Reliving Nervous Moments Through Our Children
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The one thing I remember most about Science class are the current event days. I could not handle the thought of standing in front of the kids I grew up with giving a report. You would think after spending all those years together with many of whom I had in every class since kindergarten, I would not have had such a problem; but I did!
Last week, I began to relive those nervous moments when I was helping Jamie with his 4-H presentation. By Sunday afternoon, my heart was in my throat and I was shaking like a leaf. Thankfully, my little bullrider doesn't really suffer from Glossophobia like I do. I'm hoping he is like his father who doesn't need notes when he is teaching or preaching and not like me...
However, Jamie typed everything "so just in case", and while he only glanced down to remember which item was next, he did a fantastic job!
Last week, I began to relive those nervous moments when I was helping Jamie with his 4-H presentation. By Sunday afternoon, my heart was in my throat and I was shaking like a leaf. Thankfully, my little bullrider doesn't really suffer from Glossophobia like I do. I'm hoping he is like his father who doesn't need notes when he is teaching or preaching and not like me...
However, Jamie typed everything "so just in case", and while he only glanced down to remember which item was next, he did a fantastic job!
However, Jamie typed everything "so just in case", and while he only glanced down to remember which item was next, he did a fantastic job!
Since this was his first presentation for our 4-H club, he talked about his bull riding gear and what he is scored on while riding. We live in a tiny town and most of the kids in our club are girls, while I'm pretty sure the bull riding presentation did not interest some of them, the jewelry making and sewing presentations had Jamie completely lost! I guess it goes both ways when young people are practicing public speaking on a subject that they are interested in.
Explaining the two types of spurs he uses.
Once he finished explaining his gear, he placed his hands in his pockets. While it is a habit (I really don't want to call it a habit, because this is so Jamie) I have worked to correct with no avail, this one little trait has become part of him since the time he discovered pockets on his blue jeans when he was a toddler. And I'm okay with that!
While I do not care for things that make me nervous,
I am looking forward to the next one so I can pray for, encourage and praise my son.