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THE LIFE OF A TEENAGE GIRL

is going to be. After all, this class is full of twenty students—that should
be enough for a big audience, right?”

She looked around the class and added, “Oh, and while you’re

here, at least try to be enthusiastic and tell some jokes or funny things
about yourself.”

She called the first person up, Koby, who was the only Black guy
in the class. But while he was telling us about himself, I kept thinking

about what Mrs. Colleen said.
I mean, I can tell a lot of jokes and some things about myself. But

the problem is, most of my jokes—usually made up—aren’t laughable.

Unless it’s something like the ‘Britain and my dad with the Big Ben
clock’ one. So are the things about myself. I don’t think I could say

anything funny about my jokes—or me. I guess I had to make

something funny up…
After Koby and two other people went, it was my turn. I went up

to the stage, which isn’t really a stage, since I was just in front of the
class.

Anyway, I took a deep breath, closed my eyes for a second, and
said,

“Hi, I’m Shauna. And since I was a little kid, I’ve been interested in

comedy. I always talk about it, and sometimes watch popular
comedians on YouTube.”

I still had no joke in my mind right then. Even though I wanted to
make one up, I didn’t think it would be a good one—well, maybe it

would, but it might not be funny.

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