Kenji had dreamed of making the school basketball team for years. He practiced every day after school, shooting hoops until the sun went down. But on the day of tryouts, his hands were shaking so much he could barely dribble.
"You've got this," his older sister Yuki whispered from the bleachers. Kenji nodded, but doubt clouded his mind. What if all that practice wasn't enough?
During the scrimmage, Kenji missed his first three shots. His face burned with embarrassment. The other players were so much taller, so much faster. He wanted to give up and walk off the court.
Then he heard Yuki's voice: "Keep going, Kenji! You didn't practice all year to quit now!"
Something clicked inside him. Kenji took a deep breath and focused. On his next possession, he faked left, drove right, and sank a perfect layup. Then another. And another. By the end of tryouts, he had scored more points than anyone else.
When Coach posted the roster the next day, Kenji's name was at the top. "I almost gave up," he told Yuki. "Thanks for not letting me."
"You didn't need me," she said, ruffling his hair. "You just needed to remember how hard you've worked."
Ava had never liked dogs. They were loud, messy, and unpredictable. When her neighbor's golden retriever, Biscuit, escaped through a hole in the fence, Ava was annoyed. Now she'd have to help look for him.
"I saw him run toward the creek!" shouted Mrs. Patterson, the worried owner. "But I'm too old to climb down there. Please, Ava, can you check?"
Ava hesitated. The creek bed was muddy and full of thorny bushes. Her new sneakers would be ruined. But when she saw the tears in Mrs. Patterson's eyes, she sighed and headed down the slope.
She found Biscuit stuck in a tangle of branches, whimpering softly. His paw was caught. "Okay, okay," Ava murmured, carefully freeing him. "I've got you."
Biscuit licked her face gratefully, and despite herself, Ava laughed. She carried him up the hill, not caring about the mud on her clothes anymore.
Mrs. Patterson hugged them both, crying with relief. "You're a hero, Ava! I don't know how to thank you."
Ava looked down at Biscuit, who was wagging his tail at her. "Maybe... maybe dogs aren't so bad after all."