Dear Reader, 

I do not believe one or more specific places shape my experience and, therefore, my life. Sure, there are a few transformative places where I have made memories that I will never forget. But those, when grouped, do not solely shape me into the person I’ve become.

I started as a Staff Writer for The Plant, having just graduated from high school. Picture a girl who was unsure of her place in Dawson, filled with worry and nerves at the fact that maybe her writing wasn’t good enough. But The Plant’s team saw something in me, and I was accepted with open arms. Being the youngest in the room, I was always aiming to improve my writing. And, with effort and passion that didn’t go unnoticed, I was offered the position of Managing Editor for the Winter 2025 semester. I remember calling those closest to me out of pure excitement and happiness. I was moving in the direction I wanted to move in. The role of Editor-In-Chief was soon going to knock on my door and be welcomed into my life.  

And now I’m here, this Fall semester, writing my last Letter from the Editor. Time truly does fly. It’s surreal.

Being The Plant’s Editor-In-Chief has been one of those stand-out, transformative experiences in such a transformative place. I have learned so much. So so much. I have never felt growth in my life quite like the time I have spent leading this paper. This means so much to me. Writing means so much to me. 

I won’t deny the stress of the job, and at times it can feel so heavy. But, in this moment of looking back, The Plant is the reason I am the person I am today. And I thank those who have put me here, who trusted me, and saw potential in me. It means so much. Gratitude is consuming me. 

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Yours truly, 

Maya

Editor-In-Chief