One day, a friend of mine got hit by a car. She was safe and sound but her arm was bleeding.
Thanks to the safety class I had been to, I knew I had to make her a tourniquet.
When I went to see her at the hospital, the doctor said that Virgine, my injured friend, had told him what happened and that thanks to me, she hadn’t lost too much blood.

I love tigers!!! I was so sad, because tigers are beautiful animals, but they are an endangered species now because of the hunt for their fur and the destruction of their natural habitat. That is why, for my 10th birthday, I adopted a tiger! To do so, you only have to go to a special place and spend 40 euros. But don’t think I got out of the place with a tiger! I only got a tiger plush and a lot of tiger posters. The money I gave will be used to help animals that are endangered, just like the tiger.
WWF created this way of helping animals that are in this kind of situation. So, keep your money to help animals!

I have a venezuelian penpal since a few months that my mother introduced me to. She thought it would be interesting for me to talk to a girl from another country. Her name is Alejandra and she is 11. We used to write each other only once or twice a month but one day she wrote me and asked me to help her. She had to do a very complicated presentation in english and she does not speak very well english. So when she told me about her problem, I proposed to read the presentation and help her correct it. She was very happy and accepted right away. I m glad I did it because it took me only an hour and she got an excellent grade! Now we write to each other quite often!

A chickadee flew straight into the window of my room and collapsed on the balcony while I was drawing on the dining table last weekend. I carefully picked it up and deposited it in a small cardboard box. The chickadee was not moving at first, but fortunately, after a few hours, she regained strength! And she finally embarked to join her other chickadee friends. I was so relieved!

I know my next-door neighbor, Mrs. Wood, very well. She is 85 years old. I often play with her cat Tigger, who is grey with white paws! In the past few days Mrs. Wood was not able to move because she had a bad flue, therefore needed to rest at home. I had the idea to help do her groceries! With the money she gave me and accompanied by my mother, I bought half a baguette every day, not overcooked, just how she likes it, and a few chocolates from the candy corner. I also bought the drugs she required at the pharmacy. Mrs. Wood was really thrilled!