easy interactions between everyone. Introductions may have been ongoing, as students and counselors arrived to Scully, but it was a good way to remember everyone’s name. Now, however, it will be impossible to forget the names of our friends and the memories shared between us.

I feel that the experiences with the SJP family have truly reminded me of what I love best: writing and my future. Perhaps I was afraid to meet all students because they are all brilliant and succeeding, but now I see I was one among them. At first it was hard for me to speak up but now I feel that they are close to me and they are all part of a great memory that is unforgettable.

One of the goals of SJP is to teach journalism, but I have also learned about family this week--because it is the great family that we have formed that has made this program memorable.

A New Experience on Every Plate

By Citlaly Orozco (Los Angeles, California)

A warm, delicious smell filled every corner of the room at Friend. Although I was not familiar with the food, it definitely had an inviting, welcoming aroma.

I had never before tried Indian food; it was a whole new tingling feeling inside my mouth. At first the smell reminded me of mole, one of many Mexican dishes my mom has made at home. But it looked unlike anything I had seen before--many colors and sauces caught my attention. I couldn’t walk out of that room without trying everything I'd seen.

SJP has introduced me with many varieties of meals. From Italian to Chinese to Korean to Indian, all have been satisfying--both to my stomach and my curiosity. I set aside my usual cravings for Mexican food and gave in to the opportunity to try all the variety of foods we have been provided with.
Counselors say, “Journalists don’t eat”. That’s quite a joke because here at SJP we journalists do eat a lot.

I call it, PC4934

By Marion Smallwood (Baltimore, MD)

1. The world: the earth or globe, a planet.
2. The world of ideas: all-you-can-eat classrooms, bright orange lanyards, late-night delirium and the infinite possibility of words - all placed within the potential of 21 high school students from across the country.

Allow me to minimize - New Jersey, Princeton University, Friend Center, where fingertips are furiously making the acquaintance of the keyboards in classroom 016. A deadline approaches with stealthy insistence. The 2011 Princeton Summer Journal is well on it's way to completion; the dedicated clamor of the country's brightest high school journalists lull the anxiety of the program's counselors. There are only two days left in this reality; soon I will be on a plane back to 1. The world: the earth or globe, a planet - where bright orange lanyards and thoughtful questions are lost to the routine of everyday life. But while I have the comfort of good company and blinking cursors, I'll reminisce on my experience these past eight days.

Work: This summer I found myself holding down a bit more responsibility. Greg, Katie, Adrian and I are the 'college folks' - in charge of gathering all the students academic and personal information and fitting it into a tidy, appealing package; a bow and tag to: college of my dreams printed neatly, but not yet ready for delivery. I heard so many amazing stories. Fears. Ambitions. Hardships. I saw some tears, some grateful smiles, a bit of frustration. I got to see the students as individuals, to flip through their chapters. It was wonderful and more work than I expected.

Food: Ugh. I have never eaten so much. I feel the constant need to have food in my mouth, the prodding ache of hunger present or not. SJP '11 intern Lily did a pretty hot job of providing the diverse group of students and counselors with a diverse selection of chow. Korean, Indian, Italian, Pizza, Hoagies - I even made sure to take full advantage of the dining hall meal sessions which were rich with root-beer floats and guacamole. I have cheese puffs in my cheeks as you read, I promise.

Sleep: I've learned to dream head to desk, that 7 a.m. heavy door knocks are no kryptonite for R.E.M and that walls and chairs are acceptable, sometimes welcome, substitutions for beds.

What's been most profound about this episode of SJP however, has been talking with and guiding the amazing batch of young journalists participating in the program. Their lives are going to change and they seem to already know it. I'm so honored to be a part of that change, to be a working influence in their growth and advancement into adulthood. I watched 21 people be born into a family, 22 including our all-star intern, Lily - what an experience!

As far as I can help it, I'll always be a curious wanderer in 2. the world of ideas: all-you-can-eat classrooms, bright orange lanyards, late-night delirium and the infinite possibility of words.

-- Smallwood is a 2007 alumna from the Princeton University Summer Journalism Program and a rising senior at the University of Pennsylvania.

Young love at the Princeton Summer Journalism Program

By Jimmy Tang (Alhambra, CA)

People often say that the best way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. If this is true, then the Princeton Summer Journalism Program has officially become my soul mate. I came here to learn how to become a better writer, but I never expected to experience so many different types of foods from across the globe. From what I can remember, we’ve eaten food from Italy, China, Korea, and as of today, India.

I can admit, with the support of my fellow SJPers, that I have been well fed ever since the first day I arrived. Tonight’s dinner is one that I will always remember, because it was my first time eating Indian food. There aren’t many Indian restaurants in my community, so I was very anxious when I found out what we would be eating.

The food surprised me because the only item that was recognizable to me was the curry. Since I’m not a picky eater, I decided to get a little bit of everything. I took my first bite. It was amazing.

Each dish had its own distinct flavor, but they all blended amazingly well together. As a matter of fact, I thought it was so good that I went back for seconds, then thirds, then I went back for fourths, but there was no more food by then. Everything after that is pretty much a blur.

In other news, tomorrow is going to be the last full day in the program. I try my best to keep my mind off of this, but since I spend more than 17 hours a day with my new family, forgetting them is obviously not going to work. It is hard to believe that I met everyone a little over a week ago, because we’ve all become so close. Surprisingly, the sadness has not kicked in yet. There are two possible reasons as to why. I either have no soul or I am just in denial (kind of like Christopher Plummer’s character, Hal, from The Beginners.)

Planning for College

By Rajaa Elidrissi (Elmhurst, NY)

Before I came to SJP, I didn’t think I had the slightest chance of getting into a great school. This program didn’t only teach journalism skills, but it also taught us about going through the college application process.

Many students came into the program without knowing much information about college, and many of us didn’t know our potential as well.

This program encouraged me to aim high and to not underestimate myself. Now, I find myself making to-do lists in my note-pad during the little spare time we have. My to-do lists consist of things like studying for the SATs and finishing my application essays early.

The guidance counselors at my high school are not as helpful as our counselors here. If it weren’t for this program, I would probably just focus on getting into a CUNY or SUNY in New York.

I am glad I attended this program and I still remember how excited I was when I received my acceptance. I will hold on to everything I learned during program and use it during my application process. I am also looking forward to staying in touch with my counselors and asking them for help thoughout the next few months.

Learning to love being edited

By Semaj Earl (Los Angeles, CA)

The frustrating process of having your articles edited, and re-edited again, is long and painful. In fact, it almost takes longer for your pieces to be edited than it takes to write them. Often, different editors also have different ideas about what the article should sound like. The changes made by an editor the first time may be changed again by other editors later. Although it takes time and patience to deal with the multiple (and sometimes redundant) revisions, in the end it’s all worth it for the perfect final draft.

In a way, the frustration and debate about word placement, grammar, and sentence construction, make the final product something to feel proud about.

A typical editing process consists of an article being firsted and seconded. In my particular case, I had an article of mine thirded when I thought I was done, but not only did it drastically increase my word count, it increased the quality of my article tenfold, despite my humorous constant debate with my third editor. Editing helps you prepare to write better in the future and reminds you that there is always room for improvement.

A Movie for Four

By Autumn Clouden (Brooklyn, NY)

When SJP counselors and students had a movie choice of either The Beginners or Cowboys and Aliens, the outcome was not what you would expect. Only four of us – Nick, Kathy, Jessica and I – attended Cowboys and Aliens while everyone else went to see the other movie.

I thought that people at SJP would enjoy watching The Beginners. Boy was I wrong! After our movie finished we waited in the lobby for them to come out of the theater. Their reactions were hilarious: almost all of them were completely depressed or half asleep. Their facial expressions were just too funny. Only a few of them enjoyed the movie, but the rest of them seemed lost.

We all laughed our way back to the dorm. Nick, Kathy, Jessica and I made a good choice. I wonder if they would choose differently if they had to do it again.

Becoming family

By Kathy Arellano (Canoga Park, CA)

When you receive an acceptance letter from the Princeton University Summer Journalism Program, you are in for an unexpected ride. In fact, our ten days here at Princeton can be described by two rather simple words: sleep deprivation.

As rising high school seniors, I think it is safe to say that we all have had our shares of sleepless nights. Whether we stay up doing homework, talking to our friends, or simply doing the usual — procrastinating — one may be able to safely say that such lack of rest is prevalent in our every day routine, and many of us typically promise to put an end to the cycle of sleeplessness. Yet, that mindset completely changes when you walk onto the floors of the Friend Building on the Princeton University campus.

The dedication and hard-work of all 21 students in SJP is both encouraging and inspirational. There are those who lose themselves in their articles, where no other world but the world of their subjects exists between their fingertips and the screen. There are those who lose themselves in the words of Robert George, Christina Paxton, and Stan Katz. There are those who lose themselves in the spirit of the moment, those who enjoy every second of every minute of every hour of the program, those who spend the little free time talking about their lives, their backgrounds, their struggles, and their successes with one another. Then there are those who remain in the living room, even after lights out, to talk about current controversial issues that reflect and rather influence each and every one of us. Whether we're staying up until 2 AM talking about the sexualization of women, Plato, and Socrates, or describing the glorious moment of college admission, such memories are what make each member of the SJP family unique and dear to my heart.

Though it may seem quite cliche, I truly believe that as members of a diverse nation, we courageously entered this journey together as strangers, and leave as life-long family and friends.

Approaching strangers for information

By Jessica Khaimova (Brooklyn, NY)

At last week’s concert in Palmer Square, the Princeton summer journalists had to interview spectators of the concert — in other words, strangers. This allowed us to see life through a journalist’s eyes since a lot of reporting involves approaching strangers on the street. I found out that being bilingual helps.

I approached a family at the concert and heard them speaking Russian. Coming from a Russian-speaking family, I knew how to communicate with them and I ended up interviewing them in Russian. I found out that they were from my hometown, Brooklyn, NY, and that they loved coming to Princeton. This taught me that journalism can make use of any skill a person has.

On another day, my newspaper group noticed that there was a car accident on Witherspoon Street. We took our notepads out and interviewed fire chiefs and bystanders. Yesterday, we called the Captain of the Princeton police department in order to learn what happened to the man who crashed into the parking lot. It made me feel like a real journalist one again since I was interviewing a person who I had never met before.

Learning to approach people I don't know in the pursuit of the truth has opened my eyes to the real world has made me more aware of my surroundings. As the editor-in-chief of my school paper, I’m going to use the skills I learned at SJP. SJP also introduced me to some of the most diligent and amazing people that I have ever met — and that makes the program even better! I will never forget all of the fun we had and all of the laughs we shared, and I especially won’t forget all of the knowledge I gained about journalism.

Friendships formed

By Catalina Mullis (Canoga Park, CA)

After watching the independent film “The Beginners,” PSJP counselor Brianda and I were bursting with energy. Although most of the students and counselors that viewed the movie were extremely unimpressed, I think that Brianda and I enjoyed the awkward, anti-social vibe of the characters in the movie.

As we waited outside for the entire crew to emerge from the theater, I watched how an older couple excitedly kissed each other and then ran across a cross walk. They smiled and giggled all along the way and that’s when I realized that the movie had most likely reminded them about the quirkiness that can exist in love.

I had an idea. I rushed behind Brianda with a contorted facial expression that I usually put on in order to make her laugh, and we decided that we would dance across the upcoming cross-walks in Princeton, New Jersey.

As the first one approached, we giggled uncontrollably, our bodies bending over and our stomachs aching from the amount of laughter that we were producing. Then, we saw the street ahead and we prepared ourselves.

Through a series of steps, Brianda and I wiggled our arms in the air, jumped up and down, and bobbed our heads from side to side. We made unusual sounds, “Booga, booga” and could not restrain ourselves.

Although a couple walking behind us attempted to rain on our parade by giving us looks of disgust, they unfortunately were not successful. Instead, Brianda and I continued to laugh hysterically.

We repeated this procedure for several crosswalks after, and when we had exhausted our energy, I was so amazed about what we had done together. First, I was amazed that as a student, I had been able to bond with a counselor in that weird way. Next, I could not believe that after meeting her for only a week, we had discovered our inner freaks.

That night was a fun night, one that I will never forget, and one that I could not have had without being part of the Princeton University’s Summer Journalism Program.

Ramadan at SJP

By Rajaa Elidrissi (Elmhurst, NY)

Having the opportunity to come to SJP was a huge thrill for me. Unfortunately, Ramadan started the first Monday of SJP. Don’t get me wrong — I have always loved Ramadan, but I was nervous about not sleeping or eating as much at this program. I was concerned that it would affect my alertness and work ethic.

Some days have been rough, but I've managed to get through the week by being committed during the day and eating and sleeping as much as I could during the night. Each night when the sun sets and I break my fast, SJP provides delicious food.

Luckily, there are other people who are fasting here and it makes it easier for me to have someone who is in the same boat. Usually, I just sleep most of the day during Ramadan, but this program helped me remain active while I'm fasting. I've realized that sleeping all day is just wasting time, and hope to carry my energy and liveliness with me when I go home for the rest of the summer.

I thank all of the counselors and founders of the program for being supportive and gracious. They always made sure I always ate enough after sunset, and helped make this experience as easy as possible for me.

The Supreme Court of SJP

By Anhar Farag (North Bergen, NJ)

We entered the court room as nine simple students participating in SJP’s annual law and journalism seminar, when all of a sudden we turned into the nine Supreme Court justices. And as justices, we had to make the same difficult decisions that they make on a daily basis. There was a twist, however, between our nine members and the real nine, in that we seemed to show our audience quite publicly that we did not agree with each other during oral argument.

This week the Supreme Court of SJP entertained argument in two cases. The first was a rehearing of New York Times v. Sullivan. Just as the Court had in the 1954, the majority this week concluded the “actual malice” standard must be met if a claim of defamation or libel is to succeed. There would be no money for Sullivan from our Court. Although some of the justices made it very clear by hugging the losing side that they did not agree with the majority’s decision, you could tell that everyone’s mind was stimulated.

The next case, Branzburg v. Hayes, was more difficult and left our bench of justices quite confused. When we were faced with the difficult question of when a journalist can be compelled to reveal her secret source, and whether that journalist could be arrested for refusing to do so, the new justices were completely lost. No one seemed to know what side to take.

Much like the real Supreme Court in 1972, we broke down 4-4, with one vote left undecided. Our Anthony Kennedy (a.k.a. Anhar Farag) had to break the tie. My heart said one thing, but my journalistic instincts were too strong to ignore. It would be nice to have the drug dealers prosecuted and convicted for their crimes, but was it worth sacrificing the ethics of journalism? Justice Kennedy didn’t think so!

In the end, the Court ruled in favour of journalism—and in the process nine students (along with our student-lawyers and student gallery members) gained a better understanding of the role of the courts under the First Amendment.

There is no sleep in journalism

By Lucy Vay (Los Angeles, CA)

Most teenagers can say they sleep until noon during the summer, but that's not the case for SJP students. Since we only have ten days here at Princeton, our schedule is packed: we begin our day with a 7 AM wake up call and by the time everyone arrives to the common room, we all somewhat resemble brain-dead zombies.

Though our days are grueling, after breakfast everyone perks up and doesn't seem like they were tired at all. And by nightfall, we are all completely energized: I've come to the conclusion that students here are nocturnal, which explains why everyone here is so sleep deprived.

However, hardly anyone complains about the lack of sleep. We all somehow make it through the next day as we look forward to crawling back into our beds, dreading the awful knocking on our doors the next morning. But that's okay, as "journalists never sleep" has become our unofficial motto.

Conversations with Corporate

By Stephanie J. Ramirez (Somerville, MA)

A journalist is nothing if not aggressive.

Yesterday, as we were working (rather loudly, I’ll admit) on our articles, we were quickly shushed and told that three of our own were making the ultimate call – their first call to a corporation. While I have been in contact with several corporations for a story about the commercialization of Nassau Street (look for it in The Princeton Summer Journal next week!), those conversations have not been half as exciting as yesterday’s call was. I dropped everything to focus in on the conversation, even though I was not a part of it.

What I learned was this – real, hard-hitting journalism requires brave journalists.

The call was to Rite Aid to question the corporation about expired products that we found in several of their stores in the New York area. Corporations are never happy when you write about them, unless, of course, you're praising them. I learned a few days ago that if you go to a chain restaurant, introduce yourself as a journalist and proceed to ask questions, employees can’t – under most corporate policy – answer you. Yesterday, my friends (and I, thanks to my great eavesdropping skills) learned that a corporation's headquarters is more likely to answer your questions, but only in an e-mail – after you’ve sent them the questions and they’ve thought their dry responses completely through.

On the phone call, the PR manager wasn’t happy to learn we’d found expired products in some Rite-Aids, and much less happier to learn that we’d recorded some interviews and snapped some pictures of their merchandise. He claimed that we had no right to do such thing.

Journalism is hard. It’s exposing the dark truths, and it takes hard work. No one likes to see their secrets exposed, but the reality is that’s our job. What are journalists for if not to inform the public about what is happening with their community, whether that be by praising something new or spilling some secrets?

It might seem like journalism is the easiest of jobs. Get a topic, ask some questions, and write a story. But the real truth is – and as a true journalist, I’m about to expose it – that our job is the bravest and most difficult of all.

Trenton makes bad plays, Akron takes

By Nick Marsico (Philadelphia, PA)

The smell of hotdogs and the sight of jovial faces — despite the dreary weather — made it the perfect day to report on a baseball game.

We were covering the Trenton Thunder play the Ackron Aeros at Waterfront Park in nearby Trenton. After two losses to the Aeros in their series, the Thunder were looking to even the score.

The game came very close to more innings, but the Aeros scored the go-ahead run when Juan Diaz hit a solo home run at the top of the ninth inning to give the Aeros a 3-2 win.

Earlier in the game, things were looking bad for the Thunder when Aeros scored two runs at the top of the second inning. However, the Thunder returned with a tie in the seventh inning, setting the stage for a victory that would not come.

While batting, Thunder centerfielder Melky Mesa advanced to third base by a sacrifice bunt hit by catcher Jose Gil. Thunder outfielder Damon Sublett lined a triple to right center field that allowed Mesa to have a RBI. First baseman Addison Maruszak hit a sacrifice fly out to right field that scored and tied the game 2-2.

The Thunder’s hopes were dashed when Diaz crushed the ball deep into centerfield and it never returned to the ballpark, placing the Aeros ahead 3-2. The rest of the game, the Thunder could not make a comeback and the Aeros’ Cory Burns pitched a perfect ninth to enclose his team’s victory.

Friday, August 5, 2011

Just Believe

By Shellon Lambert (Queens, NY)

Walking into the lounge of our dorm on Princeton University’s campus on the first day of the Princeton Journalism Program was scary. There was no one that I knew.

Being greeted with smiles and cheers was certainly not the first thing I expected to happen. In reality, I expected us to start working right away.

With broad smiles, we went around the room asking each other’s names. Remembering and pronouncing some names was difficult. But we made it our obligation to remember.

The second night of the program felt like the fifth night. We all knew each other so well. It was like we met before in a different universe, or back in time.

This program has brought together high school students who might have never met.

It has showed us that there are people out there in the world just like us. The experience has ensured us that we will make it – that we will break through our struggles.

All we have to do is try. All we have to do is believe. Like Yolanda Adams’ lyrics say, “I believe that I can make it.”

That’s all we have to do: just believe.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Hard Work for a Simple Story

By Jimmy Tang (Alhambra, CA)

Our mission yesterday was simple: interview businesses about the new Qdoba on Nassau Street in order to find out how they’re reacting to the decrease in family-owned stores, and get some man-on-the-street reactions (journalistic lingo for interviewing pedestrians) as well. Of course, being the relaxed Californian that I am, I convinced myself this would be an easy assignment.

I was completely wrong.

We began our trek on Nassau Street and went up Witherspoon Street and Palmer Square, stopping by local hot spots like Small World Coffee and The Bent Spoon. Now, I am your average awkward teenager, constantly being let down by the girls at my school. Nothing changed yesterday. In fact, I think I broke my “rejection record.” The only difference was that instead of being rejected by girls, I was being rejected by people whom I had never met.

Our first interview at Landau went well, but it was all downhill from there. Some major roadblocks that caused this wave of disappointment included corporate management (a.k.a the big bosses) not allowing local franchises to answer our question and the old “our manager is busy/unavailable/coming on Tuesday.” As a result, our optimism was slowly disintegrating until it was completely turned into dust by the time we made it to Mexican Village.

In the end, I got my reality check. I learned that journalists deserve much more credit than what they are given, including credit for the amount of traveling they have to do to get their story—even a simple one.

Reporting on the Debt Ceiling

By Jazmin Vargas (Clifton, NJ)

Walking around Princeton interviewing complete strangers is no easy task, but that is exactly what I had to do to for our feature story. Along with two fellow SJPers, Jessica and Autumn, I walked through the streets of Princeton asking people what they thought about the debt ceiling and the stalemate between the two main political parties in Washington D.C.

To my group’s surprise, a few residents were not knowledgeable about the debt ceiling. It was definitely disappointing to see how poorly many people were informed or how little they actually cared about our nation's economic crisis.

As the evening went on, the answers to our questions were finally being answered. Some told that us the stalemate in Washington was disappointing and embarrassing while others remained positive. Overall, many agreed that in addition to budget cuts there would also need to be tax increases. Even though the answers of various residents were interesting, one in particular caught my interest. Our group was about to call it a day, when Jessica decided to ask two men on the street their thoughts on the debt ceiling. One of the men we met was an Air Force Private who felt that the budget cuts would impact defense spending and ultimately hinder air force training and result in salary cuts. This response made me realize that defense spending was not just lowering the amount spend on weapons but much of the money set aside for defense spending was for salary, healthcare, and training for officers.

From walking on the streets of Princeton interviewing people to meeting a Harvard professor in a café shop, the whole day was a new experience.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Ethical Dilemmas: From Ambiguity to Truth?

By Catalina Mullis (Canoga Park, CA)

So, what is the real answer?

That is what I asked myself as I sat in a room filled with some of the most brilliant minds that I have ever encountered. I was puzzled as our counselors asked us to scan through a series of true dilemmas that journalists have faced over the years.

My job was to decide how I would respond to the situations presented to me. But, as I engaged in dialogue with my peers, I realized that I could never fully come to a conclusion. It was hard for me to cement my answer to any of the scenarios and that is when I decided that my responses were ambiguous.
Ambiguous. This is the perfect word to describe what I felt that night. Ambiguous because every answer that I came up with was applicable to a certain facet of the scenario, but not to others.

The ambiguity of the answers, however, intrigued me. Each of my peers had different responses to the dilemmas, which caused me to really think about what I would do in the situation.

I was astonished because I knew that journalists had to make these decisions every day. And I thought to myself, “How can they do this? Every approach to a scenario could easily unravel.” Ultimately, I understood that journalists have to make these difficult decisions, but I still struggled with how that was possible.

The conversations I had that night allowed me to realize that each individual holds their own truths and then decides how to apply them in situations like the ones we were asked to face.

This is the true beauty of journalism: It challenges people to think critically about their world in order to convey, no matter how ambiguous it may be, their best interpretation of “the truth.”

A Day in the Big City

By Jessica Morales (North Hollywood, CA)

Approaching the city of New York for the first time, I felt amazed. The busy city, defined by its tall buildings, traffic, and its diversity, was all that I had imagined.

One of the highlights of my day was the tour of Time Warner Center, home to CNN New York. Walking through newsroom and studios gave me the opportunity to experience something most viewers from CNN don’t ever get the chance to see.

After the tour, we split up into groups and hit the streets of New York to investigate whether local pharmacies were selling expired medicines and other products to their customers. As a journalist, I was really excited to find expired products in many of the pharmacies we visited. On the other hand, it meant that customers were purchasing items that were no longer suitable for use.

After finding several jars of expired baby food in a Walgreens, I knew that questioning the store manager was going to be very interesting. Surprised and embarrassed, he answered our questions nervously at first, but after we probed further, he told us he was busy and left. Nonetheless, I felt proud of our work. We’ll be publishing details of our experience at that store and others throughout New York in next week’s Princeton Summer Journal.

I really enjoyed the trip to New York. Learning from experienced journalists and having the opportunity to work as one myself, even if only for one day, made the trip an unbelievable experience.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

At the New York Times!

Full schedule today! Tour of The New York Times, Daily Beast/Newsweek and CNN before embarking on our investigative project in the city.