How Stupid I Am

Today I am standing in front of you, to prove, how stupid I am….

Yesterday the teacher said, “Tomorrow we will have the elocution competition.  Talk about anything you like”.

Thank god. No particular topic

  I can talk about anything then.  I was so happy and thrilled.

The very next moment I realized how stupid I am!

No topic is given. No preparation is done. Only 24 hours left. Three hours Tuition and 8 hours sleeping.  Eleven hours will go. Only 13 hours left with. Too short to prepare for an elocution.

My friends arethere to help me to select the topic, I felt confident.

When I discussed with my friends, again I realized how stupid I am!

None of them were able to suggest a good interesting topic.

I didn’t give up. I rang up my dad and asked him to suggest a topic.

“Abraham Lincoln's letter to his son's teacher is a good topic.  Talk about that.” He suggested.

“Abraham Lincoln, Letter to a teacher. No I don’t want that.” I reacted.

“Then look for something in the internet. I don’t have time.” Dad put the phone down.

My confident level was so high but he disappointed me totally.

Again I realized how stupid I am!

I opened the computer and started searching for a good topic.

I was so confident that I will find a good topic in google in no time.

In no time I realized one thing:  How stupid I am.

Almost  two hours I spent searching and searching in google.

No result. I didn’t find an interesting topic.

My level of stupidity has reached its limit.

Now I have to hurry. It is time for tuition.

When I came back it was almost six in the evening.

I should not be stupid to spend the time like this. I must act smart. I decided

I took out all the old copies of the Magazine.

As you know, I was so confident to find a suitable topic in the old issues in no time.

At 7 o clock when dad came, I was still searching in the old issues for a good topic.

I didn’t find any good topic in those old issues, but once again I realized how stupid I am.

Seeing my pathetic condition and tired face, dad asked me “What is the problem with Abraham Lincoln's letter to his son's teacher?”

“ Abraham Lincoln! I don’t want that” I shouted.

“Did you read that?”

“No” said I

“Then read it first” he said and took out a printout from his bag.

Reluctantly I started reading it. again I realized how stupid I am.

“What an inspiring letter dad. Everyone must know about this. I will talk about this.” I said with full confidence

“What a stupid girl. Rejected it without reading that.” That was dad’s comment.

Now only two hours available before sleep. Not enough time to prepare for the elocution. Had I read it in the afternoon when dad suggested, I should have got enough time

“What a stupid girl I am” I shouted.

And that stupid girl is standing in front of you, like a stupid fool, not able to talk,  not even a single word, about Abraham Lincoln's letter to his son's teacher.

So my dear priya mitrom, bhayom bahanoom, please read Abraham Lincoln's letter to his son's teacher and prove that you are not as stupid as I am.