I remember spitting my gum out right before I walked into the humid classroom for seventh grade drama night. I tasted the residue of mint and the fresh blood from where I had just bit my cheek from nervousness. When the classroom was ready for the next group, we were called into the room to get in our opening spots for our skit. It was noisy, there were parents, siblings, grandparents, anyone and everyone I could think of seemed to be sitting there. Their voices quieted down when we took our places. It was pure silence. I guarantee that everyone in that room could hear my heart beating, it was radiating through my body and louder than a drum. My hands were so clammy and I could’ve sworn that every single pair of eyes were staring straight through …show more content…
I was going to do a how to speech on making peanut butter and jelly. Everyone knew how to make peanut butter and jelly, there was no way I could mess this up. A few short weeks later full of preparing and practice, it was my day to give my speech. My name was called and I stood up onto shaky knees and fumbling hands to get all of my things ready. Standing in front of the class all I could see was twenty pairs of eyes staring at me. On a normal day, people made comments when I spoke in class; they acted like I was mute and my voice was a miracle. I wondered what they would think after this peanut butter and jelly how-to. I took a deep breath, trying to remind myself not to lock my knees while I spoke and I began. I was quiet, I’m sure hardly anyone could hear me. I got through my introduction and went immediately into the steps. I demonstrated the easy process of putting the peanut butter on, the jelly following and finally placing the two pieces together. I was almost done! I wrapped my conclusion up quickly and took my seat. Feeling somewhat accomplished only lasted a split second before hearing that I was under the time requirement. It hit me like a truck that my personal sense of accomplishment didn’t matter at all when it came to grading my speech, I ended up getting a B on that first …show more content…
We had done multiple other little speeches leading up to this moment, and I’d been trying to get my grade back to an A because of that first speech. But, none of those little speeches compared to drama night. We were placed into groups and we picked our skit all in the same day. I kept asking myself, was a couple weeks enough time to prepare this endless skit? I sure wasn’t convinced. We picked the skit about the death of a hamster, and unfortunately, my group didn’t like talking in front of people either and I ended up as the main role in our skit. I acted tough and took the role, no one could know that I was actually trembling in a state of anxiousness inside. I told myself that if I started crying because I was so scared I could tell people I was acting.... my hamster just died, remember? We practiced and practiced and practiced some more. I knew my lines by heart, I was comfortable with my group members. Everything seemed to be going well until it was the week of drama night. I knew my lines, I trusted my group, why I was so nervous is a question I’ll never know the answer to. The little voice in my head reminded me that if I didn’t get a good grade on this skit, I would have a B in the class. I tried talking positive to myself to calm down, it didn’t work too well. The week was all an anxious blur. The night came and there I was, standing in the front of the classroom. I just spit my gum out
n the college essay, “ Chunky Peanut Butter” Jam Gregory describes himself as “ the chunky peanut butter”. Meaning that he feels that he is like the heart of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. His article was certainly the most compelling out of the other two. A few reasons are, he uses good word choices and figurative language, shows he does different activities, and how he likes to help people.
To make the best peanut butter and jelly, it is important to maintain the perfect ratio of peanut butter to jelly. The first step is to get all the ingredients out; bread, peanut butter, jelly, a paper towel, and a butter knife. Next, I get the bread out and begin to spread the peanut butter. After that, I spread the jelly on one piece of bread. Then, I put the sandwich together and put the supplies away. The best peanut butter and jelly sandwich can only be achieved by following these steps.
In addition to this, during a certain part of my monologue, the audience laughed and I did not expect that. As an actor I need to be aware that there will be moments like these and still be able to stay in character and continue on with the same dedication. After my performance, I was surprised by the feedback that I got from the class. The comments lifted my spirits about my performance and prompted me to trust the choices that I make in future performances. Yes, there is definitely room for improvement, but overall, I am pleased with
Having never done this before, I really didn?t know how long my speech should last
I find myself having difficulty breathing, almost as if I have forgotten how to. I wipe the sweat off my brow, grab my index cards tightly, and open my mouth to speak. But the words just will not come out as I hit a stuttering block. Those same forty pairs of eyes are gazing at me in wonderment. I avoid their scowls by looking down at my index cards, held by my excessively sweaty hands. The class is remarkably silent, waiting for me to continue. I hastily glance upwards to discover forty increasingly impatient people. Nervously, I attempt to speak again, but again I block. I make a stronger effort to try to spit the words out, only to stutter.
Strengths Ingrid is capable of responding to simple directions. She has good family support and has no problem with sensation, hearing, as well as vision. She recognized her family when they come to visit her at the rehabilitation hospital and was even joyful during the visit. She expressed how much she misses her family, especially the kids.
Peanut Butter Jelly Sandwich Stuffed with Potato Chips and Cheese Doodles plus an Enormous Sneeze characterized my Fourth-Grade School Year. This trio of food, event, and place has marked my entire life. Many of us carry secrets from childhood. These memories color the world but moreover brand our character and behavior. In my opinion, these imprinting events impact the emotional and psychological development of a child and later adult.
The reason I chose this particular area of research is that peanut butter is an extremely popular food choice worldwide as it is affordable and nutritious; and I also love to eat it. However, the number of brands and the choices within the brand range make it complicated for the consumer and myself to choose the most nutritious option. Prior to this research I did not understand the nutritional content of the food I ate.
Among the many expierences i’ve either enjoyed or endured in my life, there have been few moments where i have felt a feeling of euphoria, excitement, and pure joy as when i had my first peanut butter and jelly sandwich. strangely enough it took me 16 years to discover this feeling, and nothing has quite surpassed it yet. In the autumn of 2014, on a painfully cold city day, I sat inside of my friend’s apartment, while she sculpted what i would discover to be one of the most artistic creations in the northern hemisphere. it was bread, peanut butter, jelly, and bread.
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What it was easy for me though was learning all of my lines, it took me just two weeks and the method that I used was recording myself and listening on my way on the bus so it really come easy to me when I was acting plus I sincerely liked the speeches because in my opinion were mature and I could relate when its talking about how fast childhood was gone and missing it. I enjoyed performing all the three times but Wednesday evening it was my favourite because, the first time Wednesday morning, like everyone else I was very nervous since we were performing in front of other students and I thought they will judge but in the evening we were all more relaxed since we had a break and we were performing in front of family and friends so we weren’t under much
...nger needed. I was excited, but very nervous. Northern Voices only had about 5 students in each classroom and Rice Lake had about 27. It was so noisy! I saw kids chattering, but was so shy to meet them. The kids were welcoming and I quickly made friends through talking. This moment I felt that talking is now part of me as it is ingrained into my soul. Signing has left my soul. Growing up with hearing students for the past 12 years, I no longer feel that I am part of the deaf community, but part of the hearing community. My true self blossomed. The difference between body and self
Before I started Introduction to Theatre class, I had been only to a couple of plays in my life. Just in this semester I’ve been to about ten plays and have learned so much about the art of theatre. The information I retained from class will help out a lot in the future, but the most important part of this class was the shadowing experience of A Midsummer Night’s Dream. With being able to get an inside look at this play during rehearsal and then going to see the performance was an incredible experience. By going to the rehearsal and then seeing the show, I was able to learn and understand more on how the theatre works. From there, I could understand the long process the actors and directors have to go through before the opening show happens.
The feedback reflected this apparent lack of caring on my part, but I was fine with that. I just wanted to get through the class. However, two weeks later, we were assigned our first long, memorized speech. I rehearsed over and over with a timer, speaking to a mirror, and I thought I was prepared. But then I walked into class, and the nerves suddenly hit me so hard that I felt physically ill. I managed to postpone my speech until the next class, which was a massive mistake: by the next class, I had forgotten part of my
I could only imagine how difficult it is to act in such a complex and well known piece. Luckily I had the privilege to have some of the cast in other classes and learn what they thought and felt about the production as a whole. As the performance showed, they had a pleasant educational and performing experience. Which is what educational theatre is all about! While you don’t want someone to walk away saying that “it was a cute show”, in educational theatre what really matters is what the student actors gained from the process. Have no fear, this production was far from a “cute show.” Dramas are hard to pull off; you either do a tremendous job or flunk in my opinion. Thanks to good directing an incredible team you all did phenomenal. Definitely surpassed my expectations of the