It was when I was graduating from elementary school. I had earned the honor of Valedictorian.
Later, I found out that I would have to write a speech to deliver at the graduation ceremony. I remember my parents helping me as best they could even though they weren’t fluent in English.
When the day arrived, I don’t remember being too nervous. But, upon entering the auditorium, that had changed.
The butterflies started to build up. I began to tremble. And the anxiety level rose.
Of course, there was no turning back.
So when it was my turn, I got up and delivered my speech. After starting off with a quick and nervous pace, I eventually slowed down and even looked up at the audience from time to time.
At the end of the ceremony, I walked out the building with a smile on my face while shaking numerous hands.
On that day, I surprised myself. I shipped.