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The carillon was given to UNH in 1952 to honor the late "Dad" Henderson, longtime UNH registrar. Former UNH News Bureau Director L. Franklin "Frank" Herald began playing the carillon in 1982.

Speakers Speak, Students Listen and Learn

            Chris Outcalt is a good journalist. Not that I have much experience but from what I have read of his writing, he’s pretty good. His articles are interesting--I read all one million pages of his Murder in Vale piece--and he seems like he has a lot of knowledge to offer.

            I thoroughly enjoyed class the day that he came to speak. It really brought everything we’ve been learning into focus. It made me realize that these things actually apply to our future careers as professional journalists and that the skills we develop now will be useful later on.

            Chris brought up an interesting point. He talked about all the internships he’s done and how they have led to jobs and it made me think about my future and how I should be preparing for it. I need to be lining up internships and writing articles and reading articles and…………….so many things. It almost made me panic because I feel like I am not doing enough. But it was very beneficial to see what a successful journalist has done, is doing and will do. 

There is no me in article but there is an i

            I’ve learned that you’re not supposed to put yourself into your articles, that a journalist should write about a subject and not get involved. Opinions = bad. But when is it appropriate? Obviously opinion pieces will be full of--you guessed it--opinions, but what about everything else? Where is the line?

            I personally dislike not being able to put myself in my pieces. I feel like I’m not even a part of them. I am the writer, the one choosing which words to use, where to put quotes and when to hit the return key, but I still don’t feel like I’m involved. How is one supposed to stay removed enough to maintain the focus on your subject, but involved enough to instill life and personality into an article?

            I especially struggle with this because I normally write poems and song lyrics, so I am used to including my own thoughts and perspectives into my writing. The switch to this more removed sort of writing style is hard for me, but I am getting used to it. Perhaps it’s just a matter of balance, or it goes on a piece-by-piece basis. 

Leopard Reported Missing

Danger! Danger! Leopard missing!


This morning zookeepers at the Durham Zoo discovered that their rare spotted leopard had apparently gone missing. A search of the zoo grounds is underway, but the leopard may have left the area and be walking through Durham.


“We will first search every inch of this zoo,” said Police Chief William Blair. “If possible, Fluffy will be shot with a tranquilizer gun. But if necessary, we will shoot to kill.”


The 10-year-old Romanian spotted leopard---whose name is Fluffy--is black with white spots, weighs 146 pounds and can run 60 miles per hour. A rare breed of leopard, it is the only known female spotted leopard in existence. Its kind was driven to the brink of extinction in Romania due to its appetite for children under 8 years old.
 

"Fluffy is a wonderful, warm, gentle cat who has never hurt anyone," said the zoo's chief zoologist, Kitty Smith. "But if these cats are cornered--or encountered on a dark night or in a dark alley--their defense is to kill, and to kill quickly."


If you encounter the leopard, the best course of action is to avoid eye contact at all costs and to slowly drop to the ground, go limp and lay still. Fluffy may sniff and lick you, but she is not likely to react violently unless she senses fear.


The Durham Police, in addition to the New Hampshire State Police and the State Wildlife Department, are scouring every inch of the zoo in order to find the leopard. If their search is futile, they will begin to search the neighborhood—moving farther and farther away from the zoo.

 
“We are concerned because this is a residential neighborhood with an elementary school and many daycare centers and we don’t want Fluffy wandering around after the kids get out of school,” said Blair.


Their goal is to find her by 2 p.m. before schools let out for the day. If this does not happen, it could be a “very messy night”, according to Blair. Leopards have excellent night vision and to combat this advantage, the National Guard is supplying five helicopters with infrared sensors.


“We’re gonna find this cat if it kills us,” said Blair.
 

Finding Fluffy is a must because not only is she a threat to the public, but she is also loved among the zoo workers and the Durham community.


“We love that cat, and we don’t want to lose her,” said zoo director Gerry Durrell.
 

Fellow Fluffy fan James Petronkis is equally upset. A resident of Newmarket, he comes to the zoo every day in order to see Fluffy. When he arrived this morning at 9:30, everything seemed normal. But once he got to the cage, he could tell that something was wrong.


“Fluffy usually draws the straw up into a nest when she sleeps,” said Petronkis, “but there was no nest—there wasn’t even any straw.”


Petronkis claims that he told the guard and was told to mind his own business. To get the attention of the zoo workers, he pulled the fire alarm. After a half hour in which nothing happened, Petronkis told them again. When they checked the cage, they discovered that the leopard was missing and, as Petronkis puts it, “all hell broke loose.”

 
Police flocked to the scene and visitors were pushed toward the exits. Petronkis hid behind a building to witness the events unfolding.

 

“Cops with guns drawn were everywhere,” he said. “People were screaming. It sounded like a thousand cars squealing their tires. It was mayhem.”

 

According to Durrell, they immediately noticed Fluffy’s absence when they opened the zoo this morning at 9:30. The door was shut and did not appear to be altered. The fencing was unbroken and everything seemed normal at the time. Fluffy was last seen in her cage last night at 9 o’clock.

 

“We have no idea what time Fluffy escaped or where she went,” said Durrell, who teared up while speaking to reporters. “We are doing everything we can to find her and bring her back.”

 

 

Coming Down to the Wire

            Spring is a season that arrives and then is gone. It is an in-between time that separates winter from summer. Everything--the whole world aka every college ever aka UNH--is gearing up for summer vacation. Exams, projects, papers, graduations, internships, jobs, travelling. It’s all very crazy. Students are trying to raise their grades, do extra credit and generally making sure they don’t f*** up.

            My problem (wow I sure have a lot of them, don’t I?) is that we only have a few weeks left in which to complete all our articles. I’ve been pretty good about satisfying the requirements (profile, TNH, meeting etc.) but I have my local issue story to do and also my pass to use. I don’t know if anyone can answer this question, but do we have a story do on the last day of class (May 6)?

            If we do, there are three articles left; if not, there are two. That means there is not a lot of room for messing around. I definitely need to do my local issue story for next week and I am starting to feel the pressure to fit everything into this little slot we like to call Finals Month. Okay, I just made that up but it is fitting. Everyone I have talked to has a ridiculous amount of work to do and I’m pretty sure it’s not going to let up until school has finished.

            Let’s do this! 

Registration Problems

           When the bitter hand of winter lightens its grasp on the UNH campus and warm days tempt students with the promise of summer, you know what’s coming. It is that time of year again, ladies and gentlemen. Registration time.

            I, personally, find a certain amount of pleasure in choosing my classes. Making one’s schedule is akin to solving a puzzle. It can be complex and challenging, but in the end--when all the pieces have fallen into place--it is ever so satisfying.

            It is usually this way for me, but Fall 2013 is quickly becoming the most difficult puzzle yet. This is due to one reason: Advanced Newswriting, also known as ENGL 622. You see, I have to take this class next semester because it is a prerequisite for just about every other journalism class. The class in itself (not that I know of at least) is not the problem. The problem is that it is only offered on Thursdays from 9:40 to 11:30. Oddly enough, this two hour period conflicts with all the other classes that I was thinking about taking.

            Why?????????

            Good-bye interesting English classes that I so wanted to take.

            I guess that’s what happens when you get older. As you progress in your college career, there are less classes that you need to take and less time to take them. I am also studying abroad next spring, so I have to take certain classes before I am a senior.

            Obviously this is not a huge problem, but it is annoying.

            Looks like I’m stuck with Intro to Puppetry.

            

The Not So Scary New Hampshire

            I went to a TNH meeting! Yay me. Yes this is another post about TNH.

            It was really weird. To say the least.

            I practically ran there from the gym (red-faced and pony tail whipping back and forth) but I made it on time. All I knew about this endeavor was the time, the room and that I had to be there for my journalism class. Other than that, I didn’t know what to expect.            

            It was oddly informal. An oval table in a room in the MUB, chairs scattered about and people trailing in at random. I thought it would be more like a court hearing, all tense silence and strict guidelines. It was in the sense that writers were on one side and editors were on another but other than that it was fairly relaxed. To start, we went around the room and said our names and major. In addition there was an icebreaker: which UNH Facebook page do you like the best? Most people said UNH Confessions (understandably so), but the interesting thing was that this icebreaker actually did what it was supposed to do: it broke the ice. People started talking about funny posts they had seen on the pages and in no time it was like a normal college kid conversation. All laughs and that’s what she said jokes.

            After we had gotten back on topic, each editor introduced their pitches and tossed them onto the table. I didn’t know how people would get their stories but I did not expect that it would just be a free-for-all. When everyone had pitched their stories, it was pretty much like “Go!” Everyone started grabbing papers and it was first come first serve.

            In conclusion, those TNH people are cray.