I Remember Feeling Stupid

Actually it was only yesterday, or maybe last week or month. Here I am supposed to be doing my homework, and nothing was coming to mind. Had nothing happened, recently, that would show how stupidity often shapes “my destiny”? As for “ destiny”. I’m really not sure what that means, which goes to prove my point, whatever that might be. But I digress.

There are many indications of stupidity in my life, I’m sure of it. What I’m not sure of, is just what they are right now. If I knew of a stupid act coming up, wouldn’t I stop what I was doing? So, I must tell of something that happened, and, having happened, then I could say, “How stupid I felt”.

I remember when I was in the second or third grade, and I, with others, were at the blackboards doing some class project. As we were working away, some visitors came into our room and started to talk with our teacher. Just a few minutes after their conversation started, I realized that I had to go to the bathroom, and all I had to do was raise my hand and tell my teacher of the state of my being. That’s all I had to do, but the visitors changed this for me. I was too shy to break into their conversation. All I could think of was that I wished they would all leave before I made a fool of myself. They didn’t and I did.