Working At The Courier

It all started with an e-mail, an e-mail that changed my entire summer and maybe my life. That e-mail landed me the job as the summer intern, and I will forever be thankful that I clicked send that day.

I only worked four hours my very first day, and I thought well if the whole summer is this way I'll have a lot of extra time on my hands. I was obviously wrong; my second day is when I took over one of the front desks.

After that it became somewhat of a whirlwind of a job. I was assigned a different story almost every week, sometimes more than one. I'd take pictures, sold a few ads, went to a few school board meetings, learned how to make some of the display ads and stuffed papers, but most of all I learned that journalism is exactly what I want to do with my life. I thank my lucky stars that I chose the right career.

I hold so many memories of my summer in this place, and I figured I would share a few of the best. Maybe give you an inside view of the workings of The Courier.

One Friday, it was only Levi, Lisa and I in the front office, and on Fridays things are a little slow around here. Well, maybe I should keep it short. Let's just say it involved a wasp, some amazing story telling and Levi being classified now as a ninja.

The Courier staff also always throws a mini-party for birthdays, and if a person is leaving The Courier for future endeavors. My birthday was in July but was on a Saturday this year, so I didn't really know what they would do or if they'd do anything at all. Not to mention Samar was gone that Friday and she usually heads those things up. So, I can honestly say that that coming week they surprised me with a lovely song, cake and card. And I still have that card displayed. I think it may be one of the best cards I’ve ever gotten and not because of the card itself, but because of the people who wrote in it.

You may now be thinking that working at The Courier is all fun and games. Well, you'd be wrong. Things do get serious. Like the week of the Fourth of July. We published early that week, which meant our Fridays were like our Mondays and our Mondays like our Tuesdays. I feel like we scrambled that week, but we did it.

Also the two weeks we published in color. I'm sure you all remember that. Our paper looked amazing! Now that was a hectic week. Having to have everything done earlier and then waiting for it to all get here from Havre.

Or the times when something goes wrong with mailing the papers, whether we’re late to the post office or something gets lost.

Over the last three months I’ve seen Samar dance, people come and leave The Courier, heard the history, and seen these adults act like they’re kids again.

This is my last article for the summer. I'm heading back to school in a few days. Hopefully someday I’ll be back to write a few more great articles and take a few more pictures for the avid Courier readers.

Thank you everyone for all that you’ve given me, the experience, your words of praise, your understanding and most of all one of the greatest summers of my life.