Søren stod i skolens store auditorium.

Søren stood in the school's large auditorium.

Det var efterår, og de gyldne blade blæste udenfor vinduerne.

It was autumn, and the golden leaves blew outside the windows.

Inde i auditoriet var der travlhed.

Inside the auditorium, there was bustle.

Elever løb rundt, rettede på deres kostumer, og scenens røde gardiner kastede et varmt lys over rummet.

Students ran around, adjusting their costumes, and the stage's red curtains cast a warm light over the room.

Søren så rundt.

Søren looked around.

Han havde netop sluttet sig til dramaklubben.

He had just joined the drama club.

Han var en stille dreng, der ofte var alene.

He was a quiet boy who was often alone.

Men han elskede skuespil.

But he loved acting.

Desværre kæmpede han med sceneskræk.

Unfortunately, he struggled with stage fright.

Hans hænder rystede let, og maven kriblede, når han tænkte på at stå foran publikum.

His hands trembled slightly, and his stomach fluttered when he thought about standing in front of an audience.

I dag var speciel.

Today was special.

Den store skoleforestilling nærmede sig.

The big school play was approaching.

Søren ønskede, mere end noget andet, at præstere perfekt.

Søren wished, more than anything else, to perform perfectly.

Han ville bevise for sig selv, at han kunne.

He wanted to prove to himself that he could.

Men Nikolaj, klubbens erfarne skuespiller, var ikke til stor hjælp.

But Nikolaj, the club's experienced actor, wasn't much help.

"Du skal tale højere," kritiserede Nikolaj.

"You need to speak louder," criticized Nikolaj.

"Det er for slapt."

"It's too weak."

Nikolajs ord nagede Søren.

Nikolaj's words nagged Søren.

Hans selvtillid svandt ind, men Søren vidste, han måtte gøre noget.

His confidence dwindled, but Søren knew he had to do something.

Efter endnu en dag med øvelse, gik han hen til Nikolaj.

After another day of practice, he went up to Nikolaj.

"Nikolaj, jeg har brug for din hjælp," sagde Søren og tog en dyb indånding.

"Nikolaj, I need your help," said Søren, taking a deep breath.

"Kan du give mig konstruktiv feedback?"

"Can you give me constructive feedback?"

Nikolaj blev overrasket, men nikkede.

Nikolaj was surprised but nodded.

"Okay, Søren.

"Okay, Søren.

Lad os arbejde sammen."

Let's work together."

Søren vidste også, at Emma kunne hjælpe.

Søren also knew that Emma could help.

Hun havde altid opmuntret ham.

She had always encouraged him.

"Emma, vil du øve med mig efter skole?"

"Emma, will you practice with me after school?"

spurgte han.

he asked.

Hun smilede og nikkede straks.

She smiled and nodded immediately.

I løbet af de næste uger praktiserede Søren hårdt.

Over the next few weeks, Søren practiced hard.

Han mødte op tidligt, øvede sine replikker foran spejlet og bad Emma om råd.

He showed up early, rehearsed his lines in front of the mirror, and asked Emma for advice.

Lidt efter lidt begyndte hans frygt at svinde ind.

Slowly but surely, his fear began to subside.

Det var sidste generalprøve.

It was the final dress rehearsal.

Alle var spændte.

Everyone was excited.

Scenen var klar, og Søren tog en dyb indånding.

The stage was set, and Søren took a deep breath.

Det var nu eller aldrig.

It was now or never.

Midt i sin dialog følte Søren noget forandre sig.

In the middle of his dialogue, Søren felt something change.

Han improviserede en linje.

He improvised a line.

Der var et lille øjebliks stilhed.

There was a brief moment of silence.

Så brød salen ud i klapsalver.

Then the hall erupted in applause.

Forestillingen var en succes.

The performance was a success.

Elever og lærere roste Søren.

Students and teachers praised Søren.

Selv Nikolaj kom over.

Even Nikolaj came over.

"Godt gået, Søren," sagde Nikolaj.

"Well done, Søren," said Nikolaj.

"Du har talent."

"You have talent."

Søren smilede for sig selv.

Søren smiled to himself.

Han havde klaret det.

He had done it.

Ikke kun havde han overvundet sin frygt, men han havde også lært, at det var okay at bede om hjælp.

Not only had he overcome his fear, but he also learned that it was okay to ask for help.

Han følte sig stærkere og mere selvsikker end nogensinde før.

He felt stronger and more confident than ever before.

Uden for auditoriumet fortsatte de gyldne blade med at danse i den lette brise, og Søren vidste, at en ny begyndelse ventede.

Outside the auditorium, the golden leaves continued to dance in the gentle breeze, and Søren knew that a new beginning awaited.