What is the theme of this story?

What is the theme of this story?

What is the theme of this story?

What is the theme of this story?

The gym was crowded. Leslie was excited about the dance team’s performance, but she was afraid of performing in front of all of these people. Melissa could see the look of panic on Leslie’s face. “It’s okay,” Melissa said. “We have practiced a lot for this.” Hearing Melissa’s words, Coach Turner turned around. “No need to be

nervous, girls. You are going to be great!

“Math class is boring,” thought Tyler. Wishing that he could be in P.E., Tyler tried to concentrate on the x’s and y’s as Mrs. Smith explained the equation. When the bell rang, Tyler was one of the first ones to get up. “See you tomorrow, Tyler,” Mrs. Smith said. “Don’t forget our quiz.” Tyler hung his head as he went into the hallway. He was definitely not ready for a quiz, but he forgot all about math the moment he stepped into his next class: P.E.!

Marie felt the impact as he mom hit the brakes just as another car pulled out in front of them. “Are you okay?” her mom asked. “Just relax, and I will call 911.” Across town, Louis heard the alarm go off, and he put down his coffee cup. “Sounds like there has been an accident,” he said to his partner Joe. “Let’s get moving.”

The lights in the mall were beautiful. There were red, green, and gold decorations everywhere. I couldn’t wait to start shopping for presents for all of my friends. “Are you ready to go?” Dad asked. “Yes!” I exclaimed. “Let’s shop!”

As I hurried towards my apartment, I could hear my dog, Ringo, howling. “Oh no!” I thought. “Mr. Jenson is going to be so mad.” Mr. Jenson was the cranky man who lived next door and was always complaining to my mom. It seemed as if he were always knocking on our door to tell us to turn down our TV or walk more quietly. It didn’t matter how low we kept the TV or how quietly we walked, he always seemed to be complaining. With Ringo making so much noise, Mr. Jenson would finally have a real reason to complain.