Those 300 hours in Rappler
MANILA, Philippines - The first time I walked into the Rappler office, I was so nervous I just wanted to turn around and run out.
I’m glad I didn’t.
During the course of a month, I researched, looked people up, and interviewed sources. I made scripts, made a voice over, made friends, and made coffee (for myself, thankfully, for those long working afternoons). And I wrote– I wrote more than I’ve ever written before, more than I thought I could ever possibly write.
I learned to be patient and resourceful. I learned to be independent. I learned the value of hard work and sacrifice, learned to get things done. I learned how it felt to want so much to exceed expectations.
I learned that nothing else matters when you love what you are doing.
Most of the time I was inspired – inspired by the idea of writing for a credible publication, inspired by the work that is being done, inspired by the people in Rappler, the same ones I applaud and admire.
Rappler has shown me in so many ways that I am capable, that there is a voice that can and will be heard – that that voice can be lent to smaller voices so that a collective shout can be heard. I saw through this that there can be change in the world as there was change in me.
This experience has given me a clearer view of the type of person I wish and work to be as I grow older.
To the Rappler team, congratulations. You have created something worthwhile, something that matters. I am proud to say that I was part of that, even if only in that small span of time I had the honor of being part of your team.