My brother patrick sat on his bed and waited patiently for me to begin. as i held the speech in my right hand, i felt the page crinkle between my fingertips. i read my speech loudly, but my brother shook his head disapprovingly. he told me i didn’t sound confident enough. with a heavy heart, i knew i was in for a long day of practicing. write a few lines of dialogue based on this narrative.

"Not only you have to make changes to some lines in your speech, but also you have to change your style" he said. I can arguably say that my brother was a professional on this. "OK. I was actually expecting those changes you are going to mention. The thing I don't understand is about my style. What's wrong about this?" I said. "You have to particularly emphasize some phrases, like once again, we will not back down, it is the only way. You repeat some of them and in some places they are the key phrases for your section. When you are in the mood of the speech, it won't sound persuasive enough"