Personal Narrative: The Day I Won My First Pageant

A million thoughts ran through my head when they called my name. I can remember thinking ‘Me? Is that my name? Did they call my name? I don’t believe it. I can’t believe it!’ I looked out into the audience and saw the most proud smile I’ve ever seen resting on my grandma’s face. The day I won my first pageant is one I will always remember.

I didn’t show up at the Miss Lanier pageant expecting to win. There were at least 15 other girls competing against me. I just wanted to have fun that day. I was nine years old at the time. I wasn’t nervous at all, not about the 15 girls competing against me, not nervous about the three judges at the front of the stage, not nervous at all. Now that I look back on that day, I realize that I should’ve been nervous; my hands should’ve been shaking, my stomach turning, and my brain in turmoil while waiting to step on stage. But I wasn’t. All I wanted to do that day was have fun and maybe make a friend or two. My mom and I stood behind the stage, waiting, just waiting. At one point the pageant director came to make sure nothing was wrong. Some of the girls next to me were acting like it was Miss Universe, but I was just treating it like a dressed up walk on a stage. Once she left we stood in a line at the back entrance to the

After everyone told me congratulations we headed too Applebee’s. Going to Applebee’s after a pageant is now a tradition. We always try to find the nearest Applebee’s to eat at after a pageant, partly because a lot of the pageants I participate in are near Applebee’s and also because I love Applebee’s. When we got home I placed the trophy and the crown on the top of my desk and hung my sash on the wall, where the other sashes and crowns that I would win in the future would be placed. I still do several pageants a year. The crown and sash that I won that day are still in my room, I will always remember the day I won my first