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A Very Humiliating Stuttering Day
At the age of sixteen I was invited to a friend’s eighteenth birthday party. I must admit that I did not really want to go as I found the whole idea and process of socialising some what of a chore. In reality I had little or no option but to attend and I was also somebody who was easily led back then, mainly due to my lack of confidence I guess. When somebody said something like “Come on Steve, it will be a great night, you must come”, I would seemingly always “go”, not because I agreed with them that it would be a good night but purely because I was not strong enough to say that magical word “no”. As I arrived at the birthday boys’ house I have to admit that I was rather nervous. How would my fluency be tonight? I asked myself. I tried to think in a positive way, I would be able to drink some alcohol in the form of bottles of beer; this should in turn help to increase my overall confidence levels. Up until about eleven o’clock in the evening everything was going swimmingly well, I was actually having a good time. Certain people then suggested that we should go to a night club. I really did not fancy this idea, I was aged sixteen but probably looked about twelve, there was no way that I would be allowed into a night club. Yet again though I was persuaded to give it a go, “we will get you in Steve”, said my cousin. Off we trundled until we eventually reached the club. We had to wait in a queue for quite a while before we eventually reached the doors; this is where it all went wrong. The doorman took one look at me and started to laugh, “You are not eighteen” he said. “He is”, replied a friend. “OK, what is your date of birth?” I had to think quite quickly and then tried to give an answer; the problem being that the words just would not come out of my mouth. The doorman could not believe what he was seeing and again started to laugh. “Sorry son I did not realise that you are dumb, in you go”, he said. He thought I was dumb! My friends could not believe it and thought it was hilarious, let’s just say that I had a good cry when I eventually arrived home. It was not the best of evenings! Article Directory: http://www.articledashboard.com Steve Hill is a webmaster from Birmingham, he has interests in a number of websites including: stuttering stuttering therapy stuttering advice |
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