I was a shy boy.

Up to now, I am still a boy with a little shyness. I think, for girls, shyness maybe make them look cute. But people are all like lively, sunny, humorous boy. Here is a funny story.


Long long ago, when I was in Primary School. I was so shy that I always cried When I met some troubles that I couldn't solve. In Grade 5, I began to study english. My english teacher was a terrible man and I didn't like him very much. He always asked us to answer questions. If we couldn't answer the questions, he would beat us on the hands heavy with a big stick. Every time, If I couldn't answer his question, I always felt shy and began to cry after the beating.

One day, I couldn't answer his question again. when the terrible teacher came at me with his big stick, my tear were in my eyes and were going to drop. He saw it and after a moment, he went away. To my surprise, He didn't beat me. I remember I was so happy that time.

Now, I seldom cry, but the shyness always go with me. I try to change it all the time. I think I need much more courage. could you give me some advices?