Personal Narrative: The Start Of Class

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The start of class, we got into a big circle and to make things challenging, Alicia tossed in a small ball around while we announced the person we were looking at, name. The point of this exercise is how we react when someone calls our name. It was also a good exercise to remind us how to breathe once the person calls out their name. How the lips and breath work together to preannounce the word. My experience with this exercise was feelings of nervousness. I hate speaking in public, everyone’s attention is on you. As Nicole, tossed the ball to me I froze. The words could not come out. Once it was my turn to toss the ball I chose Alicia. As the words came out, my voice cracked up because I was not ready to speak up.
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