Personal Narrative: Class President

“Look at her face. It turns red!” I had been hearing this whenever I stand in front of classmates. Yes, I was extremely shy when people stared at me. I was a kind of person who is not involved in any activities and jobs at school. I used to avoid the place where many people gather. So, I had not thought of the fact that I could be the one who is in charge of managing people.

However, my life has changed after running for the class president election in my high school years. Even though it may seem like a very small thing, it was a huge chance for me to turn over a new leaf. Thanks to classmates’ recommendations, I was chosen to be a president. This responsible position required me to have much confidence first, and to embrace all classmates.
The most influential person who developed my qualification was my mother. She often cut the newspaper articles about how people succeed in their field and pasted them up on the wall. She made me read them once a week. It said ‘A bond of sympathy and understanding are the most important when we deal with people.’ It encouraged me to acquire appropriate behaviors as a leader. One day, I saw a classmate making an announcement during a club activity. She looked quite nervous about receiving attention. I could tell by just looking at her face. I approached her to give confidence. I shared my story and showed her my understanding of what she felt anxious about. I advise her to get many opportunities to meet people. She said she would try doing it. Due to my previous experience, I was able to find the right solution.

Moreover, I have developed this ability by joining in the Student Ambassador since I came to the States. My job is to help new students feel comfortable with the school systems and guide them. I have been helping high school students, veterans and disabled people. I was proud of myself for dealing with all kinds of people.