By Jonathan Uzan One day I went to play basketball with my friends. When I walked on the court I was very confident and ready to play. When we started the game I got the ball and shot it but I missed it. I got the ball again, I was wide open so I shot. I missed again. I was getting nervous. I didn’t want to shoot the ball for the rest of the game. At the end of the game I left sad. But. I was thinking a lot and I realized that I need to practice more to get better and practice makes perfect.
By Raquel Dayan A good friend lets you be who you are. Vivian told Ruthy that she didn’t like her style. She said she hates the shirt Ruthy was wearing. Ruthy said that Vivian should keep it to herself because Ruthy really liked the outfit she was wearing. Ruthy agreed and, after looking at it, she ended up loving Ruthy’s style.