Weekly report 2
While in my high school I was a part of a show choir. We sang and danced, and it was something I loved to do. During my time, I became a leader of the choir, leading warm-ups, running music, teaching choreography. Me and my director where close, we thought alike, and she was also my voice teacher during school hours, and the chair of the vocal department. When it came my senior year, I was elected student body president, and my schedules began to butt heads with rehearsals, and class. As President, I focused a lot on the senior class getting our prom at the French embassy and getting the chancellor of D.C. public schools to speak at our graduation. The one time I and she had a productive discussion where we disagreed about how we should go forth as leaders. She believed I should be more like her when it came to taking care of all I had to do; however, I begged to differ and believed what I was doing was working because it was for me. We were both very passionate about the school, the choir, and being a strong leader. Her being a graduate of the choir and the school, I must give her that her passion is just much if not more than mines. Our productivity looked like us just expressing how we thought of things, we saw both opinions. It was a moderate tone, no voices where raised, and all was calm. We kept the discussion open by keeping an open mind and listening. We allowed each other to speak their mind without judgment. No minds where changed, but we left the conversation understandings each other’s opinion. Our conversation ended with the result of us doing our best to work with our schedules instead of being stubborn. We made sure we were flexible, and that we understood things may change.