On Monday morning, Kyle woke up nervous because of the class play he is being forced to participate in. He marched out of bed to get ready for school but not before trying to tell his mom that he is sick and that he needs to stay home from school today.
On the bus Kyle got in an argument with a girl who had taken his seat on the bus. When the bus driver noticed him standing, he made Kyle come and sit in the front of the bus, away from other students.
At school, his locker gave him problems, like it always does. So he marched on into the classroom with his backpack and jacket and sat in his seat. When Ms. Homes told him to put his stuff away, he sighed loudly and rolled his eyes at Ms. Homes. After trying his locker combination a couple times he was able to get it open and put his backpack and jacket away.
The dreaded time had come. He had to get on the stage with the rest of his class and act out a play about George Washington. As he put on his costume he almost felt a little excited to wear it but at the same time nervous that he would forget his lines in front of everyone. The curtains opened and when he saw everyone looking at him, he gulped before starting his line.
Halfway through the play, he had not forgotten a single line. He was the star of the play. With just one more line left, he stood with a smile on his face ready to say his line. "Liberty, when it begins to take roots, is a plant of rapid growth." He had done it. Kyle got through the whole play without forgetting his lines. When the rest of the class came on stage, he took a big bow.
That night at home, he was retelling to his parents about how he said every line perfectly. Kyle wondered if he should try out for the spring play that the school was going to be auditioning in a couple weeks. He thought if he had never stepped onto the stage, that he may have never found something that he enjoys doing.