This is me writing about the one time I got called on in class.
So we have to do a mini thesis for our semester project. There are only a few guidelines. Must be related to Accounting or Finance. Must be 12 pages long. Must be in German. Must be perfect. We´re assigned advisors whose goals are to keep us on track. Each advisor has about 30 or so advisees. My fist assignment was to find a question, write an expose on the relevance of the question and create an outline. We were to submit it to him for review and he would have a meeting with all his advisees together to talk over some generalities.
So here I am walking to the meeting and me and my friends strategically pick a spot so that he doesn´t call on us. Next thing I know, I´m being called on, and I have to answer. In German. I´m nervous to speak in class in English, never mind speaking in German. I don´t really remember what happened but my face got all red, eyes were staring at me and I word-vomited all over the place. But the professor didn´t sympathize with my struggle. He continued drilling me (well it wasn´t that bad, but that is how it felt at the time).
But I came out of the classroom a stronger woman, able to conquer anything that comes my way… welllll, just until the next professor calls on me.