“I’m
in the room with the other nine contestants. Two judges came in the room. I
felt the pressure inside the room, and I think I need a hotdog.”
If you would ask me to describe my experience about the
Inter-class speech competition, I would describe my experience to a hotdog. Its
either you’re buns are ready but your hotdog is still cold inside, or you’re a
perfect piece of hotdog that a person would take a blissful bite. I have to be
honest I don’t have the experience speaking in front of a very large crowd, and
testing my abilities if you’re the “perfect hotdog.”
I have the feeling that people would stare into your
soul. I don’t why I felt that way that very time. No matter how many times I
memorize my speech, I ended up having a mental blackout. I hate being pressured
to be honest it’s like juggling knives without having the experience of doing
so in front of a large crowd. To avoid the feeling of pressure, I imagine
things like I would walk under the sunshine, or simply end the elimination
round early.
All of us contestants went back to the room for the
results. When I didn’t hear my name, the feeling is like having a long, good
shower after a week of no bath. Although it’s weird of me to celebrate but I
know I didn’t made myself through so my dad would be proud of me. Well I
believe that the contestant gave their all but it’s the elimination, so some of
us are not in.
I am one of the cold-centered hotdog. I am not ready to
be “eaten” by people yet. The experience was really memorable but I know I lack
one thing only, and that is confidence. This Inter-class speech competition
does give me a lesson and a reminder of improvement. It was a blast, really.
After the competition, they said that the results would
be announced on the next day. Man, what a cliffhanger! I guess I’m going to buy
hotdog and predict on who will win the competition.
For
now, have this One Punch Dog.
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