I never thought much about race when I was younger. Despite growing up in a predominantly white area of North London and attending a predominantly white school, the subject rarely crossed my mind. I was well into my teens before I began thinking more deeply about my identity and how society views me as a black girl.
I’ve come to the end of my three-year journalism course (sigh). Earlier this year I helped out with admissions interviews and met some prospective students who hope to study journalism at Westminster this year. They asked me what advice I’d give them to succeed on a journalism course. Continue reading