Ahh yes, the Night of the Notables is over. While I am in part relived, sad, and totally exhausted, I am mostly pleased with the amount of improvement since last’s years Night of the Notables.
My initial goals for this project were: Find a good person (better then last year) who I understood and intrigued me, have my speech completed at least three days before eminent, and improve my public speaking/relations skills with my speech and learning center. I definitely accomplished the first one. The second one, however . . . I actually more started my speech three days before eminent. In my defense, I had ideas, I just hadn’t written them down. The speech went amazingly, though. The third, well, I had fun talking to people at my station; I don’t know if they did.
As for the night itself, it was kinda stressful. With everyone rushing to complete their learning centers, and I had a whole costume/makeup/wig getup to get into (I had to go to choir dressed like that; not fun.) I barely had enough time to set up my learning center before we were all being called down for speeches.
That, is what I am most proud of, the speech. If you go on the TALONS flickr page, you will see several shots of me yelling angrily at the crowd to fight me. Unfortunately, the minute the speeches were done and we were all in our dazed, “what? speeches are done?” mode, we heard the doors opening and the crown coming out. Well, it was a mad dash for learning centers after that. Luckily, we all got to our stations in time. I had a lot of fun talking to people and occasionally sword fighting them, if they requested it. I was a lot busier then last year, though that might not so much have been me as the cheese that I had on my table. The best question I got asked was by this one guy who said “But why was she so . . . tense???”
One of the main things I learned during this project was about getting into character. I thought this project was more about finding out thins about your person, researching them, but when I started writing my speech and really got into her character, acting like her, I understood her a lot better and it showed in the rest of my work.
I could not have completed this project without a whole lot of help. First of all, the biggest and brightest thank-you goes to my sister, Emily. When I told her who I was going to be for eminent this year, so was immediately intrigued and, as she has both a talent and love for sewing, offered to help me with my costume. Now, as I am quite hopeless with sewing and the more crafty things, her “helping” was more me showing her pictures of what I imagined, and her creating me the best costume I could have imagined. The end result was a shirt, vest, hat, scarf, gloves and jacket that turned me into the most swashbuckling opera singer ever to swashbuckle. She also gave me so much encouragement for both learning center and speech alike, turning my piddly small-stemmed ideas into an amazing garden. Thank, Em.
My other thank-yous go mostly to my friend in the TALONS class (namely Vanessa F, Emma and Alison) and my parents, both of whom gave me ideas, prompted me, encouraged me, and told me to get off my butt and start actually doing things. I received a lot of help with my learning and my speech. Another thank-you to whatever other poor souls I dragged down and forced them to listen to me repeating “FIGHT ME” over and over.
The best thing I will remember about this eminent night was the big group hug backstage, right before grade then speeches. Each of us were a bundle of nervous energy, having repeated and edited our speeches over and over as the day went bye. You could see people muttering lines, or practicing gestures, or teh few that gave up and were sitting down trying to sleep. Eventually, though, after we heard everyone sitting down and w had all gone over our transitions so many times, we had a big group hug backstage and just wished everyone the best luck. Because we just want everyone else to do well. It’s a great group dynamic. And you bet every time someone came off the stage from finishing their speech, they were surrounded by the rest of the class, being told how good they did.
And now, it’s over. And I know I did good because for once, I don’t want to redo it.