I was in 4th grade when this unforgettable incident happened. Every year, my school holds a storytelling competition for students up to 5th grade. This year, I decided to participate. The last time I performed on stage was back in kindergarden. It's not that I didn't want to participate in the past years; I just never got selected. Why? Because I used to prepare my stories an hour before the audition. You can imagine the quality of a story made up by a 1st or 2nd grader in such a short time.But this year, I was determined. I practiced seriously, and my dad even bought me two storybooks. With dedication and effort, I passed the audition and got selected.
Nice right but what happened in the competition was a different tale.
To be continued...