Slaying the Beast
By Kiran Cherukuri
The room grew silent. I stood up and walked briskly to the podium. As I looked around nervously, I saw what seemed like a thousand faces staring at me, waiting. I wiped my sweaty palms on the front of my slacks, picked up the paper, and began to speak.
I have found that those who have obtained freedom from their stuttering successfully solved four basic problems:
There were three baby bunny rabbits. They were the best of friends. They did almost everything together. Gabby and Chatter would talk non-stop. They talked about boys, carrots, where to find the best grass.


