========I have edited it for a lot of times. So I suppose this might be the final edition. Could anyone read this essay again and tell me if there is still any space for improvement=========
Doer or Leader? Dizziness. Numbness. Only my beating heart reminded me that I was standing onstage.
I am not a natural-born leader. My friends and teachers always considered me more of a doer, as someone who never dared to venture outside of her own comfortable bubble. In school, I was always praised for my focus and diligence, and was always at the top of my class. But despite this, I hardly ever challenged myself to step outside the familiar.
Like most children in China today, I am an only child. The center of my parents and grandparents' lives, I grew used to having the support and protection of others, always engulfed in their intense pride and love. Though I am grateful for their support, they never forced me to truly venture outside myself. Although I was able to avoid great failure in this way, I soon recognized that not challenging myself was the biggest failure of all.
Therefore, during my second year of middle school, I decided to do something completely out of character; I decided to campaign for Vice Secretary of the Youth League. As a new and difficult endeavor, I knew I would have to give a speech in front of many students. I had never before given a speech in front of anybody, never mind in front of five hundred students!
When the day came, I stared at each candidate's face, looking for any indication that they shared my same anxieties. Though I practiced the speech at home for weeks, my nerves took over; I was convinced that everyone must be able to hear the loud thumping of my heart.
"Number 24, Yue Long!" Eyes were gazing at me from every direction, and I could feel the frozen atmosphere.
"Good afternoon, everyone, my name is ......" and so I began my speech.
As I stood there in front of over 500 people, my legs shook uncontrollably as I stammered through the speech. Glancing at the audiences, I noticed that half of them were sleeping and the other half appeared disinterested. I wanted to stop, but I kept on, remembering the countless nights I had poured my heart into this speech. I thus forced myself to finish, no matter what.
25 minutes passed; I finally ended my debut. As I exited the stage, I heard only unenthusiastic applause, though I surprisingly did not feel any disappointment. Instead, a great sense of achievement flooded me: I did it!
My speech wasn't perfect, and I lost the campaign in the end. I had, however, achieved something much more important than that: despite playing it safely all my life, I am completely capable of reaching outside of myself to achieve more. When participating again in senior one, I won the position with all student government members' agreement with the result. Still feeling the dizziness onstage, however, I could compose myself, not standing with numbness anymore. Though I must admit I am more of a doer than a leader, I could courageously rise to the occasion when necessary. Continuing my studies in America, well, that is simply the next big challenge I intend to conquer.
Yue Long