14th Sep 2024
Ahmad was a cheerful boy, full of delight. In the sunny park, he played with all his might. He saw a tree, tall and grand, with apples bright red, just like he had planned.
Ahmad plucked an apple, shiny and round. He took a big bite; what a sweet sound! Crunch, munch, yum! The juice dripped down. Ahmad laughed aloud, not a hint of a frown.
"A, a, a!" he shouted with glee. The sound echoed around, dancing with the trees. The sun shone bright over flowers and grass, as happy butterflies flitted on past.
But then, oh no! Ahmad felt a sting. Tiny ants marched and began to cling. They bit his arm—he winced in surprise. Ahmad looked down, with fear in his eyes.
He cried out for help, shouting loud and clear, "Mom! Oh, Mom! The ants are so near! My arm hurts a lot, please don’t leave me! Call the ambulance, I want to feel free!"
His mom hurried over, with worry on her face. She knelt beside him, quickening her pace. "Don’t worry, dear Ahmad, I’m here by your side. I’ll help you with ants and take them for a ride!"
She gently brushed ants off with care, saying, "Look at the flowers, let’s take in the air. Sometimes in nature, we get a small bite. But with love and a bandage, everything will be right!"
Ahmad took a deep breath and smiled through the pain. With his mom beside him, he felt safe again. Together they laughed, and the sun started to blaze, transforming his tears into bright sunny rays.
After a few moments, the pain disappeared. Ahmad stood up tall, feeling brave, not so seared. He picked another apple, held it up high. "Let’s eat together, just Mom and I!"
Under the tree, in that beautiful park, Ahmad and his mom made their own little spark. With apples and laughter, their joy filled the day. For every adventure brings warmth in its way.