Samantha Stanley DC scholarship
As the medal was placed around my neck and I shook hands with Al Neuharth, founder of USA Today, I thought back on the crazy week I just experienced an a participant in the Al Neuharth Free Spirit Scholarship and Journalism Conference.
An anxious car ride to the airport. The impatient wait for the plane to board. A long 4-hour plane ride. Finally, at 4 pm I landed in our nation’s capital completely unaware of just how incredible the next week would be.
After a quick orientation and dinner at the Hard Rock Café, 51 of the country’s best high school journalist boarded a bus headed to a place that would become very familiar in the week to come, the Newseum. The Newseum is a museum founded by Al Neuharth that is dedicated to free press and the media. Although the Newseum usually closes at 5 pm, an exception was made for the Free Spirits. We told our favorite parts of the First Amendment, played a trivia game, and gazed at the spectacular view from the observation deck. At 11 pm, we sleepily went back to our hotel.
The next five days were full of speakers I would never in a million years have thought I would be sitting in front of. We got a piece of interesting piece of advice from NBC’s David Gregory; do not major in journalism. We sat in the chambers of the House of Representatives and the Senate. We roamed the pressrooms in the Capitol building. We meet three of the original Freedom Riders and heard their amazing stores. We crossed the city taking in the breathtaking monuments as the sun fell below the horizon.
Another big part of my week in D.C was learning about the first Amendment. Did you know that more Americans can name the members of the Simpsons family than can name the five rights guaranteed by the First Amendment? Throughout the week we focused on the rights and how they are being used across the country, especially in high schools. The First Amendment is printed on the front of the Newseum. All 51 Free Spirits and our adult mentors stood on the street and informed the citizens of their rights. There was only one plausible way to do this; yelling it as loud as we could.
From the speakers I listened to, the places I saw, and the simply amazing other participants I got the joy of meeting, my entire week in D.C was the best experience I have ever had. Throughout the week we were told that we would become a family. I am proud to call every single person I met that week my family.

