Me and the greeny thingny

When I was about four years younger, there was a guava tree next to our house that I loved to climb. I felt like an explorer, sitting up high and looking at the pretty view. But one day, everything changed.

I was up there in thd tree, daydreaming and watching the clouds float by, when suddenly I saw something that made my heart stop. I quickly took a closer look and saw a tail slithering up the branches. Oh no! It was a green snake!

I freaked out! My brain started racing. What should I do? Make friends with it? Offer it a guava? Nah, definitely not! So, I called for my brother, running around the tree like a crazy person. “Help! There’s a snake! A bright green one, it will bite me!"

But my brother was inside, happily munching on snacks and totally oblivious of the trauma that I was facing. I decided I had to jump down from the tree. I looked at how tall it really was, and guess what? It wasn’t that tall after all (this judgement was out of panicked)

So, with all the bravery left in me, I leaped off the tree and landed on the ground with a thud. I was safe! But I didn’t waste any time. I ran inside faster than I ever had, craving some chilled water to calm my nerves.

When I got inside, I flopped onto the floor, panting like I’d just run a marathon. I couldn't wait to tell everyone about my big adventure. “I have an amazing story!” I shouted, waving at my other siblings who were engrossed looking at a movie.

Immediately I mentioned that a snake was close by, they all gathered around me as I spilled my story to them.