Welcome to The Carrington Courier, an online newspaper created to display my work. My name is Ashleigh Carrington Fields, and I am currently a journalism major at Howard University. I graduated from the International Baccalaureate Programme at East Mecklenburg High School in Charlotte, North Carolina. The first thing you should know about me is that I love to write. I love all forms of writing. I like to think of writing as a second hand emotion. It’s where my thoughts go to linger until they find a permanent home on some Google Doc or sheet of paper. However, I am sure every applicant loves to write, so I’ll share a little more with you about what aspects of my life give me the courage to write.
Running gives me motivation to write. Although I have only been running for four years, I think it’s safe to say I have found yet another passion. Just like writing, running has made it clear to me that a story is never finished. Even when a race is over, there is still more training and teaching to be done. I believe that I love writing and running because they are both constantly evolving independent of the world around them. They give me a space to release my emotions in a productive yet competitive manner that gives me a sense of accomplishment.
When speaking of accomplishment, I simply cannot forget to mention my mother. She is the reason I began to write. She’s an Emmy award winning broadcast journalist and writer for the past 25 years. Everyday, I wake up and watch her share a story on the news which inspires me to continue to write.
Lastly, my time spent abroad has motivated me to write. I have seen so many different cultures and people which has inspired me to document their life. I think traveling has helped me realize that everyone has a story that deserves to be told. In the picture above I am praying with a young school girl I met on a mission trip to Haiti. Her story was traumatizing. After surviving the devastating earthquake in her country to which she lost her parents, she became a mother to her two younger siblings. She gained the responsibility of feeding, clothing, and protecting them. Hearing her story made me realize that I have a responsibility as a journalist. I must work to protect and uphold the life and experience of others with my words.