"Take the stage, go on. You can do it, Kenneth."
There was a thunderous applause coming from the ground. The class were cheering for Kenneth, after his teacher made him go up on stage. The teacher looked right into his eyes, all focused. He smiled. He knew that he has made the right choice the moment Kenneth went up on stage.
The spot lights shone on him, rather menacingly.
There was a moment of silence as he walked up the stage. Secretly, he trembled a little. He fidgeted a little in his unusually well-ironed uniform just for today. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. Some of his classmates gasped. They panicked a little and silently muttered under their breathe. "Go on, Kenneth. Go on."
The class knew how hard Kenneth worked for this competition. They were all so proud of him. Others who were in the hall waited for him to speak, with those eyes that could have probably killed him there and then.
Kenneth took a deep breathe. He composed himself. And he took the first step.
Recorded a moment of encouragement; the believe and the leap of faith to prove himself to the world. Maybe it was not proving himself for the world, but more of proving himself for himself. 🤓