Attending Syracuse University

I’d like to believe that the written word has always sort of been in my blood, my destiny, if you will. I was lucky enough to grow up in a household where art and literature were emphasized and my own creativity was nurtured and encouraged. Like most, I’ve experienced my fair share of self doubt, having felt like I’m not particularly smart, or athletic, or talented. But in those situations I’m able to find solace by reminding myself that at my core I am a writer. It’s what I’m passionate about, what I’m good at, what sets me apart.

In eighth grade, I joined the Commack Middle School newspaper (shoutout to Mrs. Trahey). Not to brag, but I was the paper’s editor in chief that year. Whether or not that’s because I was the first person to raise their hand is irrelevant. There were a pitiful six or so kids in attendance at that first meeting, and our numbers didn’t exactly flourish from there,  but my experience in that club birthed my devotion to reporting nonetheless. Four frighteningly short years later, and I’m getting ready to set out in pursuit of a career in broadcast journalism.

In many ways, I have The Courant to thank for this outcome. Through this publication, I’ve learned the ins and outs of the editing process, I’ve fallen in love with its collaborative nature, and I’ve discovered the indescribable pride and whimsy that come alongside publishing my own writing for the world to see. The Publishing Suite has been something of a second home to me. I’m endlessly thankful that such a space exists where I can escape day to day stressors, convene with fellow journalists, and hone my craft.

 I, of course, need to thank Mrs. Semple, for building up and developing the writer I’ve become. As both my ninth grade English teacher and Courant adviser, you have been a constant mentor and supporter throughout high school. Your professionalism and authentic passion for journalism are an inspiration, and I am proud to have studied under you for four years.

Circling back to my original point, the concept I find most captivating, and the reason I’m so immersed in writing, is the art of storytelling and its many forms. Nothing captures my fascination more than the power of a well-told story. It can teach valuable lessons, empower us and awaken our inner strength, or simply entertain us in a dark time. This obsession of mine should become immediately apparent upon a single glance at my Courant staff profile, as I’ve used the gift that is this platform to share my love for storytelling media like comic books, video games, and film. 

With that said, my advice to underclassmen, or to anyone, is to keep exposing yourself to art. Read as many books, watch as many movies, and listen to as much music as you possibly can. Don’t simply consume them either, absorb them. Talk about them. Consider the intentions of the creator and take in all the subtle intricacies that make a particular work unique. As a generation taught to expect instant gratification by endless streams of short-form content like TikTok, we must take it upon ourselves to keep these stories in our lives. “Brain rot,” as it’s come to be known online, is a very real threat, and this is the only cure. So please, have that movie night with your family, read the novel that’s been collecting dust on your nightstand, because I promise it’s worth it.

I’d like to congratulate my fellow class of 2024 students on their accomplishment, it’s not every day you graduate high school. And finally, one more sincere thank you to The Courant and its staff, for keeping writing a consistent part of my life over the years,  and for giving me the tools I need for the road that’s to follow. I couldn’t be more excited.◼️