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Jun 14 2010

What I learned from debate

Debate is something that took over my life. I obsessed over it. I threw away weekends for it. When people invited me out, I’d say, “I can’t. I’ve got debate.” I even joined a facebook group of the same name (as the quote).

But it’s something I have surprisingly few regrets about. It’s such an enriching experience to learn, not just how to stand up and speak, but to do it in a focused and structured way.

1. It taught me where Iraq was.

I confess. I was horrible at geography and history before this. I could tell you that I had heard of North Korea but I wouldn’t have been able to accurately point it out on a map.

Because of debating, I can safely say that I can at least point out a few countries.

2. It taught me to never stray from your objective.

You should never ever explain more than important. Because they’ll stop listening to you anyway after they hear what they want. And all you’ll end up doing is wasting everyone’s time including your own.

And the importance of having a clear objective becomes that much clearer. Now, I utterly hate people who do things or say things that don’t help them achieve their objective. Ok well, maybe I don’t hate them. But it’s so frustrating to hear them blabber on and on about irrelevant things, or to see them do so many things that are pointless.

Of course, to only do things relevant to your objective, you have to have an objective in the first place. Over 4 years, debate drummed it into me that you must always have an objective.

3. It honed my skills in explaining complex ideas in an economy of words.

You only have 7 minutes to explain how you want to save the world before bedtime.

Let’s say it takes 5 seconds to say a sentence. That’s only 84 sentences you can say to describe the political situation in some country on the other side of the world and explain why aid is the worst thing you can do to the farmers in the area as well as put forward your own solution for the problem at hand and of course defend it from the arguments of your opponent.

Did I mention you have to find the flaws in what your opponent says and attack those too? 7 minutes is waaaayyyyy too short.

4. It made me meet so many kinds of people.

There are a number of awesome people in this world. It seems that a huge proportion of them are in debate. Not only that, you get to meet so many varieties. I don’t just mean in terms of race or culture. I also mean in terms of people who are just different. Their styles, their personalities, their very outlook on life.

And where else could you find such a diverse group who would be more than willing to talk and talk and talk and…

5. It allowed me to get away from the calculator.

I’m in engineering. The hard sciences don’t give much room to discuss world issues in class. In law or economics or sociology, you discuss world issues all the time. So I stepped out of my classroom and tried to be a little more well-rounded. I didn’t want to just be a guy who knew how numbers worked. I wanted to know what those numbers meant.

Engineering is supposed to use science to solve real world problems. How do I do that unless I know what those “real world problems” are?

So…

If you’ve got the time, join debate. It’s so worth it.

If you haven’t got it, make time.

By Lutfi Torla • Communicating, Reflections • 2 • Tags: , , , , , , ,

Apr 27 2010

This must be how a father feels…

Just over a week ago, the 9th IIUM Interschool Debating Championsip started. Nearly 80 schools from all over Malaysia, coming together to debate. There were a few categories: the Malay, English and even Arabic debates. But of course, my interest was mainly for the English debates.

The brother

My youngest brother, Affan, debates.  He’s been debating for just about a year. His team (Al-Amin Gombak) also ranked first in this year’s Interschool debates.

Affan's Team Rank

Ranking first is... *drumroll* Al-Amin Gombak!

Yeah, I know it’s grainy, but that’s the best resolution I could get. I’ll put up the proper tabs (digital) next time.

So I’m really proud of him. He’s only in Form 3! And since he basically skipped a grade, you could even consider his age to be in Form 2.

The story

We were in the hall, just after 6 intense rounds of debating. They were just about to announce the rankings. Al-Amin Gombak had already had 5 wins and had just met up against MCKK in the 6th round. It was a silent round though, which meant that no one knew who won or lost! We were waiting in suspense wondering who won the last round.

And they kept delaying it! First talking about the tournament, then making one announcement after another. Finally though, the big screen up front started up. And…

“Ranking first. The only team with 6-0 in this tournament (6 wins – 0 losses) *drumroll* Al-Amin Gombak!”

The comments

“So, how long did you train them?”

“You must be proud of them.”

“What did you do with them?”

The truth

I actually didn’t do much. It was all mostly them. I only trained them for about a month before that. Actually, more like 3 weeks. And even during that time, we had the weekends off and they had to go for tuition and other co-curricular activities sometimes.

All 4 of them are pretty smart and have good logic. They can think on their feet. They can solve world issues. In their training, I never told them much about arguments that they should use for this case or that case. (No, I won’t tell you more about our trainings. *grin*) They came up with that themselves. Every win they got from that tournament, they got themselves, using their own arguments.

So the arguments were sometimes a little weaker than I would’ve liked, but oftentimes much better than I would’ve expected of them. After all, they’re still in highschool! I didn’t start debating and speaking in front of people until I was 18 or 19. They’re starting at 14 or 15… and winning!

So I can’t fully take the credit for training them. But I can be proud of them. And proud of my brother. But I suppose my father must feel this even more. After all, I only trained him a month. My dad (and mom) have been taking care of all of us and training all of us for the past 25 years. If this feeling is what it’s like to see your child succeed, it’s amazing. I can’t imagine how it would feel as a father to see your son or daughter doing well.

But it was only worth it because Affan wanted it so much. Not me or my dad. He wanted it, and he got it using his own skills and abilities. I think that’s what really makes us happy. That we’re not forcing him to do something but that he wants to do it himself.

The future

I don’t know what’ll happen. But I know that they’ve already made a target of themselves. From a little known school that most people haven’t heard of (did I mention that it’s my old school too?) to becoming the top ranking team at a national interschool debate tournament. Some schools will be gunning for them next year. And I’m sure that both sides will have fun doing it.

The other schools

I know you’ve never heard of Al-Amin before this. I hope that this helps. Because it is honestly annoying that when people ask me what school I went to, and I say “Al-Amin”, they get this blank look on their faces.

So maybe now people will think “oh, I know that school“, the same they do when people say MRSM or MCKK or TKC. Here’s hoping that it’ll happen that way.

The ending

After this whole event though, they proceeded to the knockout rounds. They skipped the double-octofinals and won their octo-finals, but were finally stopped at the quarter-finals by KYS (Yayasan Saad College). They were a good team.

So in the end, Al-Amin Gombak never made it to the finals, and they didn’t win…

…

…but there’s always next year. *grin*



By Lutfi Torla • Events • 2 • Tags: , , ,

Apr 8 2010

What I learned from theatre

I was feeling bored at the time, with a light course load that semester. So I wandered around, appearing more in the faculties of economics and human sciences than in the engineering faculty where I should rightfully have been studying in front of a textbook. I guess it comes as no surprise then that I had a lot more friends from other faculties. One group of them were English students whom I knew through my good friend Matiin.

And so I heard about how they wanted to cast a play (for an internal theatre competition) and how the English department had a lack of men (because they were taken up by the other competing plays). Put together a bored engineering male (student) and an English play that needs males; what do you get?

We practiced day and night for months! Memorizing the scripts, acting out the lines, vocal training in the middle of the night… It was so much fun. We had a great director too who really knew her stuff and showed us exactly what we needed to do to get it right.

Then we reached the night itself and we performed in front of hundreds of people! I’ll admit I’m an amateur but I didn’t embarrass myself too badly that night. We came out of it feeling pretty good about ourselves. And I came out of it feeling a little wiser about some things.

1. It taught me that I’ve come far.

You don’t know what you can do until you do it in front of 500 people. I’ve always had a bad reaction to speaking in front of people. And I’ve always tried hard to fight against it. Performing on stage was just the best test to see how far I’d come. I was pretty happy.

2. It taught me that rehearsing the same script a thousand times doesn’t make it dull.

Repeating that script a thousand times didn’t make it dull. It was the same script, day in and day out. But instead of boring me, it made me more connected. Once I knew them by heart, I could stop looking at the paper and really let my imagination move me instead.

But every time we rehearsed it, there would be something else that could be changed, something else to be improved on. So we practiced again and again, each time improving, until we could pull it off with the emphasis needed.

3. It taught me that I can do more.

Too many times I see people limited by what they do. Don’t get me wrong, engineering is awesome, maths is fun and physics is the most interesting thing in the world. But they’re not the only things I want to be able to do. I want to do more.

4. It taught me how to speak a little louder.

For those who know me, they know I prefer to keep my voice low. I hate people who shout for no reason, especially when they’re on the phone. I always imagine that they’re shouting because they’re afraid the person on the other side is too far away to hear them. After all, they’re sometimes a few hundred kilometres away! Lol.

Those vocal exercises they use are really good. They were good enough that they helped us ‘project’ our voice to the whole audience (we weren’t using microphones). So yeah, I can speak a little louder now. But maybe I choose not to.

5. It taught me that you always need to have their backs (in a calm way).

Loyalty is good but it doesn’t mean anything unless you can cover your friends’ backs when they mess up. One of the things we had to be ready for is if one of us messed up during the actual play. If I forgot a line, or someone else came on stage a little slow, what do you do?

You have to be able to cover. You have to be able to calmly see that there’s a problem and not freak out. then you have to do or say something that will prompt the person who made the mistake and get the play back on track again.

And you have to do this calmly so that the audience doesn’t suspect there was ever a problem to begin with.

What it sums up to…

…is that theatre is a very enjoyable experience. If you ever have the chance for it, give it a try.

By Lutfi Torla • Reflections • 2 • Tags: , , , , ,

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