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Out of the blue it happened. In a cold sweat  my Icebreaker. Then it was off to the races with

      it dawned on me that I couldn’t be a good leader  the evaluation speech one. I was having (gasp
      and Toastmaster if I wasn’t myself enrolled in the  could this be?) I was having F-U-N! I attained
      program. Isn’t the best offense the best defense? I  knowledge at the level that was not in the original
      had to have proof of what I knew—that it wouldn’t  Competent Communicator manual. Could this

      work. Yet right in front of me there was a crack  be? THE SKY IS . . . CLEARING!
      in the grey and gloomy skies! THE SKY MAY                  What a great tool revising, re-editing, and
      BE FALLING?                                            re-presenting that same speech again. There
          Oh, my goodness. I made the dreaded and  slowly began a feeling of fear and uneasiness

      difficult decision. Great Scott! I had to take an  in my stomach. What hath I wroth? Like a
      assessment? I have a DTM! I then had to pick a  Shakespearian character, I wrung my hands,
      path? The pain, the pain. Yes—I was truly absolved  trying to wash the stain of my erroneous and
      in my mind about what I fanatically believed—          unfounded opposition, and lowered my flag

      this was way too much for me, an experienced  of discontent and surrendered myself to my
      Toastmaster. How could a brand-new neophyte  sorrowful fate.
      to Toastmasters wind their way through this                Confession Number Two: I finished my
      maze—a mine field in my mind. I was dancing  research speech and enrolled in another path!

      with elation and felt validated: THE SKY IS  The fun began anew. Grey skies changed to blue
      STILL FALLING!
          I would love to say it was one of those
      magical moments, an epiphany at the snap of

      the fingers, but it took going through the Level
      One Icebreaker for me to envision the realism
      of my veering off course. I was like the captain
      of the Titanic—steaming on with iceberg

      warnings, confident in my own abilities to make
      the appropriate command decision. And like
      Captain Smith, I had many passengers I was
      leading to their fateful but certain doom. Yes,

      fellow Toastmasters, I began grudgingly working
      through the on-line material and pretending
      I didn’t know anything about Toastmasters or
      my ill-conceived impressions of the Pathways

      program.
          Confession Number One: I began to like the
      material—the layout, the progression, and all the
      various videos and resources available. I finished




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