The lessons learned here at CSUDH will continue to guide me elsewhere.
By Viri Garcia Gallardo, Executive Editor
I always knew I wanted to be a journalist. I just didn’t know how to become one.
I didn’t know how to pitch a story, where to begin, or whether I truly had what it took. I started college shy, quiet, and full of self-doubt. But somewhere between late nights in the newsroom, first drafts, tough edits, and stories that pushed me to grow, I began to believe in my voice—and in the impact my work could have.
It all started last semester, when I joined The Bulletin.
I remember being nervous about taking the news production course. I wanted to avoid the class, but it was required for my major. If I wanted to walk the stage, I had to face it. Honestly, I was scared. I didn’t know how to approach journalism at this level. I knew I liked to write, and thought I was good at it, but I had never published anything.
At my first pitch meeting, I was completely lost. I didn’t know what kind of story to write or how to even approach it. I turned to my advisor for help and even told him I didn’t think I was cut out for it. But he reassured me, and that support never faded throughout my time in the newsroom. It was a constant reminder that even when things felt overwhelming, there was always a way forward.
My first story was about the “Brackish Water” exhibit that was on display at the University Art Gallery last semester. It wasn’t a topic I was particularly interested in, but it became one of my strongest pieces. From there, I began experimenting with new beats: arts, culture, immigration, and student life, focusing on stories that felt meaningful to me.
One of the most memorable moments from last semester was when I wrote a story about a first-generation student. I didn’t know much about them, but their family reached out to thank me for how I told their story. It reminded me of the power of writing with care and intention.
I’ve never set out to change the world, but if my words can reach even one person, that’s more than enough.
This semester, I took on the role of executive editor. I was hesitant—I didn’t think I was ready. But with a smaller team and many new writers in the newsroom, I realized: if not me, then who? I stepped up not just to lead, but to create a space where the team could grow. I wanted to be the voice of reassurance I once needed—to show them that it will be okay, even when it doesn’t feel like it.
Along the way, I’ve also learned lessons I’ll carry far beyond this newsroom, especially from our professor, who ends every class with the following benediction:
“Work hard. Stay humble. Be kind. Believe in yourself. Do good, and everything will be alright.”
Those words stayed with me during long nights of editing, when stories fell through, and when I doubted myself. They reminded me that the best work comes when you show up as your full self.
Not only have I seen this growth in myself, but my family has seen it too—from printed articles to award recognition. Their support has kept me grounded and motivated.
Earlier this month, I drove up to San Francisco with some of my peers for the annual Society of Professional Journalists Mark of Excellence awards. We returned to LA with recognition for our opinion writing, which included my editorial about the hopes and concerns of undocumented youth following the 2024 General Election.
As a beneficiary of DACA, writing that piece was deeply meaningful. It was a reflection of my lived experience and a statement of who I am. For it to be named a Finalist for a MOE award reminded me of the power of good journalism—not just to inform, but to connect, represent, and empower.
That road trip up to the Bay was one of the most meaningful experiences I’ve had during my time here at CSUDH. It’s a memory I hold close, and one that wouldn’t have been possible without The Bulletin. Now, with graduation just around the corner, I don’t regret a single moment. The Bulletin taught me how to lead, how to write with purpose, and how to be myself.
Next fall, I’ll start the next phase of my journalism journey as a graduate student at Cal State Fullerton. I’ll carry with me the lessons I learned here at Dominguez Hills. This newsroom taught me that it’s okay to be myself, to take things one step at a time, and to trust that everything will indeed be alright—as long as we keep pushing forward.