Saturday, May 07, 2011
When the Body Speaks
I did some when working at Ohio State. I was horrible.
I did some when working in a hospital - to groups of a few hundred at a time. The first time S-U-C-K-E-D. But it was a series of talks that I did about 10 times and by round number three I was pretty comfortable with myself and the material. I did ok.
It really comes down to the material and not as much the audience. If you know your shizz, it's not all that bad. But that's just the fear part.
I'm not a good public speaker for a number of reasons: I say "um" too often at pauses. I rush my words (probably nerves), I feel that I speak in a monotone fashion. I shift weight from foot to foot. I fidget with my hands.
All distracting to your audience.
So when I was in Chicago this last week, one full day was spent with small groups of 4-5 learning tricks to being better at public speaking. It wasn't toastmasters or anything, but I have to say it was very helpful.
We had a supportive group, so when we had to get up and talk or do vocal exercises that make one look like an ass, no one even chuckled at the other.
Oh, and all of our 6-7 presentations were videotaped and played back for review.....and critique. Yikes. ....and they'll be put on a portal so we can review our own tapes (and only our own). I don't know I'll go back to visit that site.
Actually, after the first time, it was not as bad as it sounds and truthfully, it ended up helping. I'm sure someone else has said it, but. I wasn't a good as I wanted, but not as bad as I feared. And after the first one, I was markedly improved.
I'm not ready to present at any Zig Zigler or Tony Robbins forums, but getting up in front of a board of directors, I think I'm good.
In the bar, after training was done, one of my peers mentioned, "isn't it odd, when we're talking like this we don't say "umm" or have those pauses?" It never occurred to me before.
When we had to do the vocal exercises, the instructor asked if we had seen the King's Speech. I don't think he appreciated me asking if we'd do the one where Colin Firth says "fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck" over and over again. Everyone else laughed.
The last day of my time in Chicago, I had to give a 45 minute presentation, for which I had less than two hours to prepare. ...and this is after the instructor saying, for every minute you present, you need an hour of prep time. HA! ...and he wasn't even talking about writing the presentation, he meant practicing it.
Yeah - cause I had 45 hours to get ready. It wasn't a total disaster. I wasn't as good as I wanted, or as bad as I think I did.
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