I remember my first day of school my heart was as sad as a black stone under the blue sea. I can hear students talking to each other and the teacher talking as well. The teacher provided us classwork which involved History. I was never good at public speaking and which led me to do the classwork for homework. The teacher asked all of us if we had any questions or concerns. I decided to be as silent as a sleeping viper. When the bell rang for lunch, there was a jolt of excitement in the classroom. My mouth was a dry as a bone. I was shy to ask to leave the class to drink water from the fountain.

Months on, as the teacher began to have conferences with students she decided to pick on me first. I was so nervous that my heart was racing. When I walked up to her desk I didn’t have anything to say back to her when she had questions for me. I saw ones going down her grading book as tears were scrolling down my face. Little did I know, my procrastination kicked in because I had a bad habit of leaving assignments for last minute or even not attempting them. From then on, I learned my learned my lesson on procrastination and began to do my assignments earlier then they are usually due