我的天

The Road of Growing Up, the play of our whole  class in English rale play calsses, now it has gone to the end.The last common of it is made by teacher that we made a miracle, because we put 16 person in 10 minutes’ role play. (including me, the aside) How we can do it? I don’t think we made a miracle, maybe at teacher’s side, it is really a very suprised thing.

She asked us that all our class must participate in he play, and we did it. At least, the quatitiy of the player is a miracle. She has never thought there would be such a class and had such a play. In fact, at the very beginning, I had never imagine we could do it. All the people seemed pay no attention to it, just like none of their business. In my opinion, I felt very alone, I just worried by myself. Every evening, I had nightmare because of it, who can understand me? Who can share the worry of me.

Until the mid-night of last Thursday (maybe we should say Friday morning), I found a associate, I found a person had the same dream as me, we all hoped we had a good ending. Have the same target, and go to great lengths to do it is really great. I found someone to shared my pressure, or in another word, she found me to share the same thing.

Until this after noon, I didn’t realized the enthusiasm hiding in my classmates. I felt it, they also had the same dream as me. I had been down in some times, however, after that, I felt their strong enthusiasm. As the back control  of the play, I had more power, and more pressure. I was really afraid that I pulled my leg out, and then lose their faces. If it’s just my private presentation, I just need to stand the scold by my own heart. But if unconsciously, I failed this time, I would lose their faces.

Now, all the things had become an beautiful, unforgettable and miracle history. I know I must believe them, I must trust them, I can lean on them. The play is ending, however, the road of living here together is still comging to us.