It was a great
morning of heaven that turned into hell.
The day is almost
great to me until everything that suddenly happened during that time. Well this
is not the only day that I'm pissed but I'll be nice for the sake of the reader
of this entry.
After checking our
attendance for World Literature and a few discussions about the final project
we head to the auditorium to watch the speech competition. It was really fun I
had a break from stress for some hours. I was sitting with Miss Ceres and we were
just mess with each other all the time.
During the
competition each high school participant from different schools was given a
topic, "Whether good times or bad, it's only the time we got" I don't
know, I forgot the exact words. Some of them did great but some shiver in fear.
But meanwhile after having
the first five, I heard someone mentioning my name and I was like what's going
on? Then I learned that they're volunteering me in an activity related to
public speaking. I was surprised and I wonder why?
It was only for fun.
First we had a debate; each block needs three representatives and will be
competing with each other. They will give us a topic and whether we like it or
not, either a pros or cons will be assigned to us. The criterion is very easy,
whoever has the loudest cheer from the crowd wins, and it’s such a bias I know.
It's now Tourism
versus Marketing, I went around the seats then across to the other side to meet
the other two volunteers from our block, Cha and Roanne. I led the way to the
stage, at first I thought I would have a great fear but when I went up and walk
to the center it had a less impact. Now, they give us a topic about who has the
potential to be a better ruler, "Duterte and Binay".
Duterte for Marketing
students and Binay for us, I was like "I want to defend Duterte"
because I'm on his side but we have no choice but to defend it or we'll lose
it. I'm having a hard time thinking good things about Binay until I remember
his commercial about losing his mother at a very young age. Well, still
Duterte's side made a good point. I won't blame anyone from my team or even myself
if ever we lose the debate, how can you defend someone you hate? But still we
won by just the odds which is the audiences' cheer. I can remember the part
where I angrily shouted "TM" good thing some didn't notice that
otherwise I'm totally embarrassed.
We continue after the
activity, the reward is a chocolate; I don't eat sweets so I gave it to
someone.
While a participant
is speaking, the adviser from the Asia Pacific College Speaks is going around
to each block again and again, uh oh. It looks like there's another reaping
again. Unfortunately same thing happened, I'm in demand and I was provided as a
tribute.
There are only few
participants until the competition ends, and there is another speaking activity
again, this time only one will be killed in front of the judgmental crowds. The
game is called Speed Speaks, each participant is given 5 unrelated words and
you need to connect them. For each 30 seconds you will be given a chance to say
something about a word then the rest follows with the same amount of time limit.
I act stupid by
telling the hosts that I already got it, but then I ended up doing the
opposite, that's why we started over again. I don't know why, probably I'm
trying to entertain people even if it would risk my dignity. For the sake of
the crowd, I just do everything that I can to please them but I admit that I
embarrassed myself by being the pride of our block. The first set was easy; I
should have taken the chance. To be honest, something was bothering me that
time, I don't know what it is but I just do it and looking forward to be
finished.
I also received a
chocolate as a reward, but not as a winner but as a participant, every
volunteer for the activity received the same prize even if I did worst than
them.
Somehow I feel like I
did a smart thing about showing my stupidity but at the same time I'm hoping
that the embarrassment that happened will be forgotten and will never happen
again.
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