My dream is to become a global journalist; someone who travels the world looking for hard stories such as government injustices, civil rights, famines, village catastrophes, and natural disasters. I want to shed light on every cold dark corner in the world that might be plagued, hurt, or in need. I want to bring about social and economical awareness in order for people to get a better understanding that more and more people need help and no effort is too small to start a cataclysm for change.
As of right now, there are hundreds of kids at our Mexican border, who’s parent risked their lives to escape persecutions in their home country. Congress remains in debate, worried more about party disputes then actual change. Moreover, countries that are not even in our hemisphere have more military troops and US presence then countries in our own backyard.
I not only want to report these stories but I want to help change these situations. I want to be the voice of the people. I want to shout, scream, and make as much noise as I can, so innocent people and hopeless causes can be attacked and rectified. I won’t be able to right every injustice in the world, but I can plant the seed for change.