Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Day 30, October 13th, 2010

The red light!, So scary, frightening, dominant, aggressive a real tyrant and the younger you are the more impact on your life. I used to be an advocate to many causes especially injustice and many more, I used to be very vocal and had, perhaps still, very accurate, deep and articulate thoughts and speech, so a day came to me when I was seventeen or sixteen at secondary school, as we call it in Argentina, with a life time opportunity, my show off nature, vanity, actress mentality to appear live on TV !!, There was this program about general knowledge of question and answers between competing schools and a final part of the program which dealt with opinions, real life issues, debating issues.......did I say debate?? This is still my passion......A team came to my school and ask the teachers and companions who should they choose and regard fit for this part of the program......It was my time in history where life was good for a glorious minute when unanimously everybody, Gods included, chose ME!!, At long last a break through in my traumatic life with quite little self-esteem.............The subject? Has the women's liberation movement caused women to be less feminine?? Wow, what a beautiful subject cause by the way I thought it somehow did. ideas came pouring into my head and I had a speech not even an article writer could match mine. Needless to say i did not sleep the night before, needless to say I put on my best gown, make-up and smile, my sword and my tongue, the most powerful sword and tool I had, needless to say I was envisioning success, TV contracts and a pool of life lasting fans.......The D day came over, the round table panel started off with the other guy's opinions and I was already sweating like a pig, one reason the nerves but mainly cause nobody told me that back in the 60s even in cold July in Buenos Aires, TV sets had no air conditionings and the powerful million lights above us made my moment hell, make-up running down, hair style to the trash and when my tie came up to talk my genius out, the RED light on me and I could not utter a word!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And my special day turned out to be my Waterloo and the shame I felt that all of the nation's eyes had been on me needless to say family and friends whom I had invited to witness my glory.

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