During my first
semester at SUNY Fredonia, I had enrolled in a film class. It filled one of my
communication electives, and it seemed like it would be an easy, fun class to take. When we
received our syllabus on the first day, I noticed that 50% of our overall grade
hinged on our final project. It was to be a group project with 5 or 6 other
students. We had to write a story board, film, and edit a 5 minute conceptual movie. On the day that we were forming groups, I realized that I hadn’t gotten
to know anybody in the class. So by default, my group became 3 other
guys and one girl who happened to be sitting near me. We were all really
nervous about waiting until last minute to start our project, so we started it
right away. It’s a good thing we did, because this project would end up being
the most time consuming thing I ever did in my college career.
Everybody in the
group (including myself) was a bit introverted, except Kevin. He just so
happened to be from Binghamton also and
he was a film major. Therefore, he quickly became the “leader” of our project.
He had written up this ridiculous concept involving handicap super heroes. It
was easy to tell that the whole group thought the concept was stupid, but we
just went with it. Nobody wanted to speak up and tell him that that idea seemed foolish, although we were all thinking it.
We ended up getting together for 3-4 hours almost everyday to film and edit the project. After about a month, we all agreed that our entire concept was a
complete disaster. We all knew that we were going to have to scrap the project
and all of the hard work and time we had put into it. It was really disheartening for the group. But still, nobody wanted to speak up and tell Kevin that his entire concept was awful. However,
since we had spent so much time together, we had become a very close knit
group. We even began to hang out together when we were not working on the project. Eventually, we all had a heart-to-heart, and agreed that we would have to start from scratch.
Anyways, a few days later I woke up with a great idea. I wrote up a story board in about 10 minutes. It was about 2 competitors,
Kevin and I. It started with us both being interviewed about our upcoming title
match against each other. Then, there would be a 1980’s type montage showing us each going
through vigorous training and hyping up the title bout. Finally, the great
reveal towards the end was when the match begins. We are sitting at a table staring each other down, and a
paper football is lowered between us. (The whole film had very carefully and subjectively hinted that
it was going to be a fighting or boxing match of some sort) The match ends with Kevin
scoring on a slow-motion field goal that hits me between the eyes. Then, this
great celebration ensues followed by post-game interviews. I had solved our
problem, now I just had to go to school and pitch it to them.
On my way to
school, I had to stop at the post office and send a rent check. However, when I
got to the post office, I realized that I had left my wallet at home and I
didn't have any money for a stamp. The landlord only lived about 10 minutes
away, so I came up with a great (probably illegal) idea. I filled out the
envelope backwards. I put the landlords address as the return address, and my
address as the intended recipient. Then, I mailed it without a stamp.
Certainly, they would return the mail to sender without postage and my mail
would end up where it belonged.
As I left the
post office and boarded the bus for school, I found a $10 bill on the steps. I
asked the others on the bus if they had dropped it and received no response.
This was going to be my day, I was sure of it.
When I got to
school, I pitched the story to the others and they loved it. We immediately
began to film the title match portion of the film. I used the $10 to buy some donuts and persuaded a bunch of random students to "act" as our audience. A few hours later when we were editing it, we
realized that we had made a giant mistake. A number of the scenes that we filmed accidentally had our tripod in
it. We were all beginning to feel like we were going to have to shoot it over
again. However, I quickly came up with another abstract idea. I said, why don't we just insert; “Tripod
Stadium” as our venue title. Everybody loved the idea and it worked out great, yet another problem solved.
This group ended
up becoming the best friends I made in college. Suddenly, the project turned
into “fun” and it no longer felt like work. We worked on our project during all
of our free time; it ended up becoming our masterpiece.
During our final
class when everybody was presenting their projects, we asked the teacher if we
could go last. We didn't tell her why, but we promised her that she
would understand during the great reveal.
As the rest of
the class showed their simple, corny, 3-4 minute films, we smiled at each other.
When the time came for us to show our film I was sweating a little bit and my
stomach felt uneasy. In the end, our film had ended up being 16 minutes long.
There were about 60-70 people in the class and they were all laughing
hysterically. It completely demolished all of the other projects by miles and
miles. When the film ended, the class gave us a standing ovation. We all had
the biggest smiles on our faces as we stood up and bowed.
I heard that the professor
for that class had showed our film on the first day of class to some of her future
classes. I know she is still the director of the communications department at
SUNY Fredonia, so I wouldn't be surprised if she still has it. And even though our
whole group had received an A in the class largely because of our film, it wasn't the best
part. The best part was that we had become the best of friends. We still
continued to hang out long after we had finished the film. They were all a year
behind me in school, so the next year after I graduated I would go to
Fredonia to hang out with them. There is nothing that would give me more pleasure than to have a copy of the film to show. In fact, I think I will email the professor and all of my "group" to see if any of them still have it.
I remember having to work with another group of students for my most important "capstone" project. This group hated me. My vision for the project was far different from all of the others. It was easy to tell that they were talking bad about me behind my back. So one day I had a conversation with them. I explained that I understand that we have different opinions, but that it is important that we stick together. We are all working towards a common goal, and if we fall apart it will affect us all. Since it was 4 against 1, I realized that this time it was me this time who was holding the group back. I decided to scrap my idea and to go along with the groups decision. Although this group did not become friends in any way, shape, or form, we still worked as a team. It was a difficult experience, but in the end we all came together to get it done and get a good grade.
Sometimes in life or in our professional field, we will be forced to work with those we would prefer not to. But it is very important to be patient and empathize. If we point fingers and fight with each other, it will never solve anything. When we work against those who we are assigned to work with, it only adds another element/challenge to the task at hand. I believe that if mankind as a whole can just grasp this concept, I think that it would equate to a far happier world for all of us.
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