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Creative Writing: My Summer Off
Memory can be so fickle. Like some great book that is slowly loosing
its pages, you begin with an entire novel full of details and descriptions and,
if you’re not careful, you end up with nothing more than the cover and the brief
synopsis on the back page. My novel on the subject of the end of summer school
debate has lost its share of pages but the back-cover synopsis, the essence of
the entire experience, is still with me.
?We are about to begin our annual debating tournament,? the instructor
beamed with an enthusiasm that let each of us know how happy he was that we had
made it this far. ?It will be the culmination of your six weeks of learning and
will count as a considerable part of your grade for the course. We will begin
at eight tomorrow morning. Get some practice, get some sleep, see you there.?
I don’t know what drew me to the course but I can remember my parents
telling me they felt I should go to summer school. I was opposed to the concept
of summer school right up to the moment I was issued the dictum ?go to school or
get a job?, at which point I became the world’s greatest advocate of off-season
learning. Besides, I was only fifteen and the workplace just wasn’t ready for
me. So I thumbed through the course book, singing a chorus of no’s until I
arrived on the Debate and Public Speaking page. There resided a large
photograph of a boy confidently standing behind an ornate podium, clearly frozen
in the middle of some captivating and influential argument. I read the passage
describing the course and was immediately sold. How could a stuffy math class
or a trivial course in art compare to ?a course that teaches students the skills
and techniques of competitive debate, culminating in a week long tournament??
So I filled out the forms and mailed them and before I knew It I was sitting in
a lecture hall, learning the skills and techniques of competitive debate.
As I have said, I was only fifteen and perhaps this debating course was
not yet ready for me either. I was both the youngest and least experienced of
the lot. Little could be done to gain ground on the former adversity, but I set
about rectifying th latter by filling a notebook with all the wisdom that the
teacher could impart to us during the hour long periods. When it was time for
the first debate, I studied up on my notes, reviewed my speech, marched over to
the outdoor amphitheater and was summarily destroyed by a girl would surely go
on to be a lawyer, if she wasn’t one already. Two days later I was bludgeoned
by a boy who lied to the judge so convincingly that all my facts were forgotten,
he would be a politician. And so the sorry sequence continued, the opponents
kept changing but the results remained the same. I grew bitter and frustrated
but I did not walk away. Instead I compiled lists, long lists, of what I had
done wrong and how to do better. With each debate the lists grew longer, until
their growth was halted by the teacher’s announcement that the tournament would
begin in a day and we were to get some rest.
That night I studied and review my lists, reliving the anguish that
accompanied each pointer: ?Don’t let your speech blow away in the wind. Look
the judge in the eye. Breath deeply. Don’t stutter.? The following morning I
went into the debate and rambled through a mediocre speech in a mediocre tone.
When I had delivered my mediocre conclusion, I waited for the judge’s decision
because it is the polite thing to do, not because I needed further confirmation
of my imminent loss. So I sat there In my chair adding to the list as the judge
announced that each of us had garnered the same number of points, but, because
ties were not allowed, he had awarded the debate to me. I was dumbfounded but I
concealed my disbelief so the judge would think me deserving of his accolade.
When I shook hands with my opponent, it felt different than it had previously,
maybe it is because this time I was giving the hand shake rather than receiving
it. I had taken the grand prize and that hand shake was merely his consolation
gift. I erased each of the points I had added to the list, I was becoming
better at debate, but I was not ready to argue with success. Maybe the list now
covered every possible pitfall, making loss an impossibility, but I doubted it.
I am proud to say that I was giving the hand shake at the end of each of
the next four rounds, placing myself in the semi-finals. I never assumed that a
debate was going to be easy, but when the politician walked into the room and
shook my hand, I knew this match would be a challenge. He won the coin toss and
chose the affirmative side, which gave him the power to define the terms of the
debate. The resolution given to him was ?be it resolved that two heads are
better than one.? With all the shrewdness he had employed in our previous
debate, he defined the terms as ?sexual reproduction is better than asexual
reproduction? and proceeded to present a convincing case as to why life is
better because of sex. I probably spoke for two minutes before I could think up
a proper response. but I did. I based my case on the lower rate of birth
defects in asexual reproduction, the process of grafting lost limbs back on to
plants and the ability of populations of asexual reproducers to row at
astonishing rates. My words flowed cleanly a smoothly, the speech was well
organized and the logic made sense. I knew I had won and the judge confirmed
this assertion. So out of 50 people, myself being the youngest and least
experienced, I had made it to the final round of a double elimination tournament
without a single loss. I shook his hand and sped home in an elated state.
The following day the final match occurred. It was held in outdoors in
the amphitheater and a crowd of thirty people had gathered to watch. I was so
confidant from the last match that I had not even looked over my sacred list of
debate follies. The sun was shinning and it was going to be a hot day but a
pleasant breeze kept the weather pleasant. I stepped up to the same ornate
podium that was in the photograph and tried to look as convincing and composed
as the boy in the catalogue. As I read the definitions and began to argue,the
breeze, like some malicious hand, snatched my notes from the podium and hurled
them to the ground. I paused and picked them up but the mood was broken and,
for reasons I am still not sure of, the audience turned on me. At first there
was an isolated taunting from a few people in the back rows. But the heckling
spread like a cancer until the entire audience was not listening to me for my
case but instead probing for mistakes to harp on. I lost my cool, began to
breath faster and even stuttered a few times. It was an act of supreme mercy
that time expired before I was able to plunge the dagger any deeper into my
chances of winning. When it came time for the audience to vote on which side
they thought had won, I did not receive a single vote. I had my hand shaken by
my opponent and received a cup for my other consolation prize. Though the cup
looked empty I will always remember it as full of a humiliation with a twist of
humbling.
Even today, I still keep the folly list and review it before each debate.
Sometimes I want nothing more than to forget that humiliating expierence but
one positive result did come of that fateful day. I continued to debate long
after summer school was over, and still pursue the activity today. I was
unwilling to end my debating career on such a sour note so I joined the Loomis
Debate Society and have yet to endure a loss quite as punishing as the summer
school debacle. It was liberating to know that no matter how bad I did on my
first debate for the school, it would be an improvement over my previous
encounter. Since then I have gone to national tournaments, become president of
the Debate Society and had my share of victories and losses, not bad for a
career born in humiliation and a summer off from work. Written on the back of
that book cover, long past when all the pages have fallen out, will always be
the beginning of an enjoyable activity and one of the most emotionally trying
moments of my life.
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