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Team Pride Short Story Night - A Students Account
by Beitrice Choo
My dad parked the car in the parking lot and asked me if I was ready to present. I looked at him and replied, “Uh, yeah.” I thought about it and then confidently nodded my head. “Yep, I totally got this!” And I was sure about myself too. My father and I stepped out the car and I ran into Gillian. She was carrying an icebox, which I assumed was refreshments for short story night. We smiled at each other and walked into the school together. As we headed our way into the library, I went over my presentation in my mind and kept telling myself, “I can do this”. I stepped into the library and looked for Jiya, and when I say her, I went over to say, “Hi”. We chatted and looked at everybody’s brochures. They were really fantastic! By that time, tons of students and adults were gathered and the place became quite crowded. I tripped towards the projection section. Pictures of the school year were being projected and many 7th graders were gazing at the screen and laughing at funny pictures of themselves. Only when the teachers separated us did we get down to the nitty-gritty of presenting.