I used to be a timid and introverted kid. Watching others creating meaningful acts, I envied them, but never took the chance to join them. Up until the pandemic, I was a fish swimming through the halls of Eastview High School, never daring to be more than I was.
Until one day, an email appeared in my inbox. I had been recommended to take the flash in the upcoming school year. The weekly live show had always caught my attention, but never really understood all of the different elements behind it. For the first time, I took a moment to truly watch it. I saw the confidence the anchors had when they said their lines; watched the creativity spread in the comical credits; and watched the brilliant passion of the stories produced. So I thought for a moment, then said yes. I talked with my counselor and come September of my junior year I walked into the studio. The stage was standing right in front of me, the stage I had seen in the homeroom over the past 2 years. Home to the stars of the celebrities of EVHS television, their portraits staring back to me. This was a 20 year long legacy that I had the chance to continue, So I walked into the classroom and facefirst into those who had lit up the screen, and I panicked. How was I supposed to compare to them? How am I going to do this? I have never stuck out before, I do a lot in school but I am not a character, I’m not somebody. But then I looked around and realized that I am not like the people here, but I want to be. I have always been a big daydreamer, to come up with crazy future plans brought me comfort when I really didn’t like myself. During the pandemic, I was given the opportunity to escape from the drastic world of real life and hide in my fantasies. The only downside hits when your forced to escape, or when life starts happening in front of you. For a long while, I had been letting left go by. But there came a time, sitting in the first day of class, where I took the chance to wake up. So I sit in the classroom pretending like I’m confident and begin to just try endlessly. I will help everyone with everything; I make stories that discuss issues the school would have never covered. I anchor 6 times over the year, getting stronger and stronger. I directed the live filming of the graduation ceremony. I won't stop trying. Because truly all that I want to do is make it. And it takes a long time, but suddenly a year later, I sit back in the same studio at the start of my senior year. I look around and I realize I am the person I envied last year. And I think to freshman Mady, freaking out in her 9th grade English class, then I wish she could see me now. After finally taking the steps to wake up, I see the beauty of my own life. I take risks and take on more than I can handle because I know that I am strong enough to handle it. I know that I can take whatever is handed to me.
Until one day, an email appeared in my inbox. I had been recommended to take the flash in the upcoming school year. The weekly live show had always caught my attention, but never really understood all of the different elements behind it. For the first time, I took a moment to truly watch it. I saw the confidence the anchors had when they said their lines; watched the creativity spread in the comical credits; and watched the brilliant passion of the stories produced. So I thought for a moment, then said yes. I talked with my counselor and come September of my junior year I walked into the studio. The stage was standing right in front of me, the stage I had seen in the homeroom over the past 2 years. Home to the stars of the celebrities of EVHS television, their portraits staring back to me. This was a 20 year long legacy that I had the chance to continue, So I walked into the classroom and facefirst into those who had lit up the screen, and I panicked. How was I supposed to compare to them? How am I going to do this? I have never stuck out before, I do a lot in school but I am not a character, I’m not somebody. But then I looked around and realized that I am not like the people here, but I want to be. I have always been a big daydreamer, to come up with crazy future plans brought me comfort when I really didn’t like myself. During the pandemic, I was given the opportunity to escape from the drastic world of real life and hide in my fantasies. The only downside hits when your forced to escape, or when life starts happening in front of you. For a long while, I had been letting left go by. But there came a time, sitting in the first day of class, where I took the chance to wake up. So I sit in the classroom pretending like I’m confident and begin to just try endlessly. I will help everyone with everything; I make stories that discuss issues the school would have never covered. I anchor 6 times over the year, getting stronger and stronger. I directed the live filming of the graduation ceremony. I won't stop trying. Because truly all that I want to do is make it. And it takes a long time, but suddenly a year later, I sit back in the same studio at the start of my senior year. I look around and I realize I am the person I envied last year. And I think to freshman Mady, freaking out in her 9th grade English class, then I wish she could see me now. After finally taking the steps to wake up, I see the beauty of my own life. I take risks and take on more than I can handle because I know that I am strong enough to handle it. I know that I can take whatever is handed to me.