Speech! Speech! Speech!

It was our annual school day and I was very, very excited. I was participating in many events and was really busy.

However, I felt that I was forgetting something.

The day flew by with one programme after another keeping me very busy and occupied. But still I couldn’t let go of the thought that I’d forgotten something.

Then suddenly the programme organiser called my name and asked me to give a speech on behalf of the students.

Then everything came flooding back. I had completely and totally forgotten that I had to given a speech.

I went on to the stage, thanked the organiser and spoke a few words and then blanked out. I felt nervous, shivery, wanted to pee — all that the same time. I looked at the rows and rows of people all looking at me waiting for me to say the next words, and I just could not say anything. I felt myself going red, hot and cold at the same time.

And perhaps even god was embarrassed to see me so uncomfortable that promptly I fainted on the stage.

I don’t know what happened but felt a slap across my face.

My mum’s face was looming over mine and she was shouting at me, “Why are you shouting? What are you talking about?”

I realised that I had been dreaming and that I hadn’t embarrassed myself in front

of hundreds.

It was already 8:30 am and I was late for school.