
Well, the special time approached and I had a special place to be. See, I was the class valedictorian, so I couldn’t sit with the students or with my family.
I made my way onstage for my presentation at some point…don’t remember if this was before or after we got our diplomas. I do know I did the best I could up there and I did my little prepared speech. So typical of all the valedictorian speeches made every year.
I got through it somehow and it was over before I knew it. It’s always nerve racking to talk before big groups of people…and there were over a 1000 in the audience. But, as usual, once I got up and introduced myself I warmed up and felt perfectly comfortable.
After, my father said to me, “You know, you’re not very funny.” I think he was trying to tell me I didn’t make him laugh, so of course, I couldn’t have made anyone else laugh and he just needed to let me know that. I don’t know why.
Was I stupid…had I made a fool of myself? I probably shouldn’t try to be funny before big audiences again. I don’t know. But it wasn’t the kindest thing anyone said to me although far from the worst said, at least in my family. It was pretty much something I should have expected. My mother wasn’t too impressed either, but neither of them ever was…whatever I did was never really good enough somehow. Oh, well, what are you going to do?
And the funny thing is...I still keep trying to be funny, I’ll make a joke about anything, mostly about myself…and then later I feel terrible because I know I’m not funny…couldn’t be…that’s what he said.
Ta da, so sad, so bad,
who cares, oh well,
such is life as I always say.
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