LESSON 16: BRING THE TEXT TO LIFE
It is a bad speech day. Words are stuck and tangled in my mouth. I do not make a peep in the lesson with my classmates. I am defeated. Dad picks me up. He takes me to a quiet place. It is the river. Dad reminds me that I talk like a river. I talk like the river flows. At times bubbling, churning, whirling, crashing. But suddenly, beyond the rapids, calm, smooth, and glistening. The river is now my favorite place in this world.
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