Pencil Girl Was in I was in a terrible position in front of all the students on the stage [4K]

Pencil Girl Was in I was in a terrible position in front of all the students on the stage




Stage Fright
Hello there, I’m Emma and this is yet another evil chapter from my teen years. It goes way back to the days when everything was so calm and inspiring. I reckon I was in the 9th grade. Back then, I was not exactly a nerdy kid; I was just an average student who had an intense passion for poetry. My school held poetry competitions every year. And this competition used to be held in front of the whole goddamn school surpassing about 2k 3k students from different grades. And do not get me started on the judges of the contest. Plus, my parents were there as well.
Now, here comes the part I was dying to get! We were in class and the teacher was picking out the students who are to participate. I can also remember the name of the teacher who persuaded me to take part. Her name was Mrs. Hamilton. Back then, students who got good grades in English were randomly picked. I knew I was just different, even Mrs. Hamilton knew I had passion that every other student lacked. Well, whatever the case was, at that day when I got picked first; I was just ecstatic. So, I was selected along with a friend from my section. His name was Mike; and even though we were never really close friends; he was very supportive and outgoing.
And then came the day I was waiting for; the day I was supposed to shine like a solo star in a dark sky. And by dark sky I mean that no other student compares to my passion. I was the 3rd participant to go on stage. I can still recall that when the 2nd participant was concluding his last lines, my legs started shaking a bit. But that happens to everyone, right? Doesn't mean you're less confident or anything. And that's totally normal at that stage. I tried to soothe my nerves and tell myself that it was finally time for me to shine. While I was busy thinking about all of this, out of the blue, my name was called. I became a bit more nervous. I've spoken many a times in front of a large audience. But this was my first time; to speak without holding and looking at a piece of paper. But I told myself that there's a first time for everything. I took slow steps and got on stage. I started memorizing the poet's name and the lines I was supposed to recite. The poet was Robert Frost. Now, I reached for the microphone and started the cliché introductory line every speaker must adhere to.
“Good morning to all of you. I'm Emma and I'll be presenting before you the poem ‘The Road Not Taken' by Robert Frost.” I started narrating the first 5 or maybe 6 lines of the poem in an excellent manner. Everything was going really smooth. Then I don't know what the happened that instant. I just paused. Yes, just like that. I have no freaking idea about what was I thinking at that moment. But I've forgotten the next verses. I kept staring at the audience. And then all of a sudden, I burst out. I broke down. I started crying. Tears started rolling down my powdered cheeks. I heard someone say ‘Thank you and come back, Emma” from behind. But I just didn't acknowledge the voice of the person. And so, I kept on weeping quietly on the stage in front of that huge audience and my family. I stood firm and still. Then, Mrs. Hamilton came on to the stage, wiped my tears off with her bare hands and took me backstage. I felt like a walking disappointment. I avoided direct eye contact with any of my family members.
Backstage, every participant consoled me and told me that it's just a competition and there are many more to come. So don't trouble your heart, chill, relax, drink some water and enjoy the rest of the show. And you know what guys, it made me even more cheerful, my friends; especially that supportive Mike we mentioned earlier. He complimented me on the 5 or 6 verses of the poem I've narrated in a good manner. I have learned a lot from this humiliation and I do not consider it as one of the worst things that happened to me. I did benefit a lot from that experience of mine. I really did. So yes, I've become more confident onstage than before and yes, I don't really care about my embarrassing teen years anymore. Most of the bad chapters of my teen years; turned out as great life lessons.



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