This is from the early part of the book. Enjoy. And comment please, feedback is always good.
“There’s our class. Over there, they’re on the side. Come on.”
Shannon followed Dylan across the back of the auditorium and down the aisle. They were taking their seats as the curtain came up and the music came on.
Soon a person came out on to the stage and started talking. It was like a motivational pep talk kind of speaker. The lights and the music and the photo shots were interesting and half kept everyone’s attention, but they really weren’t paying attention.
Suddenly the speaker got very interesting.
“So, now that you’re all deep in your day dreams of what happens next after high school and you’re imagining all the possibilities, almost tasting them, I’d like to give you an opportunity to reach right out and grab them.”
She paused and looked around the room.
“Have I got your attention yet?”
The screens showed pictures of money. Stacks and stacks of hundred dollar bills.
“Would you like to have this kind of money to follow your dream after high school? Would you like to have the money that would buy the freedom to chase a dream? With this kind of money a lot of things can simply be taken care of and you can be all about the business of working hard toward accomplishing your goal, of making your dream your reality.”
Now she really did have the student’s attention. Most of them were saying yes and sitting up a little straighter on their spot of the bleachers.
She went on, “Everyone is going to be in on this contest, everyone. It will not be easy, but nothing in life worth having is easy to get. We’ve done a little research and found that you all are far more likely to pursue a dream and achieve greater success at it, if money is not a pressing worry in your life. So what we’d like to do is make that happen, for some of you. We’d like to take the money worry out of your life for a brief period of time and let you focus on nothing else but chasing that dream of catching your success.”
Students were clapping. Some were cheering and standing. Everyone was very excited.
She raised her voice over the crowd, “For now, I want you to dream. I want you to make plans and put them on paper. Nothing makes a dream more real, more concrete and more achievable, than putting it down on paper. Start planning out the steps to success in your dream. Don’t let any worry or obstacle that comes to mind get in your way.”
She walked back and forth on the stage. The students began to quiet down. As they sat, she began speaking again, “Oh, my friends, I cannot encourage you strongly enough to take my words seriously. Begin taking hold of your dreams. Begin to plot it all out. Allow yourself to dream the biggest dreams you’ve ever had. Taste in your mind the success you want, and be ready. Find all the details. Live it in your imagination.”
She stopped in the center of the stage. The music was suddenly gone. The screens went black. She was standing in a single spot light.
Quietly, she said, “Soon, very soon, I will be back. Right here on this very stage. I will give you the instructions, the conditions, the rules if you will, of how to earn your chance to chase your dream with less pressure and worry than your peers.”
She took a few steps to the left. The spot light stayed on her. “Then I will be back again, to check on your progress, to offer some help, some inspiration. Then, before you can even blink, I will be back to pass out the prizes.” She walked slowly to the right, “My friends, this time will pass in the blink of an eye. This year will be over in a heartbeat. Seize it. Seize every minute of it. Live it out with intensity, with purpose, as if your very future depended on it,” she walked back to center stage and very quietly said, “Because,” and she looked out intently at them, “it does.”
In that moment, the stage went black. It was silent for a moment and then the house lights came up. The seniors sat in stunned silence. In a minute the bell rang and everyone was off to second hour and as the day passed by the intensity of the assembly faded for most, but not for all. In a matter of days, some had completely forgotten about it. But others had taken it to heart. They turned it over in their minds just before they drifted off to sleep. They started to let themselves believe. Some scratched out thoughts on scraps of paper and tucked them aside without even really being aware they were doing so. They gave life to their dreams. Dreams that were just whispers were birthed into real live dreams with weight.