The filled out sign-up form lay flat on the table in front me. I asked Jorge about when to give the form to Mr. Puma, the head coach of the camp. Telling me to go as soon as possible, I went upstairs during lunch, joined by him, to deliver the form. However, we saw Mr. Puma teaching a class and I didn’t want to interrupt, so we went back to the cafeteria. There was an extra bit of responsibility for me as I also had to hand in my younger brother’s form and it was the last day forms could be turned on. Once the bell rang, I decided I was going to give him the forms before going to my next period. As I walked up the stairs in the commons, a feeling of anxiety grew stronger for some reason. I opened Mr. Puma’s classroom door, entering the room for the first time in my life. There, in the upper right corner of the room from the door’s view, was Mr. Puma, sitting at a desk with his head facing papers. As I walked, it was almost as if I was forcing myself to keep moving, as I figured I was already this far. Passing desks and people, I heard mumbles and conversations I couldn’t quite make out. Stepping up to the teacher, and soon to be coach, Mr. Puma turned and looked up to
The filled out sign-up form lay flat on the table in front me. I asked Jorge about when to give the form to Mr. Puma, the head coach of the camp. Telling me to go as soon as possible, I went upstairs during lunch, joined by him, to deliver the form. However, we saw Mr. Puma teaching a class and I didn’t want to interrupt, so we went back to the cafeteria. There was an extra bit of responsibility for me as I also had to hand in my younger brother’s form and it was the last day forms could be turned on. Once the bell rang, I decided I was going to give him the forms before going to my next period. As I walked up the stairs in the commons, a feeling of anxiety grew stronger for some reason. I opened Mr. Puma’s classroom door, entering the room for the first time in my life. There, in the upper right corner of the room from the door’s view, was Mr. Puma, sitting at a desk with his head facing papers. As I walked, it was almost as if I was forcing myself to keep moving, as I figured I was already this far. Passing desks and people, I heard mumbles and conversations I couldn’t quite make out. Stepping up to the teacher, and soon to be coach, Mr. Puma turned and looked up to