Looking at the bright award certificate on the desk, my thoughts drifted over the window to the distance and floated in front of me who was shy and young.
I have never been a brave man since I was a child. Whenever the teacher asks me questions, whether I like it or not, I will be embarrassed and speechless for a long time, and I will never be able to take that step bravely.
The chicks in the nest want to learn to fly, want to step out of the nest and see the outside world, but they are hesitant. The teacher picked the students to recite the text that day, and many students raised their hands. I raised my hand and put it down, and my hands were all sweaty. I looked around and avoided the teacher's eyes.
I looked down and suddenly felt annoyed. Why can't I be brave once? So, I looked up and put my hand up again. The teacher chose me and I began to recite. Although there are some mistakes, I am also happy about them-in short, I took the first step!
The chicks in the nest finally stepped forward bravely, flapped their wings and flew high into the air. I finally got a chance to take a brave step. Once, the head teacher announced that the school would hold a speech contest. This makes me both excited and worried-how can I have the courage to face so many teachers and students!
With the encouragement of the class teacher, I signed up. I regard the pillow as an audience to overcome shyness, but no matter how I practice, I can't find that feeling. The game is about to start. I've been holding the head teacher to ask questions, and soon it's my turn. I still can't overcome my nervousness.
A gust of wind made the leaves rattle, as if laughing at my timidity. I was in a hurry, thinking: instead of regretting it later, it is better to try it now. I walked onto the stage and looked at the dark crowd below. I clenched my hands into fists and nervously searched my mind for what the next sentence was.
A breeze blew away my nervousness. Slowly, I found the feeling of courage and successfully completed my speech. I didn't return to my senses until the fierce applause rang. I made it! I finally took that step bravely! Standing on the podium, I looked up at the sky. A chicken is flying in the blue sky. It cried happily and watched the scenery by itself. It was very brave.
My thoughts came back, and with a little smile, my mouth rose. How shy I was then, and now I am a brave person who dares to face difficulties. This smile is for me at that time, and also for me who is brave now.