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Speech Class

I signed Emily up for a speech class. I didn't ask her if she wanted to do it. As her teacher and principal, I deemed it was requirement and signed her up. A large number of her friends are signed up for the same class so I knew she wouldn't just be walking into a room full of strangers. Emily doesn't like new experiences, so it's always best to have her go along with people she knows if you want her to try something.

So, she groused all the way to speech class about how she didn't want to do it. I reminded her that it's a requirement and that at least she would have friends in the class. She continued to grumble.

When we arrived, she bounced in to sit with her friends. I was only able to stay for a little while as I had to take my sister to the airport. I did stay long enough to hear the announcer say that the teens are required to sign up for at least two speeches but no more than five.

When Emily got home later in the day, she laughingly mentioned that she had signed up for five speeches before the end of the year.

"Wow," I said. "Maybe you should reconsider that. This is your first year and you don't want to get overwhelmed." We talked about the possibility of her dropping at least one of the speeches.

Later in the week, my sister called and asked how Emily liked her speech class after she had grumbled about it so much.

"Oh she really liked it!" I told her.

"I did not!" Emily snarled.

"But...you signed up for five speeches! You were really excited about it when you got home!"

"I don't know what I was thinking! I do not like speech class! I never said I liked it!"

"Sorry, I thought you did," I told Emily. "She didn't like it after all," I told my sister.

The second week, I picked Emily up after speech class. I asked her, "Did you drop any of the speeches?"

"No," she growled from the back seat.

"Why not?"

She muttered something under her breath and then laughed.

"What?" I asked her.

She literally growled some words out, there was no way I could understand her.

"What?" I asked again.

"Because I like speech class!" she laughed. "I don't want to give up any of my speeches!"

That's what I thought! HA!
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