做勇敢的女孩演講稿（通用8篇）

做勇敢的女孩演講稿 篇1

我是一個個子矮小的女生，雖然念五年級了，可是，看起來就像個二年級的小女生一樣。而我的膽子更是小得可憐，要不是我書念得還好，我想我會被別人欺負得更慘。

因此，我常對自己説：“要做一個勇敢的小女孩!”可是，在現實生活中，我卻一次又一次地做不到。

這一天清晨，我早早起了牀，揹着書包去上學。我走在石子小路上，聽着鳥兒唱歌，看着花兒跳舞，心情是多麼舒暢。可是，沒多久，我卻聽到了背後有人在指指點點：“你看，這人都念五年級了，還這麼矮，聽説她還不愛説話，膽子很小，真羞!”

我聽着這些嘲笑我的話，就情不自禁地流下了傷心的眼淚。誰知，他們更來勁了，又説又笑，更大聲了，甚至有人朝我扔起了小石頭。那一顆顆小石頭砸在我身上，更是痛在我心上。我心裏充滿了憤怒。這時，我對自己説：“別害怕，要做一個勇敢的小女孩!”於作文是，我鼓起勇氣走上前去，想跟他們好好理論理論，甚至想罵罵他們。可是，我見他們人多勢眾，而且氣焰囂張，我又退縮了，又被“膽小”二字束縛住了。

到了學校，開始上課了。老師開始提問，可我明明知道答案，卻遲遲不敢舉手。

看着同學們一個個高舉小手，勇敢回答，還被老師表揚，再想想自己早上的經歷，我的心裏像打翻了五味瓶一樣難受。我的眼淚又來了，一顆顆冰涼的淚珠順着我的臉頰往下流，有些都流進了我的嘴裏。嘗着苦澀的淚水，我又在心裏對自己説：“要做一個勇敢的小女孩!外表矮小沒關係，只要內心夠強大，我也可以不被人欺負，甚至被同學羨慕，被老師表揚。”

於是，我舉起右手，回答了一道全班都沒人會回答的難題。頓時，我聽到了雷鳴般的掌聲，看到了老師充滿讚賞的笑臉。啊!我常對自己説：“做一個勇敢的小女孩!”我終於做到了!

做勇敢的女孩演講稿 篇2

好長時間沒看日曆了，時間過的真快呀!眨眼間我已經整二十幾天沒出家門了。還好，水痘是在這個假期得的。儘管悶在家裏很難受，但畢竟沒有耽誤功課，回想起這段遭遇，真是苦不堪言、不堪回首啊!

20xx年的12月26日，這是一個黑色的星期六，下了外語課，回到家裏已是正午時分，我突然覺得很不舒服，有種昏昏欲睡的感覺，不知過了多久，有一隻大手蓋在了我的額頭上，是爸爸。爸爸説我發燒了……

就在這個時候，我忽然覺得身上有點癢，一看，我才發現身上起了紅痘痘：“這是怎麼一回事呢?”好奇心驅使我不停的追問爸爸，爸爸告訴我這應該是得水痘了。聽了爸爸的回答，我心想糟了，這段時間我可能沒有自由了，因為我聽得過水痘的同學説起過的，水痘怕風，還不能沾水，恐怕連洗澡也是不可能了。

轉眼間，已經到了第三天，紅紅的痘痘已經變成了水靈靈的泡泡，佈滿全身。無意中發現鏡子裏的我已是面目全非，不堪入目，原來的我臉上也長出了可怕的痘痘，我的心一下子沉了下去。壓抑的心情，加上奇癢難耐，使的我身心備受煎熬。

到了第四天，我有點受不了了，痘痘讓我“氧”不欲生，我在牀上又蹦又跳，甚至滿地打滾，剛想撓一下，爸爸就嚴厲的説：“不許撓，會留疤痕的。”可我怎麼能不去管它呢?難受啊!

終於有一天，我實在忍不住了，趁家裏沒人，我大叫起來，我是暄泄一下心裏的痛苦與無奈，可此時此刻，我才清楚的意識到，煩燥的心情非但不能減輕我的痛苦，相反只能使我更加痛苦、難奈……理智告訴我我必須平靜下來，雖然要做到這一點很難。

我努力的剋制自己不安的情緒，使自己的心態儘量的平和下來。可能是心理作用吧!平靜後的心情，使我覺得似乎不那麼難受了。身體上的泡泡也不那麼奇癢難忍了。記不清這是第幾天了，漸漸的身上的水泡結了痂。原本以為我這段痛苦的過程可以告一段落，禁錮了我數天的自由也該結束了，我正暗暗的為這天的到來而感到興奮不已，當時的心情可能正如大人們所説的49年的國慶前夕吧!就要解放了的感覺。可是，當爸爸帶我來診所諮詢複查的時候，才得知遠沒有我想象的那麼簡單，醫生説我至少還要在家忍耐十天，因為，結痂後的一段時間是傳染期，我知道得水痘的痛苦了，不想我的夥伴和同學也經歷這樣的遭遇，為了不讓我的痛苦傳染給我的夥伴也為了夥伴們不在遭遇和我同樣的痛苦，我決定繼續在家閉門10天，在這漫長的十天中，做筆記是我排遣心中的寂寞與無奈的最好方法，我不停的通過筆尖把我的痛苦，無奈，複雜，矛盾的心情記錄在白紙上。

水痘終於出完了，但是這段痛苦的經歷，使我得到了磨鍊，也堅定了我的意志和信念，同時心理也承受了考驗，心態也成熟了許多。正如歌中所唱：就像蝴蝶必定經過蛹的掙扎，才會有對翅膀堅實如畫。也就是説，蝴蝶之所以美麗是因為它經過了一個痛苦的蜕變過程。但願我的這段過程也能使我迅速的得到蜕變吧!

我想要對夥伴們説的是;水痘並不可怕，如果哪天你們也與水痘遭遇了，記得千萬別低頭，一定要堅強，勇敢的面對，最終勝利的一定是你。

風雨要來，不要避開，就算風雨覆蓋，也要做勇敢的女孩!

做勇敢的女孩演講稿 篇3

就算軟弱的時候，我也告訴自己：不流淚光。

連這個世界上最勇敢最堅強最正義最偉大的民族英雄魯迅都感慨道：人生最痛苦的事情是夢醒了無路可走。

是啊，在這個大大世界，誰沒曾遇見點挫折呢，在成長的過程中，從來都是伴着心酸和血雨。

所以，我要做最勇敢的那個自己，即使受傷也不閃淚光。

國小的時候，曾為一道數學題不會做而着急的哭泣，中學時曾為想家而哭泣，大學畢業的時候，為了離別而哭泣，甚至，也曾為了愛情而哭泣。回想起這一幕幕，我看見幼稚的卻也不斷在成長的自己。

我已經不是那個懵懂的女孩。

因為我相信自己可以變得更加勇敢，即使一路風雨覆蓋，我也要努力飛翔。

參加這份工作已經整整三個月了，從最初的不知所措到現在的從容應對，也算是成長了不少，不過我很慶幸的是，遇見不錯的領導和同事，我們彼此相處融洽。辦公室本來就是一個很綜合的部門，管的事情也比較多，資料，考勤，公章，會議記錄，工作總結，企業文化建設，宣傳報道……我做的還太少太少。

慢慢的總結經驗和教訓，每次收穫一點點，我開始學着獨立的應對，不再每次都要依賴別人。

不知道從哪裏看到這樣的一個説法：每個人的身體裏都住這個兩個小人，一個叫勇敢，一個叫軟弱，他們每時每刻都在打架，當軟弱的小人把勇敢的小人打敗了，那個人一定就是軟弱的。

我希望自己身體裏的小人總是勇敢的獲勝，因為我是，越長大越成熟的我，面對挫折會把頭高高昂起的我，帶着翅膀勇敢飛翔的我。

工作三個月了，你好麼?我問自己。

我現在過得很好，請不要為我擔心，我會勇敢的。

做勇敢的女孩演講稿 篇4

人生如花，花開花謝本是自然的規律，我們沒有理由讓它永開不敗!對於生活，我們應像花兒一樣積極樂觀的綻放生命的色彩，並不是一味的去追求一生成就。有時停留更是一種幸福!

李白曾説：“人生在世不稱意，明朝散發弄扁舟”。李白的坦然與樂觀，我想很少有人能做到吧，其中也包括我在內。就舉個例子説吧：以前我十分熱衷於學習，無論好與否，我都不在乎太多的東西，因為我覺得學習就彷彿自己坐在陽光下品嚐着綠茶，享受着温暖的陽光一樣，是那樣的可口，那樣的舒適;而現在一切的一切都變了，變得連自己也看不懂了，就如行走在沙漠中，永遠也不知道前方是否有綠洲。

每當遇到挫折，我都不能坦然的面對，似乎像一隻禁不起狂風暴雨的燕子，永遠躲躲藏藏;有時還像一朵柔軟的花兒，禁不起風吹雨打;有時甚至還像一隻折斷翅膀的雄鷹，沒有力氣再去掙扎，飛向更高的天空，直到失去生命的跡象……種.種的現象都讓我膽戰心驚，似乎自己是一個脆弱的女孩。

但我不想做一個膽怯而又軟弱的人，我只想做回勇敢的女孩!我也不想讓我身邊所有的愛都像冰山融化，來不及回頭!

也許我應該相信自己，因為“不是每一朵花都有提前開放的理由”i believe i can fly!

我要做勇敢的女孩!

做勇敢的女孩演講稿 篇5

Be a brave girl So few years ago,i did something really brave,or some would say really stupid. I run for Congress! For years ,i had existed safely behind the scenes in politics, as a funderaiser,or a organizer,but in my heart ,i always wanted to run. The sitting congresswoman had been in my district since 1992. She had never lost a race ,and no one had even run against her in a Democratic primary. But in my mind ,this is my way to make a difference ,to disrupt the status quo. The polls ,however,told a very different story pollsters told me that i was crazy to run,that there was no way that i could win,but i run anyway, and in 20xx, i became a upstart in a New York city congressional race. I swore i was going tor win . i had the endorsement from the New York Daily News. The Wall Street Journal snapped pictures of me on election day and CNBC called it one of the hottest races in the country. I raised money from everyone i knew, including indian aunties that were just so happy an indian girl was running. But on election day ,the polls were right,and i only got 19% of the vote and the same papers that said i was a rising political star now said i wasted 1.3 million dollars on 6,321 votes. Do not do the maths. It was humulating. Now before you got the wrong idea this is not a talk about the importance of failure nor is it about leaning in. I tell you the story of how i ran for Congress because i was 33 years old and it was first time in my entire life that i had done something that was turely brave, where i did not worry about being perfect. And i am not alone:so many women talk to tell me that they gravitate towards careers and professions that they know they are going to be perfect in, and it is no wonder why, most girls are taught to avoid risk and failure. We are taught to smile pretty, play it safe ,get all A‟s. Boys ,on the other hand ,are taught to play rough,swing high ,crawl to the top of the monkey bars and then just jump off headfirst. And by the time they are adults,whether they are negotiating a raise or asking someone out on a date, they are habituated to take risk after risk. They are rewarded for it . It is often said in silicon valley, no one even takes you seriously unless you have had two failed start-ups. In other words, we are raising our girls to be perfect,and we are raising our boys to be brave. Some people worry about our federal deficit ,but i ,i worry about our bravery deficit. Our economy ,our society ,we are just losing out because we are not raising our girls to be brave. The bravery deficit is why women are underrepresented in STEM,in C-suites, in boardrooms,in Congress and pretty much everywhere you look. In the 1980s, psychologist Carol Dweck looked at how bright fifth graders handed an assignment that was too difficult for them. She found that bright girls were quick to give up. The higher the IQ, the more likely they were to give up. Boys on the other hand ,found the diffficult material to be a challenge. They found it energizing. They were more likey to redouble their efforts. What is going on ? Well ,at the fifth grade level, girls routinel y outperform boys in every subject,including math and science. So it is not a question of ability. The difference is in how boys and girls approach a challenge. And it does not just end in fifth grade. An HP report found that men will apply for a job if they meet 60% of the qualifications, but women ,women will apply if they meet 100% of the qualifications.

This study usually invoked as evidence that,well ,women need a little more confidence, but i think it is evidence that women have been socailized to aspire to perfection and they are overly cautious. And even when we are ambitious, even when we are leaning in ,that socialization of perfection has caused us to take less risks in our careers. And so those 600,000 jobs that are open right now, in computer and tech ,women are being left behind and it means our economy is being left behind on all the innovation and problems women would solve if they were socialized to be brave instead socialized to be perfect. So in 20xx, i atarted a company to teach girls to code, and what i found is that by teaching them to code, i had socialized them to be brave. Coding ,is an endless process of trial and error, of trying to get the right command in the right place, with sometimes just a semicolon ,making the difference between success and failure. Code breaks and then it falls apart,and it often takes, many many times until that magical moment. When what you are trying to build comes to life. It requires perseverance. It requires imperfection. We immediately see in our program ,our girls are fear of not getting it right,of not being perfect. Every Girls Who Code teacher tells me the same story. During the first week ,when the girs are learning how to code,a student will call her over and she will say “i do not know what code to write” . The teacher looked at her screen and she will see a blank text editor. If she did not know any better ,she would think that her student spent past 20 minutes just staring at the screen. But if she presses undo a few times she will say that her student wrote code and then deleted it. She tried and she came close,but she did not get it exactly right. Instead of showing the progress that she made, she‟d rather show nothing at all. Perfection or bust. It turns out that our girls are really good at coding, but it is not enough just to teach them to code. My friend lev brie ,who is a professor at the university of Columbia and teaches into java, tells me about his office hours with computer science students. When the guys are struggling with an assignment,they will come in and say”professor, there is something wrong with my code”. The girls will come in and say “professor, there is something wrong with me.” we have to begin to undo the socialization of perfection,but we „ve got to combine it with building a sisterhood that lets girls know that they are not alone. Because trying harder is not going to fix a broken system. I can not tell you how many women tell me “i am afraid to raise my hand,i am afraid to ask a question,because i do not want to be the only one who does not understand,the only one who is struggling. ” when we teach girls to be brave and we have a supportive network cheering them on,they will build incredible things,and i see this every day. Take for instance, two of our high school students,who built a game called tampon run. Yes Tampon Run ,to fight against the menstruation taboo and sexism in gaming. Or the Syrian refugee who dared to show her love for her new country by building an app to help Americans get to the polls. Or a 16-year -old girl who built an algorithm to help detect whether a cancer is benign or malignant in the off chance that she can save her daddy‟s life because he has cancer. These are just three of thousands, thousands of girs have been socialized to be imperfect,who have learned to keep trying, who have learned perserverance. And whether they became coders or the next Hilllary Clinton or Beyonce,they will not defer their dreams. And those dreams have never been more important for our country.

For the American economy ,for any economy to grow, to turely innovate, we can not leave behind half our population, we have to socialize our girls to be comfortable with imperfection, and we have got to do it now. We can not wait for them to learn how to be brave like i did when i was 33 years old. We have teach them to be brave in schools and early in their carers. When it has the most potential to impact their lives and the lives of others and we have to show them that they will be loved and accepted not for being perfect but for being courageous. And i need each of you to tell every young woman you know --your sister ,your niece ,your employee,your colleague to be comfortable with imperfection, because when we teach girls to be imperfect,and we help them leverage it ,we will bulid a movement of young women who are brave and who will build a better world for themselves and for each and every one of us. Thank you.!

做勇敢的女孩演講稿 篇6

前天晚上睡覺時，我不聽話的小腳把被子踢下了牀。第二天，鼻涕蟲就爬進了我的鼻子，感冒發熱接踵而至。爸爸媽媽不放心，就帶我去醫院見大夫了。

到了醫院匆忙掛完號，醫生習以為常地説：“先抽血吧。”聽到這話我愣了一下，悄悄拉了拉媽媽的衣角，帶着哭腔説：“媽媽，我好怕抽血的，能不能跟醫生説一下，不抽血?”媽媽安慰我説：“沒關係!不疼的，就算有點疼也忍忍，忍一忍就過去了，好嗎?”“對，忍一忍就過去了。”我雖然嘴上逞強，心裏還是怦怦跳。

走到抽血台，醫生温柔地叫我把無名指拿出來。我小心翼翼地把右手作文無名指伸到小枕頭上，只見醫生把一張藍色的小紙片放在消毒紙上，然後用一根大棉籤沾了點消毒酒精，塗在我的手指上。當酒精塗在我手指上時，我心裏一驚，緊張地想把手抽回來，不過又感覺手指涼涼的，很舒服。我知道醫生要動手了，趕緊閉起眼睛不敢再多看一眼，“啊……”我一聲輕喊，手指就像被蜂蜇了一下，睜開眼睛一看，醫生都已經把棉籤按在我的手指上了。我重重地呼出一口氣，終於好了。醫生笑眯眯地伸出大拇指説：“小姑娘，你真勇敢。”

爸爸媽媽也看着我笑了。“媽媽，謝謝你，我終於不怕抽血了。”我緊緊地抱住了媽媽。

做勇敢的女孩演講稿 篇7

我喜愛小狗，因為它活潑可愛，總是一副無憂無慮的樣子。我喜歡它快樂的樣子，因為每當這時，它總會做出一些怪樣，逗得我們全家都哈哈大笑;有時它卻很懶，但有時也很勤勞;它既笨拙又聰明。總而言之，它天真爛漫、憨態可掬的樣子就像20__年最受歡迎的小瀋陽那樣，使人打心眼裏喜歡它。

我的嬌嬌是一個勇敢的“女孩”。那是一個星期六，我和媽媽、嬌嬌像往常一樣去公園散步，要路過一條光線很暗的石路。我牽着媽媽的手，嬌嬌開心地蹦在我們前面。突然一户人家的狼狗攔在我們面前，那是一條兇惡的狗。嬌嬌不懂事地叫了幾聲，衝上前和那隻狗“打起架”來。不管我和媽媽怎麼喊，嬌嬌都好像沒聽見，她一隻小小的狗，怎麼能夠打敗一隻狼狗呢?幸好，我們的叫喊聲引來了狗的主人，主人一把拉住狼狗，還用鞭子抽打起來，狼狗不得不放下嬌嬌。

那天晚上，嬌嬌受傷了，經過一個星期的治療，嬌嬌基本痊癒了。它回到了家，回到了屬於自己的家。晚上，也許是因為身體比較虛弱，嬌嬌早早地爬回了自己的卧室。當我去看它時，它已經睡着了，在柔柔的月光下，我看到了一位熟睡中的知己，一位敢用自己的生命來換取我們之間感情的知己!

做勇敢的女孩演講稿 篇8

假期，我去外婆家看妹妹。　　

我坐上爸爸的車，然後就去外婆家了。到了，我急忙下車去看妹妹。妹妹看到我高興壞了，馬上向我跑來，我伸出手去擁抱妹妹，卻不料妹妹摔了一跤，把皮擦開了。這時，外婆來了，就馬上帶妹妹去醫院看病了。我跟了過去。　　

到了醫院，我們掛好號之後，就找醫生看病，醫生説妹妹的手沒什麼大礙，只是皮擦開，要貼創口貼而已。我想，妹妹沒貼過創口貼，一定會很疼的。醫生幫妹妹貼了創口貼，可妹妹一點都沒哭，醫生誇妹妹是一個勇敢的孩子。　　

因為還要複查，所以我就住在外婆家。過了三天，我帶妹妹去醫院複查，醫生説要打針，因為妹妹的傷口深了許多。我領妹妹去打針，妹妹看見針一點也不害怕，笑着讓護士打。打完之後，旁邊的家長和護士都説妹妹很勇敢，妹妹便開心地哈哈大笑起來，我看着妹妹，也情不自禁地笑起來。　　

我的妹妹雖然只是一個五六歲的小孩子，但她的勇敢令我吃驚。我愛我的妹妹，她的勇敢是我永遠沒有的，也正是因為妹妹的勇敢，讓我更加的崇拜妹妹!