|Lim Ji-soo (Junior, English Language Interpretation&Translation)|
I remember writing in my debut essay that my heart bloomed whenever I felt I was telling others the truth, what was really going around the school. Yet, after I wrote that sentence, I spent quite some time wondering to myself if I had been ready or will ever be ready to say with confidence that truth lies in my articles , my words. I guess the past two years as a reporter have been a complex journey trying to figure out the answer. Well, I am afraid I myself have to admit that I am still not sure.
There were times when I thought truth is rather a concept that exists in uncountable multiple forms, all different in one’s mind, which sort of pushed me to conclude that there can be no sole truth. Although I still refuse to define anything in just one way, I came to think that there should be truth in some parts of the world, and that I always have to try to make something as “truth,” which I believe it should be. I have to speak out to keep the ball of truth which makes the world to remember what should be in between people, the morals of equality.
Planning and writing the articles have been invaluable times that made me think more about the equality and minorities. I had a lot of direct interviews with those who were suffering from and fighting against injustice. I met a sexual minority, a North Korean defector, women’s right activists, student activists, a family of a man who died in a shooting incident while he was serving in the military, a lawyer who works to stand for human rights and democracy, and many other experts in their fields. All of these have become a great asset for me to rack my brain about the person I should be and the society I should make.
Still, it is nothing without mentioning my beloved the Post colleagues who have spent the past two years with me. The times I had with you guys are the best I had in my university life; and of course that will be the same for the times that are waiting ahead of us! Despite the fact that the times were tough, which I could not have borne without a number of sacrifices, I could always keep a smile on my face thanks to you, which was what only you could do.
This is not the end of the story. I do not yet know how it is going to end. Instead, I know that I will continue to think about myself and the society, and keep writing with my precious colleagues in the next pages.
Lim Ji-soo firstname.lastname@example.org
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