Bertie: ....You're trivializing everything! Listen to me! LISTEN TO ME! Lionel: By what right? Bertie: BY DIVINE RIGHT IF YOU MUST, I AM YOUR KING. Lionel: What? No, you're not, you told me yourself; Said you didn't want it. Bertie: This-THIS IS...! *frustrated* I HAVE A RIGHT TO BE HEARD...! I HAVE A VOICE! ... Lionel: ...Yes you do. -The King's Speech, Bertie to Lionel. *** I have a voice. The very first year of college struck me hard. I was not a confidant woman. Not in my speaking least of all. And yet, the dream that lingered in the back of my head, the very thing that I wanted to be, required just that. Speaking into a microphone, and yet when I went to speak, no one listened. In fact when I first spoke on the potential for a new breakthrough in helping patients with Epilepsy or Parkinsons disease, they all laughed at me when I called a girl out for not paying attention to my presentation. I was impulsive, yes, I admit this now. But at the time I was facing not...
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