Personal Narrative: My First Day In Elementary School

It was there. Its presence marked my final destination. My fear suddenly started to creep over me just thinking about it like a ghost that every child was afraid of, when they turned off the lights. I began to ask my friends if it was true, and they said “Yes” and that it was due tomorrow! All of a sudden a chill ran down through me and my hands started to sweat of nervousness as I started to write down the homework. Even its letters in my notebook mocked me as they formed the words, PUBLIC SPEAKING. In elementary school, I loved to participate and share my ideas. When the teacher asked a question I was the first one to raise my hand, but the teacher wanted others to participate and would say, “Is there anyone else that wants to share?” During parent-teacher conference I would always get compliments of my behavior that the teacher would say, “I wish every student in my class was like Jessica.” My confidence took me into sixth grade where I continued to participate because my voice is the instrument that projects the melodies from my head into symphonies that …show more content…
My voice echoed his message with sentiment so that everyone can feel the injustice done to him. As I walked back to my seat the teacher said, “Good job!” and gave me a smile that made me feel so proud. I received 9.5 out of 10 for my speech! I was surprised, shocked and still couldn’t believe that I actually got this score. I sometimes thought was that really me standing there. After this experience, a flame was ignited inside of me giving me the warmth of confidence that I had once lost, but no longer was that flame as powerful as before. Nevertheless, that flame has lighted a path of determination and challenged myself to take risks and demonstrate that my voice is “like a small boat on the ocean sending big waves into motion” as Rachel Platten sings in her “Fight