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Show U U Kevin Olsen / HEX Writer When I tell others what I am studying at UVU they quickly reply with a compliment about how I really must know exactly what I want to do in my career. Maybe that's because a major in journalism is never typically complimented with a certification in automotive technology. Without Utah Valley, I couldn't have been educated as thoroughly as I am now in both areas. My goal? Write for Motor Trend Magazine. I will be there one day and, believe it or not, I will not be the only UVU Alum to have ever worked there. Currently Jason Udy, a former Wolverine, works for Motor Trend as an Associate Online Editor. I know that I wouldn't have even dreamt that I could have a shot working with Motor Trend had I chosen to go to the University of Utah or joined my neighbors at BYU and that's because of the opportunity I have to really emphasize my career field within my education at UVU. Every day on my way to English 1010 during my freshmen year I passed the Sparks Automotive Building at the heart of campus. I have always been into cars...no I have always worshiped cars, and I felt like the automotive department was where I belonged. I work in an automotive shop to pay for school and I decided I wanted combine my love for cars with my passion for telling stories. I'll be done with my automotive certification by the end of the 2013 fall semester and wouldn't have been here had I not talked to the countless resources at UVU. That's what every student needs to do here at UVU, talk to our resources. When it comes to the teachers, the administrators and the advisors it can be said that everybody knows somebody. If every student could ask questions and use the resources right in front of them, then UVU can truly achieve their goal of helping students leave with both a degree and a resume. Look me up in a few years and maybe I'll be another one of UVU's countless success stories. HOW I FIGURED OUT WHAT TO BE WHEN I GREW UP Jonathan Boldt / Former UVU Editor and Chief As is the case with a lot of young kids, I wanted to be many different things when I grew up. The one that seem to stick for a long while, at least from the ages of 5-8, was that of a sanitation engineer. Otherwise known as a garbage man. The encouragement I received from my father who was a financial planner for most of his life seemed to echo the sentiments of a legendary episode of Seinfeld. "You're not going to be a garbage man! Not that there's anything wrong with that." He would say, his arms flung into the air with frustration. As an athlete in junior high and high school, my dreams wandered out into left field, quite literally. The better I became at baseball the more convinced I became that my future was somewhere in the realm of professional athletics. Poor health and honest self-reflection quickly pushed those thoughts out of mind as I entered the banking industry to pay for college. My time at the bank led to thinking that my job there may just be my future. After a few years of procrastinating my education and working at a bank, I knew that I had to go back to school full time and scrap finances to try and decide what my passion was. By chance, I was recruited by the sports editor to cover some games for the UVU Review and I fell in love. I knew I loved sports and loved to write but combine the two? That was the first time it had ever crossed my mind. Less than one year from my first assignment for the paper, I had been hired as the editor in chief and was well on my way to working in the industry. I began tinkering with the idea that maybe I should write news or other topics aside from sports as well. This past semester I have interned for the Deseret News as a sports writer and the many hours I have put in have never once felt like work. I just found out that they are sending me to Los Angeles to cover the NCAA national championship for volleyball in May. If the saying is true that if you find what you love then you'll never work a day in your life, then I'm looking forward to having put my working days behind me already. HEX/VI |