Fifteen people stared at me with a mix of attention spans. Some doodled long before I stepped to the front of the room. Some looked out the classroom window, pining to be outside on that late spring day. The rest dutifully watched me, though I wished they wouldn’t. Public speaking has always been, and still is, one of my greatest fears, second only to public reading.
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