When I entered high school, I never would have imagined that I would feel comfortable and eager to speak and present in front of others. For most of my life, I dreaded doing projects because I knew that, at the end, I would have to present in front of people. The feeling that presenting gave me is one I do not miss. My hands would tremble uncontrollably, and my voice would shake. I couldn’t help but laugh at myself. It wasn’t something I could control, even though I wanted to so badly. My friends couldn’t understand it either. To them, it wasn’t a big deal if they stuttered or spoke in front of others because it wasn’t going to be for that long.
Going to 9th grade, I was prepared to just sit in the back and get by. I had no clue what my school had in store for me. My school loves PBLs (project-based learning), and they do them quite frequently. I was constantly working with others and presenting. I couldn’t tell you exactly what switched in my brain to make me feel comfortable. I could only tell you how I felt. During sophomore year, in my Math 2 class, my group was up next to present. As it became my turn to start talking, I noticed that the pain in my stomach was gone, my hands were no longer trembling, and my voice wasn’t shaky anymore. Even with all those eyes on me, I still felt fine.
I remember that after the presentation, my teacher pulled me aside and told me how well I had done. At that moment, I knew something had changed, and it was for the better. From that point forward, I have had no trouble presenting. Now, I’m not going to lie, I still get a little nervous before it’s my turn to speak, but it is nothing like it used to be. After gaining more confidence, I decided to get more involved in my school community. I joined the Black Student Union. At first, I was nervous to speak, but I reminded myself how much I had grown. Now, I help lead discussions to educate others about our history. Being part of BSU has allowed me to use my voice not just for myself, but to encourage others to use their voices as well and to create a space where everyone feels heard and valued.
Volunteering at UNC Rex Hospital has been one of many ways I have been able to apply the communication skills I developed through school. As a volunteer, I interacted with patients, families, and staff daily. I’ve learned that even small gestures, like greeting someone with a smile or offering to help them find their way, can make a big difference in someone’s day. When I first started, I was worried I wouldn’t know what to say or how to approach people, but my experiences in project-based learning taught me how to stay confident and kind in conversations.
Looking back, I can see how much I have grown and how much I will continue to grow. My school’s focus on collaboration and communication not only pushed me out of my comfort zone, but it also prepared me to serve my community with confidence. I’ve learned that learning is not just about improving yourself; it’s also about using what you’ve learned to make a difference in someone else’s life. I entered high school unsure of the power of my voice, but I’m leaving ready to use it to serve and inspire others wherever I go.