How I End Up Speaking
Publicly
I wonder, “Why do they
think quiet people
have nothing to say?”
Then someone asks.
I answer, “Yes, I’ll
do it.”
Then I think.
And pray.
And practice.
And wonder what I
got myself into.
And feel like I’m
going to die.
And promise myself,
next time I’ll say
no.
Then I speak.
It goes well.
It feels like I
just disembarked
from a thrilling
rollercoaster ride,
without passing
out.
And people encourage
saying,
“Good job!” and
“You didn’t look
nervous.”
And time goes by.
And I wonder, “Why
do they
think quiet people
have nothing to
say?”
And then someone asks.
And I say, “Yes, I’ll
do it.”
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