When I was in middle school my social studies teacher asked me to enter a writing contest I said no without thinking I did not love writing My family came from Brazil so English was only my second lan

A few weeks later, when I almost forgot the contest, there came the news. I had won first prize! I was ecstatic and couldn't believe it. My teacher called me into his classroom and congratulated me. He told me that he was proud of me for putting in the effort and not giving up. He said that he knew I had it in me all along. After that experience, I started to enjoy writing more and more. I even started a journal that I wrote in every day. I realized that writing was a way for me to express myself and share my thoughts and experiences with others. I was grateful to my teacher for pushing me out of my comfort zone and helping me discover a new passion