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A Personal Narrative
This one is really easy to answer. I never liked speaking in front of a crowd or class. If there was an in class project where we had the option for a speaking version or paper version, I would always choose the paper version. My issues with public speaking before taking this class was speaking in front of a crowd. I would get nervous and at times I would forget what I would say because I was afraid of talking.
I definitely improved especially during my Personal Narrative even though I did not complete this speech months after the speech day. A Personal Narrative “is a personal experience that had an impact on the speaker”. (K. Hunter, pg 16) Its very hard for me to tell a personal story about myself when I barely know anyone in the class.
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