I was amazed that the Farmington Public Library had a seminar room large enough to conduct a performance.  I didn't know who the audience would be and was worried about anything that could go wrong.  I was already met with frustration as I was the only one who did not wear full black attire, and this gave me feelings of alienation.  However, I was there to do what I had planned and waited for the show to begin.

The poetry performance I had pictured in my mind was not anything like what was actually happening.  I thought the children's book showroom was serving for our stage and that our audience would be elementary children.  I had to adapt fast if I was going to keep up with my ever changing vision on how to conduct my part in the performance.  I had to spend my time in silence going over my lines and remembering my positioning.  After I got everything down in my head I was ready to go.

We began our performance with a talking commotion which was supposed to be a symbolic representation of what our teacher was saying, and while others were making their way to hide under blankets, I had to make my way to one of the audience chairs so that I could take a collaborating role in a skit.  Since I wasn't dressed like the others it was more fitting that I remain in-between my peers and the audience in terms of my role.

When I moved onto the next skit my partner and I did an excellent job.  Everything went smoothly and I felt relieved that it was over. It was a feeling of success.