Friday, January 8, 2010

Jack's


Traditionally, Jacks Are Metal Objects Bearing Six Tips At Right Angles To One Another, Four Of Which Are Usually Rounded, With Two Opposite Tips More Pointed. This Ensures The Jack Is Relatively Easy To Pick Up. Also Required Is A Small Rubber Ball, Used As a Sort Of Timing Device: The Jacks Are Manipulated In The Time It Takes The Ball To Bounce Up In The Air And Return To The Height Of The Hand That Catches It.
Now, Was That A Bunch Of Useless Information To You? It Could Be Or Could Be Not.
I Was A Sophomore In High School And My Class Was Speech With Ms Darlene Miller.
We Were Instructed To Reach Into The Sack And Pull Out An Item. Your Hopes Are Always That Someone Goes Before You. It Gives You An Opportunity To Prepare Yourself For A Path For Mystery. What Would I Pull Out? A Student Pulled Out A Light bulb. Another Was A Wristwatch.
We Were Required To Give A 3 Minute Speech On Whatever Item We Pulled Out. We Were To Explain The Subject. It's Purpose, History, Creator, Etc.
Yes It Was A Jack That I Pulled Out Of That Sack. I Had A Little Bit Of Experience In Playing With Jacks As A Young Boy. My Sister Use To Play It. I Was Not As Good As Her But It Was Fun And Different. Games Back Then Were Simple And Cheap.
I Decided To Take That Class So I Could Overcome My Fear Of Speaking To Audiences.
The Class Really Never Accomplished My Goal. Today I Continue My Fear In Speaking To Large Crowds.
I Deal With It And Put My Self In The Position Where I Must Speak To Large Crowds.
35 Years Later I Gave The Biggest Speech Of My Life To Danville City Officials. Because Of The Essential Tools I Used Back In 1972 Ignited My Ability To Perform What I Considered A Passionate Battle I Knew I Could Not Win.
No Matter The End Result, My Days In Speech Class Became An Indirect Memorable Speech 35 Years Later.
From That Day On My Views Are Known By All. I Enjoy Expressing Myself Through My Writings. Maybe Those Who Know Me Best Are The Ones Who Read My Thoughts.

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