It doesn’t seem like too long ago, I was the one asking for recommendation letters. In fact, just two years ago, I was finishing my last-minute application to USC and I was nervous about my entire packet. Wondering if I would finish it in time, if I would have my rec letters in order and simply wondering, “am I really applying to Grad school?”
Well, long story short, I got in, I tried (sometimes not as hard as I should have), wrote my thesis, and graduated just this past December. I realized throughout my time at USC that it was my rec letters that made a huge impact on my acceptance.
And now, that I am asked to write letters for other student journalists seeking scholarships from organizations that are established to help young talent, I look at my experience in bewilderment. When did I become the professional? There are so many moments in my every day life where I wonder when I grew up. Don’t get me wrong, it’s great. I love being allegedly older and wiser. And to think that now, my recommendation merits a sence of power of persuassion, its like WOW. How cool is that?