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I met Mrs. Neidl in the ninth grade on a stage-design team for a play and she was one of the directors. Almost instantly I loved her. She had an Unpleasant voice and a direct way of speaking,1 she was encouraging and inspiring. For some reason, she was impressed with my work and me.
Mrs. Neidl would ask me for my 2 . She wanted to know how I thought we should3 things. At first I had no idea how to answer because I knew 4 about stage design! But I slowly began to respond to her 5 . It was cause and effect: She believed I had opinions, so I began to 6 them. She trusted me to complete things, so I completed them perfectly. She loved how 7 I was, so I began to show up to paint more and more. She believed in me, so I began to believe in myself.
Mrs. Neidl's 8 that year was, "Try it. We can always paint over it 9 !"I began to take10 . I had been so afraid of failing but suddenly there was no failing--only things to be11 upon. I learned to dip my brush into the paint and12 create something.
The shy, quiet freshman achieved success that year. I was13 in the programs "Student Art Assistant" because of the time and effort I'd put in. It was that year that I14 I wanted to spend the rest of my life doing stage design.
Being on that stage-design team15 Mrs. Neidl changed me completely. Not only was I stronger and more competent than I had thought, but I also16 a strong interest and a world I hadn't known existed. She taught me not to17 what people think I should do: She taught me to take chances and not be18 . Mrs. Neidl was my comforter when I was upset. Her 19 in me has inspired me to do things that I never imagined20 .
