Fear and shyness are common emotions. Who doesn't feel ashamed in front of friends, teachers, and family? I've always been shy, and I feel my cheeks burning even when I stand up to answer a question, but as I continue to grow, I find that I am not as shy as I thought.
It seems to be a small holiday in the third grade, and the teacher asked us to read "Journey to the West" and write a short story to read aloud among two people. It can be said that it is lucky, it can also be said that it is unlucky, and I and another classmate were drawn. I panicked at that moment, because I didn't read it carefully, but skimmed through it hastily. So the story that is written is not so perfect, and there are many sentences that do not conform to the article.
When I heard my name, my heart clucked, very flustered, but there was no way, I was so the scalp. Soon, I began to read, and I could clearly feel my legs trembling and my voice trembling a little. The teacher seemed to see my strangeness and threw an encouraging look at me. Although I was still a little afraid, I kept encouraging myself in my heart: "Don't be afraid, think about what my mother said: 'Don't be afraid when you speak, just treat the people below as family.'" So I read more and more energetically, and constantly corrected the errors in the text, and when I finished reading, the teacher smiled and said, "Well written, Xiaoming, it's up to you." The tablemate who knew the truth looked at me and smiled.
To be brave is not only not to be shy, but also to overcome the fear in your heart
I have always been afraid of snakes, and when I was a child, I was often frightened by my father with snakes, saying that snakes would sneak up on the bed at night to bite you, and I was often so frightened that I was afraid to sleep so much that I would be frightened when I saw a rope.
But gradually, in my fear of snakes, I gradually became interested in this creature: "How do snakes walk?" They have neither legs nor feet; what does a snake look like to the touch? "And so on, and so on, and sometimes that arise in my head.
Until one time at a summer camp, I served as a flag bearer, (actually carrying the flag and walking at the front of the line) there was an event where the three teams competed in "marching" speed. A few of my classmates and I were at the forefront, but on the way, I suddenly spotted a small blue snake, about 5 centimeters. Although I was a little scared, I thought that there were more girls in the team, and if I passed the news to the back, the team would be chaotic. So I silently slowed down, the team members behind me did not notice, and after the snake slowly climbed over, I accelerated my pace again, and neither the team nor the teacher noticed. This probably overcomes the fear in my heart.
When I'm writing now, I'm also thinking, "Did I really overcome these negative emotions?" Maybe it's just for a while. You can't stay calm every time you see something you're afraid of; you can't look like normal every time you don't do your homework. But we still have to face up to what we hate and hate, maybe life is like this.
