In class today, I raised my hand first when the teacher asked a question.
My heart beat fast as I waited to be called on, hoping I had the right answer.
When the teacher smiled and said, “Yes, you!” I felt proud and a little brave.
I spoke clearly and told everyone what I thought, my voice steady and strong.
My friends clapped softly, and the teacher gave me a shiny star sticker.
After class, I couldn’t stop smiling—it felt good to share what I knew.
I decided to raise my hand first more often, knowing I could be confident.
Raising my hand was my way of shining bright and learning every day.