The Icy Interview.

My palms were sweaty and my belly bounced around as butterflies flapped like crazy inside whilst my breathing was all a "huff-huff". Why? I couldn't figure it out. It was just an interview: a handful of questions about the person I thought I knew, right? Wrong. The Job World. The world that holds our ambitions so tightly in its grip. Some of us needed to take a detour and then re-route just to get to where it is we thought we wanted to be. Nevertheless, whether it's the work place we want to be at or not, we inhale our breaths like air into a balloon (the only difference is- we have to remember not to tie the knot- and exhale) and we put our best heel forward.

I walked with my knees like jelly, like any second they were going to give way so that I could greet the ground. Nervous smiles plastered on my face until eventually I made it into the room. Cold- like all of a sudden winter only existed in that room. A list of do's and don'ts sped speedily through my brain. "So, tell us about yourself?" came the first voice. Like ice, my brain literally froze and I was dumbfounded as to who I was before I entered the cell of a hopeful job. Frozen, everything about myself was chilled in a distant memory that I couldn't reach. Rolling labels off my tongue seemed like the easiest thing to do: "I am friendly, I like writing..."

As I spoke, it seemed as though body language wouldn't play its part. I wondered if my mouth even twitched whilst talking. Did I blink? I couldn't remember. "So, why should you be considered for the job?" came another voice. Why was I here again? Oh yes! Because I am smart, hard-working and driven. The words seemed to solidify as each word froze as it fell off from my tongue like frost bite. Blank stares- like ice holding silence trapped inside its cold icy state.

Sub-zero hit. A silly answer and laughs filled the air like hot steam breathed out on a chilly morning. The steam like smoke seemed to blow it's air into my face and I couldn't breathe. A giggle escaped my throat to hide my already nervous being. "We'll let you know," came the ending to the Ice Age. My hand like snow shook the end of the interview and I could breathe again. I hastily breathed the warm air into my welcoming lungs. "What just happened?" I questioned my busy brain.

When the stars popped out, I resolved myself to change my attitude. Winter doesn't last forever. I have to believe that anything is possible. I have to be like a parrot- if all else fails. When the nerves kick in- all I have to do is confidently remember my lines, smile with courage, and put on a red carpet performance to match my paperwork! After all, I did all of the theory, I just have to prove that I can put it all into practice. Last but definitely not least, I should always stash a little bit of sunshine under my arm.The moment I introduce myself to say: "Hello", I should shine like the star that I am.