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When I was at junior high school, it happened without warning. The teacher asked me to read aloud. And out of nowhere, I was overcome by a sudden fear that overpowered me. It was like I disappeared into the fear and it was all I was. I stood up and ran out of the classroom.

I noticed the big eyes of the students as well as the teacher following me out of the classroom.

Afterwards, I tried to explain my strange behaviour by saying I had to go to the toilet. I could see on the faces of those listening that they didn’t believe me. And they probably thought I’d gone mad, yes, was on my way to becoming crazy.

This fear of reading aloud followed me. As time went by, I found the courage to ask the teachers to be excused from reading out loud, as I was so afraid of it, some believed me and stopped asking me, and some thought that in one way or another, I was pulling their leg.

I learnt something important about people from this experience.

I learnt many other things.

Yes, very likely something that enables me to stand here and read aloud to an audience today. And now…

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Abdul Gh Lone

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