Once, in summer, I was walking when I heard a strange screaming somewhere among the branches of the tree I was passing by. I looked up and saw a little kitten sitting on the branch. It was so little that it was afraid to come down the tree.
I asked myself: How could I climb up the tree? The kitten kept on meowing and looking at me. Its eyes asked for help.
What did I do? Of course, I climbed up that tree and helped the cat to come down. It looked at me as if it wanted to say “Thank you” and ran away. I was very pleased to help the cat.
Artem, 11, Belarus