The poem went TERRIBLY

So the actual memorizing part was okay, not too hard, but when It came to the reciting part, my anxiety was kicking my ass in, then a line of people started to form of people who wanted to present, so eventually it reached a peak where I had to leave the classroom to cry for a couple minutes, where one of my classmates actually saw me crying 😭😭😭, thankfully it’s one of my old football buddies so he didn’t really judge me too much about it. When I came back a lot of my friends asked me if I was okay cause I looked terrible, I just told them the truth cause I couldn’t think of any good concievable lie to cover up me being a little baby bitch. Thankfully I talked to my teacher after class and he understands the stress and stuff and was happy I was able to recite anything at all. 

Moral of the story: Ykw this story doesn’t have a moral it’s just shitty through and through