Mia found a blue notebook under her bed. On the first page she wrote: My Brave List. Then she chewed her pencil and looked out the window. What could a brave person do?
米娅在床底下找到一本蓝色的笔记本。她在第一页写下：我的勇敢清单。然后她咬着铅笔，望向窗外。一个勇敢的人能做些什么呢？
She thought of speaking in class, trying the high slide, and saying hello to the new boy. Each idea made her stomach feel wobbly. Still, she wrote all three down. "A list is a start," she whispered.
她想到在课堂上发言、去试高高的滑梯，还有向新来的男孩问好。每一个想法都让她心里七上八下。不过，她还是把这三件事都写了下来。“列个清单是个开始。”她小声说。
The next morning, Mia stood beside the high slide. Her friends waved from the top, but her feet felt glued to the ground. She read the second line on her list and took one slow step.
第二天早晨，米娅站在高高的滑梯旁。朋友们在顶上向她招手，可她的脚像粘在了地上。她看了看清单上的第二行，慢慢迈出一步。
Up and up she climbed. At the top, the whole playground looked wide and bright. Mia closed her eyes, pushed off, and zoomed down. When she landed, she laughed so loudly that everyone turned to look.
她一级一级往上爬。到了顶上，整个操场看起来又宽又亮。米娅闭上眼睛，向前一推，嗖地滑了下去。落地时，她笑得很大声，大家都转过头来看她。
On Friday, Mia saw the new boy sitting alone at lunch. Her heart thumped, but she carried her tray to his table. "May I sit here?" she asked. He smiled and moved his bag.
星期五，米娅看见新来的男孩一个人坐着吃午饭。她的心怦怦跳，但还是端着餐盘走到他的桌边。“我可以坐这里吗？”她问。他笑了，把书包挪开。
They talked about dogs and drawing. Mia did not feel perfectly brave, but she stayed. That night, she opened her notebook and wrote a new line: Brave can mean being kind, even when your voice shakes.
他们聊起了小狗和画画。米娅并没有觉得自己完全勇敢，但她留了下来。那天晚上，她打开笔记本，写下一行新的话：勇敢也可以是温柔待人，哪怕你的声音在发抖。