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From Nerves to Cheers: A Reflection on our 'Animal Farm' Adventure.

 Recently, in my college, my class had its  'Animal Farm' day. This basically is a day when the whole class, divided into teams, performs each chapter of the novel 'Animal Farm' by George Orwell, which is a part of the syllabus. It has sort of become a tradition in our college, as we heard from our seniors that they performed it in their first year as well.

The day begun with most of us being a bag of nerves, worrying about how we were going to perform. The first four teams had to perform in front of our HOD. To add to this pressure, our class was informed that students from another college had come to watch our performances. The first four teams gave splendid performances. 

Honestly, I remember sitting there, me and a few of my teammates hoping that our play wouldn't be lacking and that it turns out good. Then we shifted to our classroom after the first four plays were done. The other teams' plays that I got to watch, the level of  creativity was amazing. It was a mix of humour and tragedy and so much more. Our play, we did make mistakes but I'm glad that the whole play came together and we could put it out there by God's grace. I'm thankful to God Almighty for helping us each and every step of the way, and to my teammates for being there, correcting their mistakes, putting effort, and just making it memorable. When we gathered for practice, I got to know things about my teammates, which I never knew before, despite being classmates for the past six to seven months. I also am grateful to our professor for giving us ideas and tips, on how we as a class could perform. Overall it was an enjoyable experience and for which I thank God.

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