Learning

I always imagined myself to be a good teacher.

Until today I found myself in front of a room of twenty children and I lost my voice, my knees faltered and I imagined myself giving a speech in front of people again and suddenly I felt weak, lonely, and confused. Nothing came out of my mouth and my legs wobbled.

“Are you okay?”
“Facing my fears kiddo, facing my fears.”

I said in a whisper. I was totally bent and broken.

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