In the first part of
this series I spoke about the importance of tackling stage fear. As children,
some amount of anxiety to perform in front of an audience (even as an adult )
is absolutely normal.
Everyone gets a little
nervous when you’re up to face a group of ideas in front of a group of people,
there are a whole lot of fears that include presenting your ideas and opinion
in a concise way, putting yourself out there to be criticized and trying to
sell your opinion to people.
While some amount of
stage fear is natural, people showing excessive taciturn behaviour may develop
other drawbacks and handicaps later in life. I had mentioned a little incident
from my childhood in the previous post on stage fear.
It was my first ever
participation in a debate. It was a competition hosted by my school in Gwalior
and I was to speak on Science and Religion.
I was this shy kid, who
had been home-schooled for the most part and here I was in front of an
audience, waiting for my turn to be judged.
This incident quite
opened me up to another aspect of human behavior - no matter how good you
actually are at what you do, when you see worthy competitors, your confidence
dwindles, if only by a bit.
Like most others, when
I saw the kind of talent I was up against, I wasn’t just scared, I doubted my
own ability to deliver a halfway decent performance as well.
Also, my own principal
seated at the front towering above the others wasn’t doing much to calm my
nerves. Soon, my name was called out and I walked up to the stage sheepishly, my
palms sweaty.
I did the usual
rigmarole of addressing all the honorary guests there before I started my
monologue. I found myself quite tongue tied and couldn’t speak loudly, my
father later told me that I was almost murmuring !
As if that weren’t bad
enough, after a few sentences, I forgot my lines and went blank. I couldn’t
seem to even know what to say next - my feet froze and my brain couldn’t seem
to process what to do next. I stood
there cold and blank, while the other students booed and the principal finally
asked me to leave.
Dejected, I went
home. To my surprise, my father said I
had done well for a first-timer and all I needed was practice.
I was made to practice
all speeches in front of my family after that - practice and preparation are
the key.
Soon after, in the span
of a year, I was actually winning debate competitions.
These years of
preparation and practice made me capable enough to give extempore speeches n
Science College, where I was pitted against senior students and won many
competitions. I soon became a regular of the debate team.
This just goes to say
that with the right amount of preparation and practice, no goal, no matter how
small or big - is achievable.
In my next blog, I will
talk about another memorable life lesson I learn. I hope you all like these
series of my early life. Do let me know what other posts you’d like to see
here.
Comments
Post a Comment