(Un)selfconsciousness

Today's 100 words:

 

I've been told that I was quite the social butterfly when I was a child, always wanting to be the center of attention and never afraid to talk to anyone. My dad says that I used to climb out of the grocery cart and sit on the conveyor belt, then have conversations with Pearl the cashier. I was probably around two then.

These days, I've lost some of that childhood unselfconsciousness. Put me in front of a classroom with a subject I love, and I'm in my element. Bring me to a party, and I become shy.