Friday
It was Friday.
The worst day of the week.
Sam had games first period.
Sam hated games.
Games gave her zero pleasure.
She was no good at games.
She could never get to the ball.
She  was always last.
Okay class, said Miss Jones.
We are going to try# something different today.
We are going to try# long-distance running.
You need to run around# the track four times.
The secret is to pace yourselves.
Everyone ready?
Off you go!
Four times around the track?
Four laps?
I will never# be able to do this, thought Sam.
The whistle blew.
Sam started running.
She tried to think about# the next weekend.
She was going to visit# her grandparents in the country.
She loved going to the country.
Sam ran and daydreamed.
In fact it was not so hard# running like this.
Soon, she had done one lap.
She was not tired.
She was not tired at all.
But the others looked tired.
Even Danny Mathews,# the fastest boy in the school,# looked tired.
Was she doing something wrong? 
No. 
She could not be.
Miss Jones was smiling at her.
Sam carried on running.
Soon she had run# two, then three, then four laps!
She was at the finish line!
But where were the others?
Danny was coming up now!
She had beaten Danny Mathews!
She had won the race!
Sam could not believe it!
She smiled and smiled and smiled.
Maybe Friday was not# such a bad day after all!