Arek sarkissian II

Reading the mailbag section in the Wildcat during my two years as a staff writer was similar to getting a report card during my grade school days, only without the stern yelling from my father.

I remember sitting in my morning Spanish class, thumbing through the Wildcat, looking to see how many eye brows I raised as a result of my hours of blood, sweat and tears shed in producing just over 500 stinking words about rapes, protests, or anything else my editors threw at me.

It was great to see one, even better to see two, and a hat trick to see three letters written by students who wanted to comment on my stories. Both good and bad, they really let me, as a journalist, know whether I have left every stone unturned.

They also completed my purpose in this cutthroat field: To let readers know what is going on in our community and why.

Now, as I sit as chief of one of the largest college papers in the country, we are not receiving any letters to the editor ÷ that's a problem, and we are asking for your help to fix it.

So now I challenge you, the readers of the Wildcat, to grade us. Let us know how we are doing. We want to hear your spin on the issues. Our close-knit team of student journalists has put so much work into this publication (and for all that money). Well, let's just say this really proves their dedication to bringing you the best.