STAR OF THE STAGE

                                       

It was a warm September morning. The sun was there but it wasn’t oppressive. The day had started as usual. After 12-B had two physics and two biology lessons in the morning; it had finally come to the last lesson before lunch break: Mathematics…

They loved Mr. İlyas very much but they were not good with Mathematics. They had to solve their issues related to Mathematics now because being a senior in high school required this…

While Nehir was thinking to herself, “I wish a miracle would happen so that the class wouldget canceled”…

Just then the door rang and the assistant principal Miss Simge entered.

“I said let the class get canceled but I didn’t mean for us to get into trouble…” she said to herself.

Miss Simge started talking.

“Greetings, kids. First of all, happy new school year. You are now in the 12th grade this year, you need to work very hard. I hope we will send you all to beautiful places, I believe. I came to share very important news with you. As you know, our school is a very deep-rooted and historical school. This year, we will be celebrating the 150th anniversary of our school. Similar to the 100th anniversary, we are planning to organize a big conference this year. We have invited our old retired teachers, our school valedictorians, some old graduates who we think will motivate you and many more :) Of course, we have surprises as well... We will need a presenter for this important night... Also, that student will be responsible for the general preparation of the presentation. Stage decorations, arrangements, general flow, etc. It would be better if they were from the upper classes. I chose your class because you have been the most respectful class I have found for the last 4 years. I know you are busy, but is there anyone who will both take our load off and want to be the light and star of our stage on this important and meaningful night?”

As soon as the vice principal finished his words, there was a sudden silence in the class. Everyone was both very excited and scared. A lot of things were going through their minds, it was felt.

Nehir also started thinking to herself. “What an important day for the school! Photos and videos everywhere… It’s both very reactionary and very proud…”

“Just as I predicted. I saw you very anxious. I knew more or less that there would be no volunteers, so I had a candidate in mind. If she accepts, I would love to be the presenter of our night. Nehir… What do you think about this?”

“Me-me?.. Me, Miss Simge? Are you sure?”

“Yes, my dear, I am very sure. Your stance, respect, diligence, and behavior towards your teachers have always caught my attention. This is a 4-year observation :) When I brought this up with the Principal, he found it very appropriate. Your diction is also quite good, there is only a little bit of a shyness problem, I hope we will solve that too :)”

“Teacher… What you said is very valuable but I have no idea. First of all, I get very excited… Also, also… I have stage fright! How am I going to give a presentation? You said that I would have many tasks, how am I going to handle them?”

“Nehir, please calm down, we will talk about all this and explain it in detail. Everything is clear from the color of your outfit to its shape. We will tell you the plan. It will not take much of your time, we are aware that you are an exam student. There are still 4 months left until this conference, we will work slowly and get it done. We are already with you, but since you are so worried, you can choose a friend whose hard work you trust as your assistant. Let me do you a favor like this. Remember, you will have your name written for the 150th anniversary celebrations of such a deep-rooted school. The spirituality of this is also very different. Then… You accepted, didn’t you?”

“Okay, Miss… Okay… If you say so… We have an agreement.”

People…

People are sometimes very interesting…

“I have stage fright, I can’t give a presentation!” They say…

Forgetting that they are on a stage every morning when they wake up…

That every new day is a brand new stage where they have to perform… Without realizing it at all…

People…

They pay great attention to the decor, design, and details of the stage they will be on at a conference…

Or the color of their clothes, how they are ironed…

That’s not wrong anyway.

What about the decors of our life stage?

The places we are, the places we pass through?

Is that unimportant?

People…

They meticulously choose the person who will make their job easier and support them at that important conference…

What about the supporting roles, the extras of their own lives? …

How carefully do they choose them?

How much detail do they think about?

How much do they focus on the benefit?

That’s what is valuable.

Our life stage in which we are the leading role,

To be able to enjoy…

To be able to make it beautiful…

To be able to make it quality…

And to include supporting roles that will support these, that will make us better than yesterday, into our lives…

This is what people could not understand…

Which people?

Almost all people…