‘IB night, a night that we can never forget’. It was an unforgettable night, I would not forget about it. It is a night in where I was asked to do something in my comfort zone yet it is not. I am okay with presenting and talking in front of a public audience using a microphone but the material I brought was something weird in my book.
For the last 2 years, I was a music student back in the IGCSE programme. I just recently went into the art world and discovered it’s wonders as I did last year in music. It’s fun, I must admit it and similar to music in a way. But, I just feel really weird. Getting an ex-music student to represent Cita Hati’s IB Art department? That’s almost hilarious.
What firstly happened was that I was offered by my Art teacher, Mr. Aji to present something from my recent projects. I said yes, knowing that I was complete in terms of material for what I might present. The realization of me having to represent the whole Art department happened a few days before the big day itself. I question. Why me? There’s a whole lot of people that can do it rather than me, the only ex-Music student that transferred to the Art side. But hey, challenges are challenges. They are meant to be conquered and dominated.
On the big day, I waited eagerly for my turn to present. I wasn’t the first one to present it (thankfully) but I saw how well my friend, Laura did. She was amazing, I can’t even match up to her in my practice. And I was downsized in confidence. How am I gonna talk to these parents and junior classmen, about the same topic Laura did? Well it did fell into the same topic but with different contents, but still. I have every reason to feel discouraged. Truthfully, that was the opposite that actually happened. I ignored my possible mistake, talking nervously up front, with all my heart. I did my best. I went through the presentation without hesitation. I conquered my fears. My doubts. And after going down the stage, finishing my journey of doubts, it was all already over. I didn’t even felt it. To be honest, it was the shortest 6 minutes of my life. It went fine and just like in practice. Exactly like practice.
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