A Three Year Document
"It's about time for the results to come out"
"I know! I really hope I make it!"
It's my sophomore year. For my entire high school career, I've dreaded this list. The list of names of favorite presentations that get to go onto the next round of the competition. I've been in FBLA (Future Business Leaders of America) for quite some time. Today is the day I make it past my state competition prelims. I can feel it.
It's part of my routine to sit in the bathroom with my friend awkwardly waiting for the dreaded list. It's quite a sight to see.
"Wait - I think it's out," I say with a terrible ache in my stomach"
"Holy crap! What's it say?”
I can feel my heart jumping out of my ribcage. My eyes start getting heavy, it's time.
I open the document. I don't see my name.
“It's not there,” I can feel some stray tears dripping down my face.
My friend sits there with a frown. It's all over. This was my life. I'm never going to get there. I'm done. I get up from my seat and walk out to go back to bed.
Even while trying to go asleep, that failure was always on my mind.
***
It's my Junior year in FBLA state competitions. This year, I tried the Visual Design event, something I was scared to try out, but something I'm passionate about.
Surprise! Here I am again on the bathroom counter. With a friend by my side.
“It's out! Look at it!” My friend shouts out.
Ok. It's game time. I open up the list for the third year in a row, butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I can't fail again. I just can't.
After scrolling through the events for a while, I finally get to my event. It's one of the final letters in the alphabet, so it's one of the last ones.
I close my eyes for a moment, trying to calm myself down. It's time. Let's do this.
I open them.
Visual Design Prelim Winner #6 - Kyrie Rogers
I sit there for a second, processing.
“I did it,” I whisper with a voice crack.
“Wait, you got through?!” my friend gets up off of the floor.
She shakes my shoulders in excitement.
“Yay! You deserve it Kyrie! You tried so hard!”
Eventually, we get up and try to go back to sleep.
For the third year in a row, I couldn't sleep, not because I failed, but because my work had been rewarded.
I made it to state my freshman, sophomore, and junior years, which is a reward in itself. However, I felt like I was better than that, I needed to grow and achieve more. I engaged with the people around me, interacted more with the judges, and my passion exuded during my presentation therefore pulling in the audience. Finally, with my newfound understanding of the people around me and my passion on display, I broke the state competition prelim barrier and eventually placed 11th out of hundreds.
With that successful step achieved, I am ready to push past my next barrier and get to nationals this year. I have now proven that I can reach new heights with the combination of my experiences in these competitions, gaining confidence and showcasing my passions. Nobody can stop what I can achieve. Not even something as small as a preliminary document being read for the third year in a row.