Last week, we had a dinner dance for all the eight graders who were “graduating.” I made a few speeches, handed out a few awards and sang a song. Well, I tried to sing a song. I had been practicing it at home and it sounded okay. I know that I am not the best singer, but this sounded pretty good. I practiced daily and was ready to go. I was singing Good Riddance by GreenDay. So there I was on stage strumming the first few chords when I forgot the first verse. I strummed a bit longer and then just jumped in. I sounded awful. I was way off key, and I couldn’t get my voice to where I wanted it to be; this caused me to forget the next line, so I just said, “ Sorry guys but I forget the words so let me just strum till I find my place.” I was standing in front of all my students and their parents, my principal and fellow teachers. I jumped back in, but it still sounded horrible. My knee was shaking; I was even messing up the chords. All three of them! I eventually made my way through the song and got a rousing ovation.
When they stopped, this is what I said, “ Well guys, I have been telling you all week that you have to be able to embarrass yourself and take chances right? Well here is proof that it is not that bad. I just stood in front of you all and made a fool of myself, and it doesn’t feel that bad, so the lesson is take risks and don’t worry what anyone says.”
I don’t know about you, but that seemed like a better lesson than if I would have nailed the song.

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