One of the activities I most dreaded as a kid were the awful fundraisers. “Here, kids, take these boxes of candy bars and sell them to your neighbors!” Everything in me recoiled. I wasn’t simply introverted; I was shy.
The Writing Life
By Erin Feldman
One of the activities I most dreaded as a kid were the awful fundraisers. “Here, kids, take these boxes of candy bars and sell them to your neighbors!” Everything in me recoiled. I wasn’t simply introverted; I was shy.