Here’s a sneak peek on what it’s like to take part in our BRATs camps
ALL my life, I had thought that journalism meant a boring desk job where I would have to work my tail off in order to meet the various deadlines set for me by my editor, get yelled at by the said editor, and then redo my assignments all over again.
Either that or I had imagined I would be dispatched on an assignment in some war-torn region of the world with bullets whizzing over my head and people yelling all around me as I tried to compose myself enough to report on the situation.
As such, it was with some trepidation that I submitted my application form for the BRATs Kijal Camp, not really knowing what was in store for me. It would turn out to be one of the best choices of my life.
When I arrived at the camp in Resorts World Kijal in Terengganu on Aug 18 – sleepy, confused and fresh off the bus – I met some of my campmates.
Each and every one of them had unique backgrounds and were understandably eager to know more about each other; we got along well even before we were split into teams and set to work on different assignments.
Over the course of the four-day, three-night camp, a definite highlight was when we got the chance to release sea turtles into the sea. Watching their tiny green silhouettes disappearing into the sunset was a magical moment – akin to watching the ending of a John Wayne flick where the protagonist rides off into the setting sun.
Another thing I enjoyed was when we got to write articles about some of the fishermen in Terengganu, as well as turtle conservation efforts in the area conducted by Resorts World Kijal.
It was truly special to sit down with the parties involved and talk to them about what they do, as well as their aspirations for the future. Penning down their lives and recording what they do was an honour and something I will cherish for the rest of my life.
However, let’s not forget that one night where none of the campers slept in an effort to complete our respective assignments before the deadline. We fought exhaustion with countless sachets of coffee while our hands worked maniacally at our keyboards.
That night, we had our first taste of what it meant to be a journalist – the grit, determination and sheer perseverance one had to show in the face of obstacles in order to succeed.
At the end of it all, I walked out of the camp with a much increased respect for journalists. I had only dabbled in it for a couple of days, but I was tired to the bone. However, that didn’t diminish my aspirations of one day venturing into the field.
Through this camp, I learned that journalism was not only about writing articles and doing reporting, but it was so much more than that. It helped people understand the lives of others and how they chose to live it. Through journalism, we bring people together.
Join the #BRATs fam!
Missed out on BRATs Kijal? Don’t worry as we’ve got you covered! Our next camp in December is now open for registration.
If you’re Malaysian, aged 16 to 19, and have a burning passion for telling great stories, here’s how to register:
1. Download your application form at rage.my/bratsrecruitment;
2. Write an essay (max. 1,000 words) or record a video (max. five minutes) titled “Why I Want To Be A Journalist”; and
3. E-mail the completed form, and your essay or video, to email@example.com.
For more information, log on to rage.my/bratsrecruitment today!
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