My Presentation

...about that. I absolutely hate public speaking. I have no idea why, but I think I have some idea. I didn't mind it until I was in 6th grade and my teacher, Mrs. Fells (I still remember that evil woman's name), made us memorize poems each week and say them in front of the class. Well, that was fine and all since I was basically the class clown so whatever I did was just a joke. I decided to memorize the longest poem in the book to impress this woman because I knew she hated me with a passion. Well, I memorized it all fine and dandy. I went up there and she stared at me with these piercing eyes that were like daggers to my face. I immediately froze up and no words would come out of my mouth. She made me sit down and gave me a 0 and then went on to lecture me about how I should've picked an easier poem. I mean, damn, give me some credit for trying or something. And it's funny that she told me I should've done something easier. Shouldn't she be encouraging me to try things that are a bit challenging? Way to go Mrs. Fells. Whatever. That kind of started the whole thing. I've been nervous ever since. But, what I should've done (which I didn't think about AT ALL), was doing a powerpoint. One, I wouldn't have repeated myself a bunch. Two, it would've kept me on track for what I wanted to talk about. And three, I probably would've been a little more comfortable doing that so everyone wasn't just staring at me. They would've had something else to hold their attention. I had so much to say, but once I got up there, it all left my mind and I just rambled on like an idiot. But that's okay. At least I know not to just wing it anymore. I need something to help me stay on track.