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Public Speaking: Moving Into A Drama Class
Throughout my life, I have had many challenges. One in particular has prevented me from thriving, this is public speaking. To overcome this I have put myself out of my comfort zone over and over again. This began when was around 6 years old. I did not speak English yet after coming from El Salvador. This was a really big obstacle for me and eventually it started to turn into a fear. I was afraid to go up to the classroom, raise my hand, and even talk to my classmates. The fear just stuck with me throughout school. In the 8th grade I was put into a drama class. We were told we would be in a play at the end of the semester. At first all I could think of is everything that could go wrong. At least by then my English fluent. When the day came,

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