I was nerve-wrecked, but I did my best in presenting my project. When the winners were announced, I was eagerly listening with a mildly beating heart. I was very disappointed when my name was not called. I was devastated, as I was an immature child at that time. I started tearing up and began doubting myself. My family and friends tried to console me, but eventually gave up. However, one thing that my teacher had said stuck with me. She said, “Life is too short for you to be doubting yourself; just try again next year and who knows, you might win”; I kept that piece of advice with me wholeheartedly. The following year, when I was in eighth grade, I participated in the science fair again. I put in the same effort, but one thing was different; my perspective. I thought that if I do win, then it will be an accomplishment for me. However, if I did not then it would act as a learning experience. I confidently presented my project to the judges with an open mind and no nerve-wrecking…
I practiced the piece as much as humanly possible, took the music to my guitar lessons teacher who graciously helped me practice and played for everyone that would listen. I quickly noted improvement in myself. When I went to the audition, however, I was still nervous. I still held onto my former lack of confidence. However, I did better than I had ever thought possible.…
I was sitting backstage waiting to be called back up for crowning to get it over with and get out of the very uncomfortable dress. Finally they called the contestants back on stage. I stood at the very end of the contestant line. The first award the announced was Miss Congeniality, the announcer spoke into the microphone and stated Morgan Nobbe as the winner of the award. They placed a sash on my shoulder and continued on with the award ceremony. Next was second runner up and first runner up and like in sports I applauded for the winners. Finally it was down to the big award, the one that everyone had wanted. I stood there thinking I got Miss Congeniality and one of the older girls would win but was happy I was not going home empty handed and I had something to show that I stepped out of my comfort zone. The announcer began to announce the winner of the pageant and I was ready to clap but then the unthinkable happened, the announcer said my name. I am pretty sure that I went into shock when Miss Tree City 2013 was placing the crown on my head. Who would have thought that a short farm girl would win a…
David Isaacs said “let children be children,” is a good way to understand the concept of a child’s life and that their fate is to be set free and have no care in the world. This is taken too lightly when parents realize that they could earn money for their child winning a pageant. The only desire for a child to become interested in saying no is if they really had the education of what is about to happen to them. Taking this sort of opportunity away from a child could potentially save their lives, and their emotional…
I chose to compete in the robotics and automation technology contest. I have always been interested in robots and how they work. Until then, I had no experience working with robots so I was really nervous, I did not have much confidence in myself. Not only did I have a few months to learn everything I can about robotics while keeping up with my schoolwork, and balancing my part-time job, but I also had to evaluate myself as a person. I was on the Internet and at the library every spare minute I had learning everything I could. I ordered kits off the Internet to practice working with robots so there were no surprises during the competition. It was hard work, but it paid off. Although I did not place at the competition, I did really well considering I started learning about robotics five months prior to the competition and I was competing against students who had years of experience on the robotics team at their high school.…
Beauty Pageants can lead to disorders later in life, and learning demanding values. One disorder that beauty pageant causes a psychological problem such as depression and stress. Putting pressure on a child telling them that they have to win and when that does not turn out to be true the kid falls into depression. That’s where the crying and screaming happens. It’s hard being confident knowing you’re going to win, but you loss as a kid it breaks your heart because beauty pageant is all about competition.…
Some corroborate that pageants help to frame children’s public speaking and determination. Creating unique friendships is another idea for parents to think about when enrolling their girls. Finally, mothers believe that pageants are a type of sport like cheerleading or football, due to the fact that it contains commitment that pageants call for and training both physically and…
Most individuals believe that children are forced to attend these pageants, when in reality they have an option on whether they want to do it or not. No one obligates them to go to pageants. Children are not required to wear makeup, dresses, or heels there are natural pageants. It is all based off of the child’s opinion. Girl’s attend pageants to learn from their experience and experiencing loss gives them a guide on how to better themselves.…
Beauty pageants are a fantastic way for young girls to increase their self-esteem, practice public speaking and cultivate their talents.…
I dreaded auditioning and felt embarrassed that I had not made it. I stopped enjoying my chorus class and most of the time just wanted it to end. The next year came along and I felt as if I was not fit to be in chorus and I was not going to progress. But my parents encouraged me to take it, so I took the class. I really enjoyed myself and learned even if I did not make it into Small Ensemble. I started to enhance my singing by not just singing for school but by singing with my church's worship band. In the worship band I learned to perform and project my voice. Being taught different things from these activities I helped my worship band by teaching them how to read notes instead of just chords. I was content with all of what I learned and I was looking forward to what else I could bring to both my school chorus and worship band. At the end of the year, there were auditions for Small Ensemble for the next year. I did not think of trying out but my music director encouraged me to try out again. The reason why I wanted to join this time was so I could help strength the weakness of my chorus class and worship…
This was a devastating moment for me, and the hardest experience I have endured in my life. I had dance tryouts the next morning. All the confusion surrounding my cousin’s death, I was not sure if I would be able to make it through tryouts. Through all the pain and grief, I decided not to cancel my tryout and I attribute that to the trust I have…
Imagine, being a little girl all done up like a Barbie doll, with a fake tan and fake nails. Imagine, being a little girl and not being able to nap after being awake for hours on end, for fear of disheveling your appearance. Imagine, being a little girl dressed up in a too-tight dress and high heels, prancing around on a stage for hundreds of people, being judged based on your looks. Imagine, being a little girl, standing with all of your opponents, and hearing the judges call the name of another little girl who won first place, watching all that you’ve worked for be placed in the perfectly manicured hands of someone else. Would you ever want to be put through this? Well, girls who are in beauty pageants deal with this and so much more every…
All I can remember from the audition announcement is my face pausing and my eyes tearing up, but after the initial devastation passed,I soon realized the blessings that can come from rejection. Seeing that this dance team was not for me, I decided to give myself another chance and explore some new clubs in my school. It took me a while to figure out what I wanted to be involved in, but eventually I came across a volunteer leadership…
The main reason why I was so nervous is because the school I was coming from was very small and private. I went to Our Lady of Grace from kindergarten to eighth grade. The student body there was around two hundred and fifty at the time. There was only one teacher and class of about thirty students for every grade. There wasn’t a student or teacher that I didn’t know by name and because I had been going there since I was five years old, I really didn’t know any other way.…
was pretty nervous. I usually like to feel as though I am liked by every one and to know that I would…