This morning, I got a funny feeling. Today I had to give a report in my , and I had been afraid to do so for a long time.
Mom came into the kitchen, asking , “Are you ready, ?”
“ Yes.” I answered quietly. in fact I wasn’t ready!
On my way school, I could feel my heart beating. I hated this!
I went into Mrs. Owens’ class. She was smiling, and saying to all her students as she did every morning.
“ Hi, Sam,” she said to me as I walked the classroom.
“ Hi,” I said and quickly sat in my . I looked at the clock. The time was near. Then Mrs. Owens started, “ Sam, it’s time for you to show yourself.” “Show ? Oh, no!”
I got up slowly, the ground as I walked to the front of the class. Then, I looked up, and everyone was looking at me. Mrs. Owens knew I was , so she came beside me, and put her hand on my back.
She said to the class, “Sam has worked very hard on his ,and I know it is a very interesting report.” Then she turned to me and asked, “Sam, did you like best about your report on Hawaii?”
I thought about the fun things I about surfing before, and I started to talk. I talked and talked the whole class, and I was not nervous at all. It was great fun. It wasn’t frightening. The class cheered as I finished and Mrs. Owens was .
In fact, I can do better than I think I can— if I try! I am proud of myself.