Poetry Recital Reflection

Almost everyone felt nervous to read a poem in front of the whole class, and it didn't exclude me. I was about the last person to read, so I had listened to many other students before I went on stage. I was struggling in a conflict to enjoy listening to my classmate but at the same time kept thinking about my own poem. I appreciated some of them with nice voice and accent, although they might not memorize the poem so well. It's hard and challenging. When people are nervous, their brains are sometimes blank. I knew it didn't matter wether I memorized the poem well nor not, I would eventually be "blank" in the front anyway. So, when I practiced, I paid attention on the mood and feeling of the poem, and tried to anticipate how the poet felt. Yet, my brain was totally blank when I went on, but I just followed the feelings and let the words through out my month. All of a sudden, I realized I have finished the poem. I have no idea how I did, but at least I survive and didn't stuck catch the memory.