There was this ball. It was blue, red and a little soft. You know, the bean bag kind. The ball was thrown across the table to another student. He stood up, walked to the front of the room, said his 3 to 5 mins speech without any audio or visual aids. The speech was video-ed and he got immediate feedback from the class.
I sat uncomfortably in my seat, not wishing to speak. The ball looped over. It was my turn!
I walked to the front, plagued with self doubt. Not too sure if I knew what to say. The topic which I chose was something I feel keenly for, but do I know enough to captivate the audience for 5 mins? Without any aids?
As I took my position & felt the presence of a “stage”, the fear slipped away. A certain courage & strength took over. A voice rang clear and powerful – was it mine? For 4 mins, I shared stories that until now I felt no one understood. The room listened with apt attention, at times responding with laughter and nods.
As I returned to my seat after the speech, my heart danced. :) There was this joy as I realised… I did my act of courage! I stood for something I believed in, and I stood up for myself. I am truly very thankful for the opportunity.