Veena liked quiet time.
During free choice, she liked to read by herself in the corner of Mrs. Jones’s classroom. At recess, she liked to sit on the playground bench and watch the other kids jumping and sliding and swinging. After school, she liked to draw pictures of puppies and kittens in her sketchbook.
Veena wasn’t like the other kids in her class who always raised their hands or wore glittery clothes. She didn’t have fancy shoes or stripes of color in her hair. Veena didn’t talk loudly or shout out of turn.
Veena didn’t like people looking at her. She didn’t like attention. Veena was shy.
BRRIIIING!
“Class!” Mrs. Jones called out one morning as the school bell rang. “I have a surprise.”
Two kids high-fived excitedly. Someone threw a paper airplane.
Sometimes school was boring. But when Mrs. Jones said there was a surprise, Veena got excited.
Veena loved surprises.
“We have one month of school left, and we are going to have . . . a VARIETY SHOW!”
HOORAY!
Everyone around Veena cheered. But Veena felt nervous.
Mrs. Jones smiled and continued. “Everyone in our class will perform onstage. You can sing, dance, play guitar . . . whatever you want to do. It will be a celebration of all your talents!”
As the other children stood up and started talking about what they would do, Veena slumped down in her seat. She felt her heart thumping in her chest. A variety show meant everyone would be performing onstage. A variety show meant everyone would be watching her.
Veena decided she didn’t like surprises anymore.