It all started when I was in first grade. The sun was shining so bright that I could feel it hit my skin. We were all out at the playground on our recess and the school bell rang. Every time the school bell rang, we had to freeze and stand still. I always loved that time of the day because all you could see around you were the kids not moving, birds chirping from the trees, and the swing moving back and forth, making that squeaking sound every time it swung. Then after a minute, staff would blow the whistle so we could go back to class. As my friends and I walked back to class, we discussed about how lame and boring reading was going to be. We finally got to our classroom which only had a big red door and no windows on the sides which always freaked me out for some odd reason. As you walked in the door, straight ahead was the teachers desk, on the right side was just the chalk board with the alphabet all around it, and on the left side was some rounded looking tables. Those tables were are desks. I always sat next to two girls that I had crushes on. One’s name was Danielle and she had blonde hair, Audrey was the other which had brunette hair. But we sat closest to the door and book shelf. So class continued on and finally we got to read a book which I can’t quite remember the name of it but was a yellow and thin book. Our teacher stood up from her chair and began to read the first chapter for us out loud. As she read, we just followed along and listened. After reading six sentences from the book, she began to call on a student to read the next sentences. I knew then that I was going to get called on and read to the class. She called on three kids who all read as if they were smart but all had ugly shirts on that were colorful. Mrs. Sudou then called my name and I was just so nervous to read out loud. So I tried getting through the first sentence but the words weren’t coming out of my mouth so great. I mumbled at the words and rea