My class waited nervously on back-stage for the younger kids to finish their play. After what felt like seconds, the crowd clapped loudly, and we took our positions. Because I was the narrator I had to stand right at the front of the stage. I started telling the story, it was about a girl who had to take some medicine to her sick grandmother. The girl had just opened the door to the room, then the crowd erupted with laughter. I felt butterflies in my stomach, and glanced up into the crowd, and none of them were looking at me!