My blogging has definitely fallen into disrepair lately, so I’m going start back up on Erica and Sara’s 30 topics. As far as I know, they’re both already finished. Oh well. For me, this is about taking the time to put some thoughts down in writing. So, here I am, writing about an embarrassing moment in high school.
During the song, I walked around in the audience, swinging my guitar and belting out the song at the top of my lungs. One of the show nights, just as I got to the corner where our director, Mr. Conley, sat, my guitar case opened and the guitar fell face-down onto the concrete floor. The noise made everyone jump.
Without a second thought, I put the case down in front of Mr. Conley, and just continued the song. The way we choreographed it, I walked all the way to the other stage entrance, then back the other way. I took my time, so that by the time I got back to Mr. Conley’s seat, he had it all put back together for me. I picked up the guitar, heart thudding in my chest, and finished my song.
I made it backstage, and carried on with the next scene, after breathing for a minute to get rid of the shaky feeling in my gut. All embarrassment left me during intermission though, when Mr. Conley came backstage, beaming with pride that I hadn’t broken character!
The embarrassing moment had turned into a highlight for me, thanks to a teacher who believed in his students. Mr. Conley always spent more time encouraging and guiding us than anything else. He was always one of my favorites.
I will never forget that night, or the confidence I gained through it.
Needless to say, not much embarrasses me any more.