As a rookie correspondent covering the Quezon City beat for the Philippine Daily Globe, I was determined to make a lasting impression on my editors. Fresh from earning my philosophy degree, I was eager to unleash my knowledge of grandiose vocabulary on the world. Little did I know, my first week on the job would be a baptism by fire, leading me down a rabbit hole that would change my perception of the education system forever.
My first assignment was to investigate the rising costs of tuition fees in the city's top universities. Armed with a notebook and pen, I set out to interview students, professors, and administrators, hoping to gather enough material to write a compelling exposé. But as I delved deeper into the story, I began to notice something peculiar. Every time I asked about tuition fees, I would get a puzzled look, followed by a corrective remark.
'Ah, you mean the matriculation fee?' or 'I think you're referring to the enrollment fee?' They would say. I was baffled. Wasn't the term 'tuition fee' the standard term used to describe the cost of attending university? The more I pressed on, the more I realized that my sources were, in fact, correct. The phrase 'tuition fee' was a misnomer, a colloquialism that had been perpetuated by the general public.
Intrigued, I decided to dig deeper, scouring through ancient tomes and dusty archives to uncover the etymology of the term. And what I found was astonishing. The word 'tuition' comes from the Latin 'tutio,' meaning 'protection' or 'guardianship.' In medieval times, tuition referred to the guardianship or care of a pupil, not the cost of attending school. The term 'tuition fee' was, in fact, a misunderstanding, a linguistic evolution that had transpired over centuries.
Armed with this new knowledge, I sat down to write my exposé, determined to set the record straight. But as I began to type, I realized that the story was bigger than I had initially anticipated. It wasn't just about the misuse of a term; it was about the way we think about education, the way we conceptualize the cost of learning.
So, I scrapped my initial draft and started anew, determined to tell a more nuanced story. The result was a feature piece that explored the complexities of education financing, the nuances of language, and the power of knowledge. It was a story that challenged the status quo, one that sparked a national conversation about the way we talk about education.
Looking back, I realize that my first week as a correspondent was a defining moment in my career. It taught me the importance of intellectual curiosity, the value of critical thinking, and the power of language to shape our perceptions. And it reminded me that, sometimes, the most profound stories are the ones that lie hidden beneath the surface, waiting to be uncovered by a curious and intrepid journalist.