At Home

Before I debate, there’s this feeling I get, my legs get wobbly, my feet get tired my mind goes blank and I smile, a big stupid cocky smile. It hasn’t always been that way though… In the eighth grade, I was the most arrogant little kid imaginable, I had good grades, the best grades *cough*, I believed I was a yet-to-be-discovered genius. Debate convinced me otherwise.
My first debate, I was prepared, frankly my only fear was for the other team, and when the judge called up “first speaker affirmative” I freaked out, and for the next five minutes I said deeply profound and grammatically sound statements like “economics affects population is bad”, at the end of the debate, our judge told me that I was the worst speaker in the room, and that if it weren’t for my second speaker the debate had been lost.
 After I debate, the feeling is different, I feel electric, like I have just done something I want to do for the rest of my life. Debate has changed and will continue to change my life. The most beautiful thing is debate makes me feel at home in places as far away from home as humanly possible, proof? I felt at home in a village of WEST VIRGINIA. I am looking forward to meeting people, debating, panicking and winning at the World school Debate Championship. Let’s make history!
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