Personal Narrative: The 4-H Demonstration Contest

Everyone, at some point in their life, has a proud moment. Something that the memory of just fills them with pride. As I sit in my 4-H lawn chair, watching the Scarecrow Fest parade, I am reminded of the time I won the 4-H Demonstration Contest.
It was a warm summer day, and I was about twelve years old. I had been practicing my speech for weeks and now the big day was finally here. I woke up with butterflies in my stomach and could barely choke down any breakfast.
The 4-H Demonstrations Contest was always a huge part of my summer. First I would begin brainstorming ideas until I found one I liked, and then my mom and I would work and edit my speech until it was perfect. That year my topic was Buying Clothes the S.M.A.R.T. Way. I knew my topic inside and out, but as I sat in the car heading towards the

Something that the memory of just fills them with pride. As I sit in my 4-H lawn chair, watching the Scarecrow Fest parade, I am reminded of the time I won the 4-H Demonstration Contest.
It was a warm summer day, and I was about twelve years old. I had been practicing my speech for weeks and now the big day was finally here. I woke up with butterflies in my stomach and could barely choke down any breakfast.
The 4-H Demonstrations Contest was always a huge part of my summer. First I would begin brainstorming ideas until I found one I liked, and then my mom and I would work and edit my speech until it was perfect. That year my topic was Buying Clothes the S.M.A.R.T. Way. I knew my topic inside and out, but as I sat in the car heading towards the fairgrounds, my stomach was full of butterflies. What if I couldn 't do this? What if I forget something?
Finally we pulled into the parking lot and walked inside. All sorts of other kids were there, ready to give their presentations, just like me. I sat down and waited for my turn to go on. As I waited, I watched the other 4-Hers’ presentations. They