I thought I could never speak
To such a large crowd
Not even a single word, I thought
Would come out of my mouth.
I had not spoken much
Not even in class
To think of all the great people
The teacher would pick me for the task
I would have refused on the spot
Had I not seen the teacher’s look
A very stubborn expression, I read
Arguing would do no good
I didn’t know what made her pick me
Wouldn’t know in a hundred years
All I knew was I was anxious
My mind weighed heavily with fear
What if I mess up?
Blabber in front of everyone?
Or worse, trip on the way up
I knew for sure: I was done
Yet I decided
Might as well give it my all
After all, push had come to the shove
Sooner or later, I’d have to take up the call
I sat that night
Chewing my pencil out
And chanting each line hundred times
Till I knew it with no doubt
Up I marched to the stage
And stood in front of the crowd
Yet, that moment, I forgot
To panic
Words just flowed out of my mouth
And now that I look back
It wasn’t all that bad
In fact, it felt pretty good
I learnt, I could speak after all
Wonderful dear..well written 👏
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Good one sahana
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Very nice good work
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