Last semester, I was given the opportunity of being a secretary of fine arts department for Literary Institute. Since I have worked for Student Union for two years, I was confidently clear about the routines and the schemes in this department. So, at the beginning, I was competent in the discharge of my duties.

However, as it is said, “Something unexpected may happen any time.” I was informed of a big task by my teacher one day, and I knew he placed a lot of hope on it. Of course, it was a evening party, held two months later, including cross talk, singing, dancing…various styles of performance. But there was one requirement that annoyed me a lot, which was, making friends with overseas students in our college and inviting them to our party. Frankly speaking, I was shocked at that time. I was afraid I would screw it up while I could not shift my responsibility to anyone else. I persuaded myself being positive and then started working.

I, fortunately, got the support from my team and my friends. We discussed over our initial plan, though it was turned down by our teacher several times, we made efforts to make it perfect, as detailed as it could be. Then I distributed the work to everyone in the team, basically according to their characters and forts. Needless to say, the process was time-consuming and bedeviling. We had to supervise the rehearsal and make up the stage settings all on our own. What’s more, I took initiative to assume the responsibility of communication with foreign students. Thanks to our university, it did not take much time to get contact with them. The only problem is, how can I begin my speech? What can I do for them if asking them to our party? Would they accept that? I had a butterfly in the stomach.I made an attempt to invite them, showing my gratitude and kindness. Despite of some failures, I found that the majority of them are friendly and desirable to show their talent. I enjoyed the conversation with them, memorable indeed.

As time flies, the deadline was drawing on. We checked our scheme everyday to make sure nothing was out of control. Once our suggestion was denied, we endeavored to find another one, as we always did, never surrender. In my memory, that was the toughest time I went through during my college. We often stayed up late to revise our procedures or to do graphic design. It was the spirit of team work that propped up me to insist on to the end.

After two-month preparation, our party was a great success. When the closing music was playing, I burst out crying. Because I was set free, I could eventually get rid of the heavy mental pressure. It was glamorous time, wasn’t it? I realized that I gained applause, I gained friendship, I gained skills, and the most important, I gained commendable memory and experience in my life. Thanks for everybody who lent me a hand before; I really appreciate your understanding and assistance. Lucky as I am, I have all you around.

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