"It is a success speech. You will
give a one minute speech on a great success you have had, and you
will bring up a symbol of it. You cannot have any notes."
My communications teacher always has
interesting conversations. Generally on the speeches, though she
often does digress slightly.
"It is due next class."
I got the speech, went up, and the
combined fluorescent lights, headache, and terror of public speaking
made me have one of those times when I have no clue what I am doing,
saying, or seeing. I had no clue what I was doing or saying, but came
back to myself in time to realize that I had not shown my symbol. I
did that, and concluded it somehow or other, and headed back to my
seat.
"I didn't lose consciousness,"
I commented to the person next to me.
"What?"
"I stayed conscious the whole
time. That was more than I expected."
The teacher gave me my grade. I had
gotten 76/80, and had spoken for 1:43, and did not remember a single
second of it.
"Good speech," the teacher
said, "Good hook. Congratulations. Lightning!"
"Lightning? Did I talk about
lightning?"
I recollected my topic however, and
hoped that I actually be there for the next speech. Because I
certainly was not this time.
I can't help contrasting this to the football-farce piece. This is so nicely-judged, so sure in its effects, so confident in the material, so droll, so impervious to possible teacher's negativity.
ReplyDeleteIt is interesting! And humorous!