Saturday mornings, what was I thinking? I thought it was going to be easy getting up on Saturdays, well I was wrong. The first day I was there on time, a little scared, not knowing what to expect. Mr. Ma on the other hand knew exactly what to do; start the class making everyone feel stupid or at least lost by walking into the “wrong” class room. Yes, it got me too for a second. I’m glad I’m shy and didn’t have the courage to ask, if I was in the right classroom. I waited and someone did it for me, it was funny. After this I knew it wasn’t going to be as bad as I thought. Until, I found out we had to talk to others, at that moment I thought I was going to die. The first person I talked to probably noticed how pink, red and almost purple I turned. When I got home I realized it wasn’t that bad, instead I realized it was going to help me learn to socialize a little better. Overall I really enjoyed this class and learned a lot, I’m glad I took it even if it was on Saturday mornings.
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