The journalism students at my school choose who gets published and publish their own works in the student newspaper. In the beginning of my sophomore year, my school decided to make submissions to their student newspaper available to everyone and I was a very young and eager writer looking forward to a very successful year having my work published for the first time.
One weekend, I took it upon myself to accomplish this goal and wrote four articles. I submitted them and had to wait a month to see if they would make the newspaper. I was surprised to learn that not one had been accepted. Being rejected had left me with a feeling of unworthiness and discontent. I was very disappointed in myself and my passion for writing was swallowed up by everyone who ever doubted me.
After two weeks of feeling sorry for myself and being self conscious about my writing, I decided to prove to the journalism students and myself that my writing was worth publishing. However, my goal was bigger than being published in the school newspaper. I wanted to be published in the town newspaper.
Representing the school, only the journalism students were allowed to have their articles published in the town’s newspaper. Luckily for me, I ended up transferring to another school for my junior year of high school. This new school didn’t have anyone writing to the town newspaper on their behalf. This was the perfect opportunity for me to advance in journalism.
I immediately contacted the newspaper organization and began drafting my first submission. Next thing I knew, I became a published writer. Two weeks later, I published a second article and I’m currently working on my third.
I learned a lot from rejection. I believed in myself when no one else did. Although I felt discouraged for a bit, I didn’t give up and continued to strive for success in the journalism field. Eventually, my hard work payed off and I was I was able I was able to accomplish everything I wanted. I am very grateful and will never forget those that believed in me even after it seemed like I wasn’t going anywhere. It was the encouragement of those people that gave me the strength to pursue my writing aspirations.