The hot seat

Back in 2016-2017, I faced the worst thing ever, the doomed hot seat. The basic idea of the hot seat was that the students and teacher would ask you questions, about times tables, witch were my worst enemy practically!!. Nobody, wanted to be picked, due to the cunning fact that you only had twenty seconds to respond. I rarely was picked, as I was initially quiet and people barley noticed me!, some described me as a 'mouse'. 

However, once day I was picked, and I possess/contain a vivid recalling of the event. I was petrified, I kept holding on to the hot seat, praying for it to be over soon. We began with simple equations, however that quickly escalated. A student in my class asked me a twleve times table, witch was difficult enough, but the student made it thirteen times twelve, witch was extremely and utterly difficult. 

Now, I don't know about you, but my first primary school, only went up to the twelves. So I did not know the solution this this inquiry. I looked at my teacher expectantly, thinking she would tell the student to change their table, but her expection was that I knew it, so the replied with "go on". 

I failed. 

However failure is a part of life, and I'm glad I went through the experience and it left me with some decent content for my blog!.