Nomad Brings Us Together in Mid-Autumn | Nanchang

Written by Jenny Wang
The Attached Middle School to Jiangxi Normal University

This year’s Mid-Autumn Day meant a lot to me. Not only was it my first time to spend the “family reunion day” alone, but also to stay up all night. All of these so special things that I’ve never experienced before attribute to a public speaking workshop called Nomad. Nomad is a place where my internal clock was reset and my previous ideas about public speaking were challenged. Technically speaking, it was also my first time to attend a official public speaking training workshop like Nomad, and it turned out that my choice for joining Nomad wasn’t so bad (despite the exhausted “journey” while squeezing my mind writing the speech). Nomad public speaking workshop has attracted over 100 students from different universities in China, and it has been hold in different cities within the country like Shanghai, Beijing, and Hangzhou. The instructors of Nomad are all the winners from the 21st century public speaking competition and the FLTRP public speaking competition. This year, on the Mid-autumn Day, Nomad was hold in Nanchang and that’s why my special journey on Mid-Autumn day happened. So lucky enough, I was selected to be one of the top 10 contestants during Nomad showcase, and the following is my “time-consuming” speech.


Communication is Wonderful

When talking about games, what thoughts jump into your mind first? People usually think that games are just for kids; at least I’ve had that idea since the day when I was not a kid anymore. Then it wouldn’t be hard to imagine how we might feel when we have to play one game everyday, over and over again, seems like an endless and depressed journey to undergo. So lucky to admit to you guys that, I was involved in that kind of “crappy” experiences.

My “bad days” were in this summer, so vivid for me to remember those unbelievable ten days in my life. I entered a camp for leadership training in Chengdu, and undoubtedly, students were divided into different groups, and Ice-breaking was part of the activity. That’s when the unbelievable circulation started. The thing that really bothered me was that rather than playing the ice-breaking game just for the first day, we played it everyday. Without surprise, the game got a stupid name Don’t Drop the Ball. Every moment when I thought of the 20 minutes that we have to spend on playing in order to help us get to know each other, I was tired of being treated like a kid and the immature for we had to do 10 push-ups as punishment when anyone in the group drops the ball. Notice here, that it’s not only the person who drops the ball that receives punishment, it’s literally EVERYONE. I felt definitely unhappy about this torture-like game, and the explosion of the negative emotions made me complain to my teacher about this forever undergoing. As I kept asking him why we have to do that, he stared straight in my face, made me feel like I was in the abyss of darkness and that’s what he said to me:


“Basically, could the so-called punishment make all of us aware that we are working as integrity? The simplest clarification of this game is to bond all of the teammates together through a fun communicating way.”

I was speechless and felt ashamed. I didn’t want to admit that but what he said really tugged my heart rings. When someone drops the ball, instead of just blaming him, we might consider the person who throws the ball, or I as other classmates who might not very focused and cause the distraction that can be bothering.


A game that seems boring and meaningless can also be a form of communication may enhance the teamwork in a unexpected but wonderful way—It made a group of people stick together, work together, undergo together, and take the responsibility together. Just like a machine that the game is the connecting dot of each part of it, and the impact of it can be so wonderful, since at the moment when the machine starts to function, the beauty of every movement clearly attributes to everyone in the group.




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