Last year in school we were coming back from lunch.I was first in line and rested my arm on the railing. I yanked my arm up. It wouldn’t budge! My friend had to get the teacher. We had to use soap. All of my classmates walked by. My face turned cherry red.I didn’t look at any of them.It smelled like soap. The nurse squeezed soap on my arm. I pulled and pulled ! Finally, POP! my arm came out! Now I know when things seem bad think of the positives.