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10 questions to ask yourself before you tweet!📱

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Twitter is great for many things, but there are also many downsides.

Some estimate that Twitter has more than 300 million monthly active users.

With so many voices in one place, there are so many differing opinions.

Recent examples of tweets that did more harm than good:

Here are ten things that I ask myself before I tweet: 

(1) Would I share this thought from a podium?

Think about it, how would you feel if those words left your mouth while you were standing at a podium?

(2) Read it three times and then ask yourself ‘Did I hesitate before hitting send?’ 

(3) Will it come back to haunt me (especially if a screenshot exists)?

(4) Will this tweet add value to people’s lives? 

(5) Is it verified information from a credible source? 

(6) Will this tweet start a conversation or an argument? 

If arguments are your thing, go for it!

(7) What is the purpose of this tweet? (to inform, to point out a valuable hidden perspective). 

(8) Is this is a fact or opinion? 

(9) Am I attacking anyone indirectly? 

(10) Am I sharing someone’s private information? 

Examples: Photos or videos that reveal a person’s home address, social security number, etc.

Bonus question: Do I have to use all 280 characters?

Let’s just say sometimes less is more.

Note: As a public figure things are different for me, but I hope the takeaways are helpful.

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#20somethinglessons

 

 

Again, a special thanks to everyone for all the wonderful birthday wishes!

The older I get, the more I appreciate each birthday.

I know that everyday is not promised and I’m so grateful for each day.

This year I celebrated in New York City, which was perfect.

New York City always inspires me to chase my dreams.

It’s a city filled with hustlers, who have defied the odds.

Example #1: Beatboxer I ran into at the subway station.

As promised, on Instagram, here’s the list of lessons I’ve learned over the years.

(1) Prayer works

(2) You have the power to change the things you do not like

(3) People will treat you, based on how you treat yourself

(4) You can’t control anyone, but you can always control your own energy. More #positivevibes always.

(5) Limit time with people who are not confident/happy with themselves

(6) Close mouths don’t get fed

(7) Value friendships & family members

(8) Take care of your temple

(9) Listen to criticism & improve when necessary

(10) Be self-reliant, you are always your best backup

(11) You reap, what you sow

(12) Karma (noun) – “The sum of a person’s actions in this and previous states of existence, viewed as deciding their fate in future existences.”

(13) Get to know yourself while you’re single

(14) Write down every idea, even the silly ideas

(15) Time is the most precious gift ever known to man, don’t waste it 🗣

(16) Try to learn something new every month

(17) Choose words wisely. Being honest doesn’t have to be harsh.

(18) Treat yourself when necessary

(19) Giving is therapeutic 

(20) Practice kindness as often as possible 

Note: The title of this post was inspired by the book 20-something, 20-everything: A quarter-life woman’s guide to balance and direction

Another first #CapitalEmmys

 

I recently read Charlamagne Tha God’s book, which basically chronicled his growing pains (from troubled young man living in Moncks Corner, South Carolina to popular radio personality in the number one market and across the nation). The main takeaway was that many achievements are usually not accomplished overnight, although social media may create an illusion.

With that in mind, I spent a lot of time thinking about the words I shared on instagram last night. I know my journey is just starting and I’m no Charlamagne, but it was important for me to point out that I didn’t magically win 2 Emmy awards.

As I mentioned in last night’s post (featured below), I have lots of people to thank.

Being a journalist is tough and making the decision to pursue this career was even more difficult. I had to first get over the doubt and the naysayers. I also had to reassure my parents that I would be ok, despite the low starting salary and unusual hours. I’m so glad they trusted me.

To be honest, I felt crazy in the first few months of my career.

I was a multimedia journalist (MMJ), in a town much smaller than what I was accustomed to in New York and New Jersey and I felt lonely in my first one bedroom apartment. I was often times homesick.

Eventually my colleagues became my family (which is typically what happens everywhere I work).

At my next stop, in Louisville, I felt a little more comfortable but I still felt homesick. I was even farther from my family (10 hours). I’m sure it’s a feeling many journalists can relate to.

Despite the loneliness I felt, I don’t regret one bit of any of those moments. They made me stronger. I learned so much in Louisville that I probably couldn’t learn anywhere else. Not only was I a better reporter, but I also found a few amazing friends. I believe they were placed in my life for a reason.

Being back in D.C. is a dream come true. I can’t quite put it into words. For the first few months, I wanted someone to pinch me. It feels familiar. It feels like home. It’s the city where I learned how to be a journalist and the young woman I am today.

This post wasn’t about the Emmy awards, it was a message to someone who needed a little extra motivation to keep going.

“If the ship doesn’t make it, you will.” – Rev. Dr. Howard-John Wesley

 

This Emmy Award is a reminder that all my sacrifices were not in vain. It’s a reminder that my dreams are real. A reminder that I am good enough. A reminder that nothing good comes easy. A reminder that God makes a way out of no way. Who would’ve thought that 15 years later, this Jamaican immigrant would accomplish all that I have. I don’t celebrate my accomplishments often, but this one is one that I’ve dreamt of for a long time. I have so many people to thank for this moment, including my many mentors, the many organizations that believed in me when I wasn’t sure I had what it takes (Howard University, NABJ, T. Howard, Meredith Cronkite Fellowship, UNC-CBC Diversity Fellowship and my current and former bosses who believe(d) in me. Thanks for taking a risk. This year the real MVP was my bae @samantha.chatman, who told me not to give up on my passion. Trust me, I was close. I love you. I can never repay you. And, last but not least, my rocks…my family (my siblings, aunts and uncles and my parents). A big shout out to my parents who have always showered with me love, which kept me going. #CapitalEmmys ———————— This Emmy was for our @nmaahc coverage. We witnessed and documented history. Thank you for that opportunity.

A post shared by Anna-Lysa Gayle (@annalysagayle) on Jun 24, 2017 at 6:30pm PDT

 

 

Recap: Hurricane Matthew Coverage 

Thank you all for your well wishes, while I tracked Hurricane Matthew in Charleston, SC. 

After killing hundreds in Haiti, more than two dozen were killed when Hurricane Matthew whipped through Florida, Georgia, Virginia and the Carolinas. 

“Matthew battered Florida, Georgia, South Carolina, North Carolina and Virginia for days before weakening and veering out to sea on Sunday. The powerful storm was blamed for the death of 35 people..” – ABC

My prayers go out to all those impacted by the powerful storm. 

The reports above, aired on ABC7, NC8 and our sister station ABC News 4 in South Carolina.

An unforgettable moment #makinghistory

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September 24, 2016 is a day I will never forget.

 

It’s a day that brought tears to my eyes and one that has inspired me to continue living out my dreams.

I started to get emotional during the dedication ceremony for the National Museum of African History and Culture, when Patti Labelle sang Sam Cooke’s ‘A Change Is Gonna Come’.

The song perfectly captured the mood, and it helped us to reflect on our painful history.

When I heard the words, “It has been a long time coming”, I instantly thought about my ancestors. I thought about slavery, the men and women who could not vote, those who experienced segregation and those who fought against those injustices.

In that moment, the museum was on display in the crowd. There were those, participating in the dedication ceremony, who represented the struggle for equal rights (like Rep. John Lewis).

“I can hear the distant voice of ancestors whispering by the night fire: ‘Steal away, steal away home, ain’t got long to stay here.’ A big bold choir shouting, ‘I woke up this morning with my mind stayed on freedom.’ All of the voices roaming, for centuries, have finally found a home here in this great monument to our pain, our suffering, and our victory.” – Civil Rights Icon Rep. John Lewis

Click here to read his full speech.

President Barack Obama, the first African-American president, was the symbol of hope. I look forward to telling my children about the day I watched him celebrate the first National Museum of African American History and Culture.

“Yes, this museum tells the story of people who’ve felt the indignity, the small and large humiliations of a whites only sign or wept at the side of Emmett Till’s coffin or fell to their knees on shards of stained glass outside a church where four little girls died. But it also tells the story of the black and white youth sitting alongside each other, straight backed, so full of dignity on those lunch counter stools. The story of six-year-old Ruby Bridges — pigtails, fresh pressed dress — walking that gauntlet to get to school. Tuskegee Airmen soaring the skies, not just to beat a dictator, but to reaffirm the promise of our democracy and remind us that all of us are created equal.”- President Barack Obama

Click here to read his full speech.

 

 

I have not seen the entire museum, but I did have a chance to take a look at some of the exhibits. Here’s a recap:

 

 

 

 

 

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