In my freshman year of college I was required to take a speech class. Aside from the fact that death was probably preferable to me, I did take away a lot of value from that class. Small pond to big pond and all that stuff, I will save for another post. Today being Christmas, I want to talk about the candy cane. Because of my high anxiety levels during college, I can remember very little of the four years. But one of the assignments sticks out in my mind. Object impromptu it was called, I believe. The Professor came around the room, reached into a box, and gave each of us an object. We then had 10 mins to prepare a speech, which we had to give that day in class. My object was a candy cane. I reflected on my experiences with candy canes and came up with a...
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