As you make your way to shake the hand of the Contest Chair. Don’t panic this is just practice. One does not have to solve the world problems. Hmm well maybe
This is a performance. I’ve got this. Breathe just breathe and relax. The topic is put to me and it’s like a slap in the face with a wet fish. I have a beginning and an end. Easy just flesh out the middle and also try and think of a summary or conclusion. I’m trying to keep that heart from thumping out of my chest. The topic has also floored me. Too late I’m going to go with. Damn the rules this is a real talk this is delivering something important.
The topic, which shall not be named, mostly because I am not sure. Did I understand the question. I tell myself this as I am almost tele-ported to that moment. Emotion is all I have and let it pour out. I trust myself that in my retort. I hope that all my practising at Toastmasters affords me that method to calmly deliver a real pearler of a speech an take out the prize. The tears are now welling trying to interfere with the vision the depth of a story I am trying to unfold. Damn the rules. I will blind them all with emotion. I’m so dishevelled I can’t even breathe straight. Has that red light just come on. There is 29 seconds to go.
It’s all over and I can breathe and relax. But the tears now flow. Note to self just curb that emotion and keep on trying to mould it into that shape of a speech.
A beginning – A middle – An end with a summary . So simple and elegant. But elegance and all that takes practice . What’s next – Get on to requesting that speech. Accept that challenge.