Today in social studies class we had to present. The project was about different races of immigrants. Asians, Italians, Polish, Russians, and Irish immigrants. We had the Irish immigrants, and we were saying we should go first and everything but I was trying to add something to the slides and the teacher had asked who wanted to go first and my partners raised their hands and instantly my stomach started to hurt. I’m not usually nervous but when I got up there I was holding my bag the whole time and I had to read first. But overall and after I was fine because we got our presentation done and over with.
In school one day I was sitting in class and all we heard in class was “Let go of her hair let go!” And we all ran outside and saw two girls fighting. One girl was standing up for her friend who recently moved to Florida but her friend got tired of the girl talking about her and the fighter’s friend was very shy so she stood up for her. And I felt proud of her because she wasn’t a bystander she was an upstander and even though it was a fight, it was for a purpose.
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