Poetry Jam “If it doesn’t challenge you, it won’t change you” - Anonymous. When I was in sixth grade, my friend Taylor and I were presenting for a poetry jam in the team room. My teacher had announced the order we were presenting, with me and Taylor going third. Taylor and I were practicing reciting our poems. Today was the day of the poetry jam. We looked up as Mrs. Ritchie began to speak. “We’ve made a little bit of a change to the order,” she announced. “The new order starts with Davina and Taylor presenting first!” My palms became sweaty. The poetry jam was in ten minutes. I felt butterflies in my stomach as we headed down to the team room. My brain went wild as I tried to calm down. I hate presenting in front of people. I watched
