A Blue Ribbon-narrative essay

Our school’s speech coach also doubled as my sixth grade English teacher. Sr. Michaela was a strict and decisive nun. She didn’t carry a big wooden stick but a firm metal pointer. Anytime she needed to bring the class to order, Sister would draw this pointer and tap loudly on her desk. It didn’t take long at all for the students to hush up and listen up. She ran the speech team in the exact manner. It was all business and no funny stuff.

My first speech was a dramatic reading by Leona Hulse-Black. Sr. Michaela selected this

The day of the meet had arrived. Sr. Michaela handed out explicit instructions and an agenda. We were to meet on the school parking lot at 8:00 a.m. sharp. She would drive us in the convent’s station wagon. The mood in the car was noticeably somber. I wasn’t sure if my teammates were experiencing pre-competition jitters or missing Saturday morning cartoons. When we arrived at Corpus Christi School, an all girl grade school-high school, I felt like I arrived in a foreign land. Although a mere 15 miles from home, it was all so unfamiliar to me.

When I finished my speech, the contestants gave me a hearty round of applause. The judge gave me a serious nod of approval. After taking my seat, I was relieved it was over but puzzled by my teardrops. In all the times I practiced this speech, I never really cried; I just pretended.

The room became so quiet it was unsettling. I could feel my heart pounding and my legs shaking. Right then it hit me that this was for real. I was grateful when my name was not called to give the first speech. When the young man went to the front of the room, all eyes were glued on him. Half way into his speech, he completely lost the words. He stood there staring at the ground as if the words were written on the tiled floor. The judge in the back of the room prompted him with the next line and he picked it up from there. Points are deducted off your speech for memory lapse.

In this speech, I play an eight-year-old girl being raised by her grandparents. It wasn’t a very remarkable or pleasant childhood but she did have this

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