Stage Struck

In-front-of-class speech, a mock defense for debate. I was too nervous. My throat was unbuttered toast, too dry to utter a word.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Anaya Avatar
June 11, 2023 at 9:36 AM
Curious, did you have unbuttered toast that morning, and thought hey that would make an excellent metaphor, because it did! You haven't come around, miss you. Hope all is well ~Anaya
Fowler Avatar
June 12, 2023 at 10:50 AM
LOL Anaya. If I have toast (occasionally), I eat ghee or fruit spread, sometimes avacado. :). All is fine, just stepped back for a while. Thanks for asking! :)
Volumes Avatar
June 9, 2023 at 1:34 AM
Now I am old it happens to me all the time because 'i forget a word or worse completely forget what I was going to say. (I love the unbuttered toast, such a perfect description of that awful feeling.)
Fowler Avatar
June 9, 2023 at 12:01 PM
LOL Svvi - I relate!
Hawley Avatar
June 8, 2023 at 12:14 PM
That is a situation that simply sucks. Great job communicating that message.
Fowler Avatar
June 8, 2023 at 2:40 PM
Hi Miranda. Sounds like you've been there. :) I certainly have! Thanks for stopping by and commenting! :)
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