Not for a million dollars, " Iwould

Not for a million dollars, " Iwould have said.But when the time came ,I got up on stage and faced one of my greatest fears and discovered I could do more thanlever gave myself credit for.I found a new person inside me ,a much more daring,outgoing person who had been hidden all along,just waiting for the opportunity to appear.If not for my teacher, Mrs Sather,I might never have found that opportunity.In the first and second grade,I was extremely shy. I had friends,but it just wasn't in my personality to be very outgoing,even when I knew someone well.I was afraid I would do or say something wrong,so usually I just smiled and listened to otherpeople 's conversations.I did well in school and Iloved to write .However, I would escape into my writing,where I could be myself and never had to Worry about what other people thought of me. In my stories, I was never shy.My teacher, Mrs Sather,always encouraged me to write more .She told our class to go after our dreams and dig in with both hands.I think she was one of the first people to seemy inner strength. One day,she announced that our class was going toperform a play she had written. "I'll begin to cast everyone tomorrow,"she said. "I need someone who is not afraid to be on stage in front of a lot of people to play the lead part of Dorothy. Anybody want to try? " A few excited hands shot up-mine, of course, was not one of them-and Mrs Sather smiled. "We' ll talk more about it tomorrow, " she said.Then the bell rang and my classmates slowly left the classroom.