Ease of Speech

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Public speaking is a lot like being cut open and operated on by a room full of people. All of their hands poke, prod, and shift around inside you as you try to guide their hands towards your heart. The whole ordeal is extremely invasive and morbid, and I absolutely love it. Some people tend to stress over what the audience thinks of them, but not me. It took me a long time to realize it, but every audience wants nothing more than to have a good time and enjoy the show. No one out in the crowd is analyzing your delivery or nitpicking your word choice. Everyone wants to believe that you are a great speaker. First, though, you must believe that yourself. My middle school years were a sort of social hibernation for me. I literally cannot remember talking to anyone other than my friend Matt for all of seventh grade. Eighth and ninth grade were better, but high school was a completely new animal that was just a few months away. The last semester before high school, my mother forced me to take a public speaking class to make me more comfortable with talking, and here is where I learned to speak with something more than a just feeble drawl. I spoke with passion. Speaking to a group helped me to make the “conversation” less personal. For some reason, it was easier to relate to fifteen people than it was to relate to one or two. If I told a joke, people were more likely to laugh when I was standing in front of the class than if we were just exchanging small talk. Something about the situation loosed everyone up and allowed for a more accepting feel. I took my new understanding of crowd mentality and practiced with it. By the time I left that class, I was speaking like a social human being in front of the class and at the lunch table, get... ... middle of paper ... ...your latest joke than your previous stumbles. The event was a tremendous personal success. I threw myself into other events in accordance. I played Lynn Roper, an expert witness in drug safety and educational administration, in a mock trial competition. I entered a speech contest where I discussed the downside of texting on my generation’s social abilities. In addition, I find myself standing in front of a group and talking whenever the opportunity arises. No matter how bad I do, there is no shortage of people to tell me just how stunning I was or, at least, to tell me how brave I am for public speaking in the first place. Bravery is fine, but, to one day have a fangroup of your own, you need to be smart. Sometimes it is easier to calm the dragon than it is to slay it with a sword, just as it is to win an audience with ease of speech than with a “perfect” strategy.

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