“Does my haughtiness offend you?”

Today was the day I recited “Still I Rise” by Maya Angelou. Nervous was an understatement for how I felt. Scared was more of the adjective to describe my emotion. I thought that I would do horrible and I would ruin Angelou’s poem. I thought I wouldn’t be able to convey what Angelo wrote through my verbal speech. However, I did well. I performed better than I thought I would and actually exceeded my expectations. For the first time I can freely say that I am proud of myself.