All the candidates were crowded into Mrs. Bowers room anxiously awaiting the results of the class election. Everyone was very quiet so that when the speaker crackled on they would be able to hear it. The room was tense, you could feel it in the air. Finally, you hear the speaker come on. “With the results for the class secretary, Eliza Buchanan. Class vice president, Luke Basso. Class president goes to…” It was Wednesday morning, speech day. For the past week I had campaigned with posters and flyers for the position of student body president. Today was the day that I would give my speech in front of my whole class that would decide whether I would win class president. I was the first to go out of seven other people all running for the same position. The speech went well except that it was about 10 seconds shorter than the required length. No one seemed to notice though. I began to get nervous when I heard all the other candidates speeches. Their speeches sounded much better than mine and very well thought out. Throughout the next few classes people came and told me that they voted for me, that reassured in my mind that my odds of winning were high. …show more content…
The rules did not allow me to tell them who to vote for although I was counting on them voting for me and that this would not backfire. I also needed to vote, so during lunch that day I proceeded to the library to use one of the computers. I walked in and nearly every computer was being used. When I walked around to one of the computers I glanced at some of the screens. It was hard to tell, but I did not see very many votes in my favor. I started to get worried. It never really crossed my mind during the day that I might lose this
I was asked by the faculty at my school if I could be nominated to give a speech. Then I was told I was selected to do so,
When I gave my first speech to the class about my life I was very nervous, I didn’t know any of these people and they didn’t know me, but by the end of my speech I realized it wasn’t that bad and we all get stage fright so it was okay that I was nervous. I saw then how understanding my audience was and they won’t judge my speeches as a whole based off of one mishap. While standing in front of the class presenting I saw a lot of head nodes indicating to me that they were following along with what my life was about and they showed interest by laughing, and by doing these thing they we unknowingly giving me feedback about how I was doing and weather they liked what they
My junior year of high school I decided to compete in the Miss Washington City pageant after winning first attendant (second place) the previous year. I prepared to fullest of my ability this upcoming pageant. I bought a new gown, practiced my interviewing, and of course forced my clumsy self to walk in high heels. Take my words for it, high heels and myself do not mix. I spent a lot of hours preparing for this pageant. When it was all over, myself and the other contestants were standing on stage waiting for the judges to announce the winner, I knew I had this in the bag. However, the bag was ripped out from my grasp and I was awarded with second place
It all began in January 2013, when I was elected as my region’s state officer candidate. In order to be elected as a state officer candidate, I had to prepare a two-minute speech as well as study for a FCCLA knowledge test. Once regional elections day had arrived, my first priority was to take the knowledge test. This test consisted of various questions about FCCLA to prepare me for my upcoming term, if elected. I took the test at ease and passed with a rousing one hundred percent! It was now time for the, “Meet the Candidates,” portion of the day, where I introduced myself to many voting delegates as they asked me various situational based questions about FCCLA. Once this portion was over, I was now on my way to the most stressful part of the day- giving my speech. As I walked on the stage and began my speech, my
For almost two centuries, the system of public education has honored the best and the brightest high school graduates with the honorable titles of valedictorian and salutatorian.Though these titles have been a valued part of graduation for what seem like the entire history of American public schooling, they are under heavy scrutiny as impassioned and angry parents, as well as their hardworking students, attack the idea of only recognizing one or two of the class’s most talented seniors. In “Best in Class”, reporter Margaret Talbot challenges the traditional system of choosing a single valedictorian by by exposing the emotional opposition to the system’s change or preservation; her use of emotional dialogue as well as far less emotional, far more objective writing style allows Talbot to emphasize specific ideas and opinions with syntax to avoid confrontation, while simultaneously establishing that it is time for the traditional system of valedictory to change.
Top students across the nation compete for the title of valedictorian each year, although very few actually receive it. Much to the detriment of the students, the competition can become sophomoric and pointless yet remaining intense and cut throat. In her article, “Best In Class”, Margaret Talbot conveys the message that the competition of valedictorian has unfavorable consequences through her use of diction and testimonies.
We were all sitting around Mr. DeHaan’s classroom; it was like any normal FFA meeting. Except this wasn’t like every other meeting. For one thing, I was about twenty times more nervous than I usually am. Because this meeting was the officer election meeting – and I was running for FFA President. Did I mention I was only a sophomore and was running against all the juniors? We had already cast the ballots once for president, and the seniors had gone into Mr. DeHaan’s office to count them. I remember one of the senior guys walking out and up to the white board. He erased three of the five names. My name was still there. I had tied with Travis TeGrotenhuis, so we had to revote. By this time, I was sweating bullets and my face was
The mock election at my school is a big deal, and everyone gets to participate in our school's very own version of whatever presidential election that is currently happening that year. Every four years we have students dress up and act out live political debates fitting the theme of the election for that year. At the very end of the debate students in the school get to cast their ballot, and then the ballots are all totaled up and the winner is announced. This past year's mock election was the most brutal one yet. We had students become involved in the mock election like they never had before. People made campaign posters, t-shirts, buttons, and social media accounts to help persuade people to join their side of the campaign. As you can probably guess, the Trump campaign was wildly popular throughout my whole school. They made attack signs towards Hillary and campaign videos slandering her and the people who support her. At one point, students in the school began to chant “build a wall” during one of our rally’s, and they even shouted out death threats at the people who were representing Hillary and her team. This portion of the school year was hard for me because even though I had always been very verbal about sharing my political views, I suddenly felt like I was being targeted for daring to be different than the majority of the people
In “Best in Class”, author Margaret Talbot challenges the traditional system of choosing a valedictorian by exposing the emotional opposition to the system’s change as the subtle manipulation of her writing to emphasize specific opinions and emotions to further the idea that it is time for the valedictorian system to change.
Last summer, I attended a summer leadership and citizenship program in Sacramento, California. Fitting with the Boys State Camp's emphasis on civic service, each delegate was given the opportunity to run for a political position. It's selection process was highly competitive and to be elected to one of the highest positions puts you among the top leaders in the state. While this meant that I would have to push myself out of my comfort zone, I was not going to waste my chance to shine at Boys State, so I set up to be appointed as Fire Chief. The following morning, my heart pounded as I walked into the hall where speeches were to be made. When the moderators finally called my name, I closed my eyes and blocked the whispers in my head, whispers
This past February I had the chance to travel to Greenville, South Carolina to campaign for the Republican Primary. I have loved politics since I was six years old and I was ready for my first real opportunity. I had already accepted the position of Fulton County Chair and thought campaigning in another state would be the perfect way to prepare myself. I am a fairly reserved person but I was aware of the fact that if I ever wanted to turn my passion for politics into a career I would have to push myself harder. I was invited to accompany some family friends to campaign for the South Carolina primary. I knew I had to say yes. It was a
There was an individual who was very upset with me because I didn’t know the proper signs for polling. I knew vote… I went through the directions for her… But I couldn’t vote for
I would like to appeal the Sophomore Class President Race due certain justified terms listed below.
Throughout high school I was involved in many different clubs. When senior year came around I was elected to represent Millard High School as their senior class president. The student body president and I got together and decided that we needed to end our high school career with a bang, so we came up with the idea to light up the hillside “M” in order for Millard to show their spirit throughout the valley not only during the day but also at night! We decided that the students could light it up every homecoming and keep it lit through the school year. I like to think of this as my own little piece of history making. This was our goal and we were willing to work as hard as we could to make it happen. This project was in no way easy; the lights
Students Today Leaders Forever is a student-led organization committed to making a difference. Our mission is to reveal leadership through service, relationships and action. We do this through our Pay It Forward Tours - community service road trips where students travel by bus to serve the country, and experience leadership. STLF was founded by college students, and is successful because of college students continuing to dedicate themselves to the cause. This organization is driven by volunteers, with these Pay It Forward Tours completely coordinated and funded by the efforts of students. The trip costs students a total of 450 dollars. That includes tansportation, two meals a day, housing, and two nights in a hotel. STLF also offers financial aid to anyone that applies for it.