Last week, a student raised his hand after my lightning safety presentation to his class and asked, "Do you get nervous being on TV?"
It was the beginning of the school year and our assignment in Mrs. Darras' English class was to introduce ourselves. I had a white 8x11 sheet of paper with my notes on it, and when my teacher called my named, I walked to the front of the classroom and started to speak.
As my voice quivered, so did my hands. That white paper shook so violently, I swear students in the classrooms across the hall could see it flying uncontrollably. I sat down at my desk extremely embarrassed and already dreading the next presentation.
Today, I can finish all 29 live shots every morning and feel only a few butterflies, if anything at all. But every now and then, my breath will escape me as my heart beats wildly. Yep, I'm still human.
A few years ago, I bought a magnet for the front of my refrigerator that says:
Courage does not always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, 'I will try again tomorrow." - Mary Anne Radmacher
From my TV high heels, to the baseball cap I wear nearly everywhere else... I'm finding my voice in this blogging world.