mmered. I found school a burden, college a practical i
me when I did not stammer or stutter. So far as I know, the halting utterance came with the f
hool house down the road, little realizing wha
elatives and my friends-people who were very kind and considerate, who neve
get me to talk whenever possible. They would jibe and jeer-and then ask, "What did you say? Why don't you learn to talk Englis
ver every other word, stumbling along, gasping for breath, waiting while speech returned to me. And how they laughed at me-for then I was helpless to defend myse
isliked to go to school, but because I was sure to meet some of my taunting comrades, sure to be humiliated and laughed at because I st
h which I left that home of mine every school day morning, the nervous strain, the torment and torture, and the constant fear of failure which never left me. Imagine my thoughts as I left parents and friends to face the ribal
d myself morning after morning. And day after day, as the hours dragged b
thousands of boys and hundreds of girls-a life of dread, o
fathers and mothers, many of them, would have done. They little realized what they were doing. They had no intention to do me personal injury, though there is no questio