Personal Narrative: The Day Before The Book Talk

The night before the book talk my phone is blowing up with notifications from my friends because they’re presenting their book talk the next morning ,everyone talking about what they were presenting. It is 1:00 am and I’m still working on my note card and book knowing I had to get up in 5 hours to get ready for school. Trying to finish my book and I was on the last page. I finished my book (The Secrets Of Ruling Middle school) and I was writing my summary on my note card and when I finished I was relieved, I finally was able to go to bed. When I checked what time it was, it was a quarter to 3:00 am. When I went to sleep I was relieved because I finished my work/book talk info. When my father walked into my room in the morning he said “wake up it’s 10 after 7:00 AM” I jumped up to put on my clothes and hurried out to the car.

Everyone so anxious to present not knowing what it feels like to present a book. 30 minutes later ,awaiting my turn on the book talk. My turn was next I was really nervous, “I don’t know how I’m going to do,” I said to myself. When the person before me was finished I was waiting for them to call my name. After they wrote the person before me's, grade down. They said “Austin you’re up” My heart was pumping rapidly as I walked to the front of the class. Everyone was staring at me. I started reading the brief summary of my book (The Secrets of Ruling Middle School). As soon as I was getting in the rhythm of my book talk. I was getting pleased with myself. I finally found out I was willing to explain a book in front of someone without listing. Then all of the sudden the tables have changed, I got to a part on my note card where I messed up and the book talk wasn’t making sense anymore. There was a part of my book where the sentence wasn’t in the right order, it was all over the place. “You messed up Austin,” said the