...We have all heard that famous statistic, the one that claims the number one fear people have is public speaking, number two is death. Seinfeld had a joke about this stat, he said apparently if people are at a funeral they would rather be in the coffin than be giving the eulogy. If that statistic is accepted as fact, Seinfeld’s joke, while ridiculous sounding, would be technically correct. What is wrong with this scenario? Would people really rather be dead than speak in public? Why? Well I am here to tell you that speaking in public is nothing to be afraid of; I do it all the time. Like most things in life, the more you speak in public, the less nervous you become when you do it. Unfortunately, most people choose to avoid giving speeches so vehemently that they will never do it enough to become comfortable with it. So for all of those people out there who avoid speaking in public like, well, death, I am here to tell you how to breeze through any public speaking engagement and come out the other end as a hit public speaker, with as little stress as possible. Admit You are Nervous This is part of connecting with the audience. When you admit to your nervousness you expose your humanity on a personal level to the audience and they will empathize. They are just as afraid of public speaking as you are. When you admit to your nervousness, the elephant in the room has been directly addressed and neutralized. Admitting that you are nervous also relieves tension within yourself...
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...The Art Of Public Speaking Jemaire D. Steward New York University The Art Of Public Speaking The person who understand the importance of getting their message across in a clear, confident, and persuasive manner and are looking for ways to elevate their delivery from 'good' to 'great'. Successful Public Speaking offers specific, easy to practice strategies and tools to help you: structure your material for the best impact; cope with nervousness; maximize the effect of your presentation by using compelling visual aids; and connect with audiences of varied sizes. It also offers sound advice on how to avoid common public speaking mistakes, that even experienced speakers sometimes make, and tips on how to master the art of storytelling. The three main types of speeches are the informative, the persuasive, and the special occasion. Before deciding which best suits their purposes, however, speakers should first establish their objective in delivering the speech. Once speakers have the objective clearly established, they are then equipped to make the most suitable choice regarding what type of speech to deliver; however, before making this decision, they must have a clear understanding of the three main types of speeches. As the word “informative” implies, an informative speech “informs” those in attendance by providing them with information. Therefore, the speaker is a teacher, and his or her purpose is to educate the audience regarding a topic; and that topic may be an object...
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...I remember vividly the overwhelming feeling of anxiousness that I had, after my school counselor told me that I needed to take a Speech Communication class. Knowing that it was a pre requisite to graduate, I know that I had no other choice but to tough it out. The next several weeks, I thought would be some “agonizing” weeks, turned out to be some of the most fruitful times I had at National University. Public speaking has always been one of my weaknesses, but taking this class has provided me with many tools to add to my tool bag to be successful in public speaking. One of the lessons I have learned is knowing the basics of communication is important in building the foundation of a good speech. So, when we are preparing for a speech, we have to know our audience. Another part of the basics of communication that is just as important is knowing how ethics ties into communications. When speaking to an audience you must build trust based on factual information. If you give factual information and not false information your audience will be more likely to receive your message. Another important lesson I have learned is, how important Speech preparation is. It can either make or break your speech. So, come unprepared, you are almost guaranteed to fail in delivering an effective speech. If you prepare properly, your speech will come out almost naturally. The first part of speech preparation is to know what type of speech you are going to give. Is it...
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...Eulogy We are gathered here today to honor a hardworking, caring and loving guy who has overcome a lot in his life to be successful. I knew Cody since we were little kids, and ever since then he has always said to me “One day I will play college HOCKEy, and then after that I will play in the NHL, it will be a hard journey but I will give whatever it takes to get there.” Unfortunately he never got to the nhl but personally I knew there was something special about the kid, I could see that he had the desire in his eyes and I knew that he could do anything he wanted if he just put his head down and worked as hard as he could. Even though he might have not been the best athlete or necessarily the strongest, he always put in twice as much work in as anyone else, because he knew one day that it will pay off and he will be on top. Being Cody’s closest friend growing up I could see all of the struggles he has been through, with constantly being picked and not having a father figure growing up, but I must say his mother did a damn good job. I think this is why he worked so hard to be the greatest because he wanted to make his Mom proud and he had all these people looking down on him and doubting him. Cody always kept on the same path and never turned into a bad kid, like some kids he grew up with who were the star athletes you could say, and now they are mostly washed up and into drugs and other stuff. Even though Cody grew up with constant bullying towards him he always was so caring...
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...When my Grandmother passed away, I thought about it long and hard. I thought about how I could somehow do something to make her life here on Earth a tribute from the ones whom loved her, and the ones that she had touched. This eulogy written for Corolie Feagin Davis, was not only written as a means to be closure of her life here on Earth, but to celebrate her crossing over into a much better place. That place, which she has spoken to me and others about on several occasions, is where she has been laying up her treasures. All my life she has told me, and others, that she need not gather up her treasures here on this Earth, because as she used to say” her treasures lie on the other side.” Every one of us seated here today has had fond memories of my grandmother. Some of my earliest were when I used to beg her to scratch my back when I was a little boy. You see grandmothers have that soothing touch that seems to make everything better. I can’t count the many times when I fell asleep in her lap while listening to the preacher in the Andrews Church of God, third row from the back on the right side… there weren’t too many Sunday that you couldn’t find her there when I was younger. Also, I keep thinking about the many times when I was younger and I walked her across the field from my parents house to her back door to make sure she got in the house okay, and most importantly that she locked the doors behind herself. It wasn’t because I had too, it was because I wanted to and because...
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...Eulogy for Troy My father has died from a heart attack when he was swinging a bat at the baseball in our yard. I remembered that when he alive, my relationship with my father was not good because he did not approve me to play for the college football game. One time, I came back and steps over my Pop on the porch without saying excuse me. Then he picked a fight with me, and I was not afraid of him. He asserted his manhood and role as father by forcing the respect issue with me, who disrespectfully refuses to say "excuse me" to his father. He told me to leave the house and lived on my own since I did not respect him anymore. He said that: “You just another nigger on the street to me!” At that time, I was very angry, and I can not control myself. I talked back to him and point out that the house was not his property. That should be owned by Uncle Gabe whose government paychecks paid for the most mortgage payments. We were very angry and could not control ourselves. Then he was suddenly attacked me, and I was hitting him back with the baseball bat but it did not hit him. My Pop finally kicked me out of the house, and told me not to come back. He would take my belonging next to the fence. I leave the house and I joined in the Marines later on. The day I came back was the day of my Pop’s funeral. At first, I still not happy with his decision for not letting me play in the college football team, so I did not want to go to the funeral. Then my mom told me something that make...
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...Written Composition (Eulogy) Prepared by: GROUP 5 (Henry) Lately, many people have expressed their sympathies about my grandma’s long, painful battle, saying how hard it was for them when their parent had to spend months in the hospital. However, I realized after she passed that I am grateful to have spent so much time with her during this last chapter of her life. When she wasn’t under anaesthesia, she and I would spend hours talking about everything we could, as if we were making up for lost time. Sometimes we started out by talking about life at her childhood home in Calauan Laguna, and she would end up telling me what kind of man I ought to marry. “Whatever you do,” she would say, “make sure you marry for love and not because you need him. A man is not a financial plan.” Then, ever the helpful teacher, she would add with a smile, “Although, they do rhyme and that may be why so many people get confused about that.” When someone you love passes away, there is a strong temptation to remember them perhaps a little too well. Misdeeds are forgotten. Offenses are forgiven. Only the most shining characteristics of our loved ones make it into the version of them that we keep with us when they depart. My mother’s only fault was in leaving behind a husband, and two children who loved her very much. The best thing that she has left behind for us is her example. Most people who knew her would be surprised to learn that she struggled with clinical depression on and off for...
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...FOR ANYBODY THAT DOESN’T KNOW ME, IM KYLE, ONE OF NANAS 6 GRANDCHILDREN. AS MOST OF YOU KNOW NANA WAS AN AMAZING WOMAN. FAMILY ALWAYS CAME FIRST WHEN IT CAME TO HER. NOTHING MADE HER HAPPIER THAN HAVING HER FAMILY OVER FOR PASTA AND HER FAMOUS MEATBALLS. MEATBALLS WERE JUST ONE OF HER COOKING SPECIALTIES HOWEVER. SHE ALSO MADE AMAZING HOMEMADE WEDDING SOUP AND EVERY CHRISTMAS SHE BAKED ENOUGH COOKIES TO FEED A SMALL ARMY. IF THERE WERE TWO RULES TO FOLLOW AT NANAS I WOULD SAY NEVER SAY NO WHEN SHE OFFERS A SECOND PLATE OF FOOD, AND NEVER EVVVVVERRRR SAY ANYTHING BAD ABOUT THE NEW YORK YANKEES OR DEREK JETER. OR AS NANA LIKED TO CALL HIM DEREK JETERS. ONE OF MY FAVORITE MEMORIES FROM CHILDHOOD WITH NANA WAS A WEEKEND WHEN SHE WATCHED ME AND TWO OF MY COUSINS JOHNNY AND ALEX. ONE OF THE AFTERNOONS SHE WALKED US TO MCDONALDS FOR HAPPY MEALS AND MILKSHAKES. THIS MIGHT NOT SOUND LIKE MUCH BUT WHEN YOU ARE ABOUT 8 YEARS OLD IT DOESN’T GET MUCH BETTER THAN THIS. OUR HERO NANA WAS THE ONE WHO MADE IT HAPPEN. SHE WAS THE TYPE OF WOMAN I HOPE MY 6 MONTH OLD DAUGHTER GROWS UP TO BE LIKE. SHE CHOSE TO SEE THE GOOD IN PEOPLE. IF YOU ASKED HER ABOUT ANY OF HER FRIENDS OR MEMBERS OF OUR FAMILY THEY WERE PERFECT IN HER EYES. SHE WAS AN INSPIRATION TO ALL OF US. I FOUND OUT ONLY 1% OF PEOPLE DIAGNOSED WITH PANCREATIC CANCER LIVE FOR 10 YEARS OR MORE. NANA IS PART OF THAT 1%. WE WERE TRULY BLESSED TO SHARE THE PAST 10 YEARS WITH HER. SHE WAS THE STEREOTYPICAL STUBBORN ITALIAN GRANDMA, AND SHE WASN’T...
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...Liana Grace our precious little angel brought to this world and taken far too early. I can remember all the years of your mom getting pregnant and hoping it was time for her girl. Of course she considered us, her dancers, to be her daughters but it wasn’t the same as having her own. Finally after about 17 years of boys, you came along and your family was so excited. We couldn’t wait for you to arrive, all your mom’s dancers considered you as a sister and we were counting the minutes until we met you! On the day of March 22nd you were born and though the emotions were filled with joy, sadness was quick to follow. You had a small hole in your heart, which made us all very nervous. Shortly after tests and results, the doctors told us the hole would be okay but there was something else more concerning. Your chromosomes weren’t all there; they had discovered a disease called trisomy 18. Our hearts were torn we finally got to meet you only to know we didn’t have much time with you. We knew we had to cherish every single moment we got to spend with you; and boy did we. Your bright blues eyes lit up the entire room when you came in. Those tiny little hands wrapped around our fingers were the happiest of moments. Right from the start you came to dance class to hang out and see your dance sisters in action. None of us could focus on the dance because you stole the attention of the room and you were all we wanted. Six short weeks was all the doctor said we had with you. You were a fighter...
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...But regardless of our careers and graduate school fate, what really matters at the end of the day are our “eulogy values” — traits that will be remembered far past our time on this earth (Brooks). Indeed, no one will remember us as competent professionals or as wealthy entrepreneurs, but rather as kind, caring children, siblings, parents and friends. Graduate school admissions and hiring processes should value these attributes over mere numerics, and recognize eulogy values for their true worth. Doing so will yield more inclusive campuses and more collaborative workplace — collective goods which are critical — yet often lacking — in the world. And those attributes are far more important than the standardized metrics and expectations we will all be subject to at some point or another. After all, when we depart this world, what do we want to be remembered...
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...Eulogy Project My family and I took a trip to Hawaii, where we had our first family reunion away from home. We all gathered on a boat to travel the coast of Honolulu. We all sat on the deck of the boat to watch the projector of our family history and pictures. We had our laughs and cries but afterwards we settled down for dinner. After dinner the grown ups let all the kids explore the boat. While all of the kids were walking, two of boys started to horse play and one fell off the side of the boat. I was one of the adults on site, not a bad or good swimmer, so jumped in immediately and tried to rescue the child as fast as I could. As I jumped in, I grabbed a life saver and put it around him. One of my family members was pulling him back on the deck as fast as they could. While he was getting pulled up, I was sinking and running out of oxygen slowly. My eyes were blurry and my head was getting heavy, but out of blurriness I saw someone yelling “Hang on! Hang on!” I had tried to hang on as long as I could, but I eventually died. They tried to recover me, but by then my lungs had already collapse because of the pressure of the water. On July 16, 2027, the world lost a great young woman in a tragic death. R.I.P. Kallyiah Rush-...
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...6/12/13 Handara Daniswara COM111 Eulogy For Chivalry Most studies found that the number one fear for Americans is the fear of public speaking, followed by death. That means as of right now I am better off if were inside that casket than standing here delivering this eulogy to you. We are here to commemorate the dead of Chivalry. I still remember the first time I saw him, in a Disney cartoon where he fought through a dragon just to save a girl, that cartoon was the Sleeping Beauty. Since then I saw more of him, opening doors for people, giving up seats for people, volunteer to carrying things for people, pulls out chair for people, paying the bill in his first date, the second date, and reluctantly in the third date but he still pays the bill. He is basically courageous and courteous. We are all mournful by his death, except women who killed Chivalry. If he were still alive today, the world would be a better place. Women, elderly, and kids do not have to stand in public transport; Chivalry would give up his seat. Women would have free dinner; Chivalry would pay the bill. And there would not be any need for automatic doors; Chivalry would open it up for you. Chivalry however did not die in vain. He has set us an example throughout his life, a code of conduct, that we men should follow suit. And if we do, we might bring Chivalry back from the...
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...This world is a stage. It will shine with bright lights but one day the lights are going to cut off. Every so often, I believe we all conceptualize about that day when we will meet our maker. Not everybody wants to succumb, but it is life’s final chapter. Every now and then, I think about my funeral, death and what I want to be told at my funeral. And never in a ghoulish perspective. If you are still alive when I went to my reward. I want a traditional service nothing over the roof. I don’t want a long funeral. I want white and purple lilies that will be created into multiple sprays. I will require purple and white attire, anybody with other colors will be not be permitted in. And if somebody is going deliver my Eulogy tell them to not talk for a long period of time. Every so often, I awe about what I want him to say....
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...My eulogy It is indeed a sad day for all of us. When you lose such a great person. I think sharing our grief would help us ease our burdens. I might have meant something to each and every one of you. Personally, I was my guardian angel. I remember when we were in school you often got into fights because of me. People used to tease me and he didn’t want to see me get hurt so he tried to protect me. He is also the only person I could confide in. I could talk to him about anything because he never judged or scolded me. He always had some great advice ready for me. He had this trait where he could always turn a dull party around. He was such a character. He knew how to be serious at times and he also knew when to joke around. As a friend he was also very dear. He always found time to be with his friends. He was a very loyal and kind friend. He was also very polite; he was the kind of man who always opened doors for ladies. He could be very immature at times but that’s just because he was still a child inside a young man’s body. I remember our last talk together; we talked about death and how our funerals should be. You didn’t like to see people cry, especially your family. We only talked about this as a joke and now I realize why you had mentioned it. He told me he wanted to have rides at his funeral or anything that would make people happy. I jokingly answered him that I could easily arrange for it but I’d have to face his mother’s wrath. He just answered, “that ’it will...
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...Eulogy When I think of Reed as a child, I remember how much he loved exploring the ravine next to our house. More than half of his summers were spent wandering through the woods, looking for bugs under rocks and along the creek, climbing trees, catching humming birds, and generally doing things that would have given his parents gray hair or a stroke if they knew what he had been up to. He had a very adventurous spirit and was always up for a challenge, he was competitive, a great leader, an avid learner, and a good example to his family, spunk, creativity and determination were some of the many qualities he possesed. I have to share one memory that really illustrates Reed's fearless, and sometimes impulsive, nature. Some of the neighbor dogs were growling and bearing teeth at his little brothers, Reed, being a natural protector, decided to hit one of them on a head with a big stick and chase it off, the other one got a rock in the ribs. This was when he was just 7 years old. As he got older he ventured to even greater heights, he played as many sports as possible until high school, and then tapered off to refine his skills in just a couple. Another example of his daredevil spirit was when he took his toboggan off the edge of the ravine, sailing to at least thirty feet and landing head first in super deep powder wich was even colder than I would ever know, as he said. His cheeks were purple and he was pawing out snow from the inside of his jacket, crawling...
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