Just feeling so somber on this special Teachers' Day celebration...I totally ruined the chance to pursue my dream job as an Announcer/Broadcast Journalist at Putra FM (Universiti Putra Malaysia's very own radio station). This has been one of my dream so I dressed up for the part in order to portray a pleasant worker's appearance; went there early and put up a brave face even though I was not.
My nervousness clearly cloud up my language so I stuttered, stammered and swallowed my words that the other non-TESL candidate did a better broadcast for the audition; I knew it because I heard and peeped his audition session. Such a shame for an English language teacher-to-be who is supposed to have a flawless language acquisition, I need to practice, practice and practice!
This is just so sad, I should only use English in my daily conversation since I am not proficient in my speaking skills; this is high time to reflect on my effort to brushing up my language. Seriously, I will stop talking in my native language starting from now for the best of my future. This is firm even though it may sound so arrogant to some people; I have to do the right thing in my life.
Nevertheless, it was still worthy of an experience! I managed to step into Putra FM's studio and get the feeling of a radio announcer. Even if I were not chosen as one of the announcer, I promise that I will not fret at all. There are stuff in life that you are totally good at, and some part are just not meant for you. In fact, I have tried my best so now it is up to the management team. Insyaallah, rezeki ada di mana-mana ;)
P/S: If I were not fated to be sitting on the Announcer seat, perhaps I could still join Putra FM as a writer for English programs or any odd jobs right?