One of the many blessings of our work is receiving an unexpected surprise to brighten your day. Recently, I received an e-mail message from Jake Love, a young man who had taken my Dale Carnegie course in 2010, who is now in his first year at Michigan State University (Go Spartans!). To say that I was delighted would be an understatement – receiving sincere testimonies like these are what fill my heart with love and passion for this important work. Read his letter here – and enjoy!
I know it’s been quite some time since the last time we talked, but I had something I wanted to share with you!
Earlier this semester, after much deliberation, I took a leap of faith and decided to rush a fraternity. As the weeks progressed I came to know all of the brothers in the house as well as my pledge class (with more than a little help from Dale Carnegie might I add) and really began to feel like I could make something of myself here. (In fact, I was so well liked by my peers that I was elected president of my pledge class!)
About three weeks ago, our president informed us that the associate members (pledges) would be allowed to run for the 4 lowest tier Executive Council positions: Historian, Chaplain, Secretary and Warden. I realized that this was my shot at making something of myself in this house, and so I seized the opportunity. Of the four positions, the only one that stood out above the rest was Warden. The Warden is in charge of educating new members, assigning said members their ‘big brother’ mentors, and acting as a voice of reason when presiding over Chapter meetings. So, I spent a few hours with our current warden to get a better understanding of the position, and then waited a few weeks.
When Sunday morning came, I woke up realizing that I hadn’t even considered what I was going to say! Not only that, but I had a TREMENDOUSLY important chemistry exam the following morning, for which I was not prepared. I spent nearly the entire day in the library, and ended up at the house at 6pm, with only two hours to prepare. I felt that familiar sense of dread and unease as the clock counted down,
and when we all gathered and were seated in the formal room, I felt like I was going to vomit. I barely heard any of what the E.C. members said as they went through reports. When the time for elections came and Warden was up, I felt something shift inside me. Everything we covered last fall, all the talks I gave and lessons I learned and embarrassing moments we as a class shared, came back to me in one glorious moment. I stood up, volunteered to talk first, and proceeded to give THE CAMPAIGN SPEECH OF A LIFETIME. I was quiet and I was loud. I was guarded and I was emotional. I was a comedian, yet I was stern. Overall, above everything else I was able to weave into that glorious five minutes of ‘CARNEGIZED’ speech, I was CONFIDENT.
So thank you Susan Dooley. Thank You, Kathy, Teri, RJ, Pat, Gloria, the Dale Carnegie class of Fall 2010, and anyone else I might have missed for guiding me on the path to bettering myself as a speaker, a networker, a student, a teacher, and as a person.
Your faithful student and friend,