by Audrey, Lewis & Clark, Fourth Grade
The first day reading aloud was possibly one of
the most spine tingling
and mind blowing
days of my life.
as I jotted down my first poem, peaceful
I was afraid I would get
stared at, and
worst of all,
the dead silence of oddness.
I heard my name being chanted.
I got up,
shaky hands and
I read aloud but the opposite happens
My courage builds,
I feel a weight coming off my shoulder.
The next time, I feel that I’m ready.