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National Honors Society: Age 16

by HijabMan :: posted 21 April 98

In my junior year of high school, another classmate nominated me to run for the vice presidency of the National Honor Society. I decided what the hell? I only live once! So I decided to run against these “popular” people but realized the only way I had a chance at winning was to make them all laugh, or do something extraordinary. So I made up a speech and decided to give it in the infamous stereotypical indian accent. But all I am is nervous- my head is full of “what if’s:”

What if they don’t laugh? What if I make a fool of myself? The time has come, this morning I go up to a few people and say, “im scared,” hoping to get some motivation, or some form of sympathy.

Soon they called up all of the candidates for vice president….and I stood last in line…when it was my turn, however, the lady yelled “come up if ur running for president” The crowd gasped, “she dissed that kid!”

I quickly played into it and give her a weird look like “ohh my god what’s up with that?” the audience calmed down. I stood up on a chair (almost losing my balance…) And in my best indian accent I said,

“Vell let me just say this, If I could, I vould give you all of the squishy’s in the vorld!” (as i say “all of the squishy’s in the world, I throw my arms out and tilt my head back as if im receiving a divine inspiration. The audience (200+ people) laugh their asses off. It takes them atleast a minute to stop. and I talk some more.

“Do vhat APU vould do, vote for ME, but more importantly, “please come again.” (with a little head shake).

After it was all over these guys came up and congratulated me, I saw some of their ballots, they previously circled someone elses name, but after i had gone, they crossed them out and circled my name…. ). I realize that some of you may believe that using a south asian accent was not the greatest thing in the world, but for that 30 seconds, Iwas a totally different person.- on that chair I WAS ME! I was that person who could make people laugh and smile. That was me. It was the first time I had spoken publicly, and the audience didn’t matter.

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