That night as I got home I sat down in-front of Google docs and let the words fly. After a couple hours of non-stop typing I concluded it and looked over my work. I ended up typing a three page speech detailing everything I had always wanted to say since I performed my final performance. During school the next day I realized three pages was really hogging the show. So I sat down again and began cutting out every un-needed paragraph or sentence. After massacring my speech I had managed to cut it by half. So a few quick edits and it was ready for presentation.
Wednesday finally rolled around the corner and boy was it a long one. Since I have an eighth hour college class on Wednesday's I had to get dressed in the restroom and head on over. Everyone was excited reciting speeches as I walked in. When we weren't making last minute revisions we were finding out whats going to go down when the show starts. It was a small crowd but it was full of familiar faces. So here's how it was supposed to go down. The lights would go up and we would walk down in pairs to the stage. We would all sit down and Buckwalter would give an introduction speech then Peterson would take the stage and give the traditional Induction speech. After that the inductee's each get up and give a speech. Then it's kind of over.
Now the differences started with I walked down the steps first by myself. It was kind of cool like I was spear-heading things or so I like to think. Then I just couldn't sit still. It's one thing to sit in classes all day but they keep you distracted and give you changing periods to get up and stretch. During the length speeches I admit I got bored just sitting there smiling. Next apparently I kind of stole the show with my speech. As I sat back down the inductee's were nagging the next speaker asking "wow, Alicia how are you going to follow that up?" All I could do was apologize and hide my laughter.
After that we held a small reception where everyone could eat sweets and talk about the inductee's speeches. I would have liked to stay longer and talk about the good ol' times but my family was dragging me away. So I waved goodbye and drove off staring at the small paper in my hand. I finally made it to Thespian status but now my high school acting days are over. I think I'll get this award laminated and keep it around for a while just like Mr. Peterson did. Maybe someday when I'm old and gray I can hold it and remember all the good times I had with the random characters I acted with once upon a time.
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