Presentation

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Why lord do I have to be so bothered about the way I speak? But I do. From time immemorial I've always wanted to speak really well. I was in the toastmasters club when I was in the 5th standard and then I would take part in all debates and oratorical things in school. I always wanted to be the best speaker. But life seldom works out like that. I just gave my final presentation today for one of the courses that I'm taking at school. I'm the only indian in class (err technically..there is another third generation indian american so can't count him) and there was a visible difference between the way they spoke and the way I did. The Americans delivered effortlessly and seemed more informal but I felt mine was more practised. I would like to come off as more informal but somehow that never happens. WHY LORD?? WHY??
Maybe I expect too much of myself because after the presentation my prof and TA said "good job". But somehow I was not so sure. I would like people to say now that was a talk or presentation. Maybe practice makes perfect but I've been giving presentations for long. I think the only one that went as well as I expected was this presentation we had to give as a part of my training at TCS. I was the best speaker then. Wow what a high! I hope this is not some inherent craving for being in the spotlight because I've never really thought of myself like that. God knows!!!

Today has been a tough day. I failed the knowledge test for getting a learner's driving permit. I was cauky and I had not prepared very well plus the test was tough. I sometimes do wish I had more than 24 hours in a day to fit in all that I have to do.

Comments

Indy said…
You think you don't speak well? please tell me you are kidding!
3:51 PM
Story Teller said…
haha.. thought i dn't know i can't believe you don't speak all that well, but certainly you writing is excellent....
1:35 AM
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