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An Embarrassing Experience In My Life Essay

First embarrassing moment: In my elementary school, we often have to yell our grades on homework and quizzes outloud for the teacher to record in her book. I had trouble, especially with the numbers in the 90's. I was a smart student and hated getting A's and B's because I stuttered on those scores. One day, my teacher got tired of my quiet voice, not knowing that I was trying to hide my stuttering. She told her T.A. to go outside and listen for a number that I would yell! Yes, the entire class was watching. The teacher told me a number and I said it as loud as I could. The teacher orders the T.A. to come in. "What did you hear?" "23?" says the T.A. "Go back outside." The T.A. goes outside and the teacher turns to me and says, "She probably heard me say that one." Oh! The hurt! Oh the pain! Yes, this goes on with the teacher whispering numbers to me for me to yell out! For once I was smarter than the teacher knowing it was all futile and just a time of humility in front of the class! She was trying to break me out of my shell but really she can't accept the fact that not all people can be loud-talkers.

Second embarrassing moment: This was in the fifth grade. Actually this is a common experience always coming back to me. It is reading time and we're taking turns reading. I remember it came to my turn. The first word was "would." Would?!?! I can't say that! It got embarrassingly quiet when it came to my turn. I was busy whispering, "W-w-w-w-w-w-" I got angry with myself because it just wouldn't come out. The teacher finally yelled at me to start reading. Augh! The blind world we live in....

by Jenny Woo, age 17

added May 31, 2003


  • My most uncomfortable moment came as a freshman in high school. I was chosen to go to the regional FFA competition to represent my school in impromptu speaking. This was an enormous task for me to undertake. I was given a binder of information, and three minutes to write an appropriate speech. Then, I had to go to a special room in front of four judges that I didn't know. The speech started with an introduction of myself and my topic, fruits and vegetables. I talked about soil preparation and weed control, and it was the longest three minutes of my life. My knees starting shaking, and I had to grab the podium to hold myself up. The whole podium started shaking, and the judges asked me if I was o.k. It took me a couple of minutes to get started because I dropped my cards, and had to reorganize them. I was sweating like a mad dog, and I then flew threw the speech. I honestly don't know if I stuttered at all, but I lost the competition, and the judges gave me a superior, which is what they give anyone who isn't good enough to win. This is a feel good mercy rating they gave me, but I made it through it and survived.

    by Chapman

    added March 17, 2006

  • Human life is full of events and incidents. Some are good ones while others we don't even want to remember. But most of them remain in our memories. Sometimes we recall these memories and become happy while others gives us pain, so its better not to recall those that gives us pain or make us unhappy. God has given us only one life, so we should always try to be happy.

    A situation had come in my life which was most embarrassing for me. I was in my degree. Having studied from a non-coeducation institution, I was very shy and reserved. I faced difficulty in mingling with people as a result I had very few friends, and those too only girls. I kept miles of distance from boys. From my first day in college, I used to sit on first bench, away from all the boys, pay attention to the professor, only talk to my best friend, and finally go home with her. And if by mistake I had to talk to any guy, my face turned red like a tomato. As result, people started calling me 'tomato', 'red monkey', and may more.

    One fine day, we were in class. There was a pin drop silence and the professor was busy with his lecture. That day unluckily I sat at the last bench. I was suffering from cough and cold and was given a cough syrup, 'Benadryl'. This medicine has some amount of alcohol, as a result, I slept in class. A very serious discussion about the topic was going on. Unware of everything I was lost in my wonderland. Suddenly, I felt someone shaking my body. I got-up with a sudden stroke and my sight fell on Professor's spects. With his bulging red eyes, behind the glasses, he busted like a bomb at me, asked me to get out from the class. I found myself helpless, moved out from the class. Stayed out for an hour. That one hour was most embrassing situation for me. After an hour I was allowed to sit in class. But whole day I could not pay attention to any of the lectures. Today also, When I recall this situation, I remember only his 'bulging eyes' peeping from spects

    Somemoments are good, while others we don't even want to remember.

    Sometimes of these memories make us happy while others cause us pain.It is best not to recall those moments that give us pain or make us unhappy.

    A situation arose in my life that was extremely embarrassing.

    I hadpreviously studied at a non-coeducation institution, so I was very shy and reserved.

    It was very difficultto mingle with people,whichcaused me to have very few female friends.

    As result, people started calling me names like, 'tomato', 'red monkey', and many more.


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