|The Possum and Me|
Early one sunny morning, I was walking along the track through the thick bush behind my house. I stopped to take my shoes off because they were wet. Underneath my feet, I could feel the soft leaves rubbing together. I came to a log where I sat down to have a rest and watch all the wildlife around me, and to listen to the birds chirping in the background.
A little silvery-gold Christmas Beetle crawled slowly onto a leaf that was lying on my log. A baby Wood Duck was waiting for its mother in its nest in the reeds near a pond. The duckling was so cute to look at, with its grey head, yellow beak, brown body and dainty little webbed feet. Over further, I could see that lots of trees had recently been cut down and piled ready to be carted away.
Just then, a timid little Ring-Tailed Possum came rushing out of the pile of trees and sniffed me. I stroked it and loved the feel of its soft furry brown coat. The possum seemed scared so I carefully picked it up. I could tell that its home had been one of the trees that had been knocked down and it was feeling sad and scared. I decided to take it home with me and ask mum what we should do.
Mum and I took the possum to the vet to get it checked out. The vet said nothing was wrong with him and gave us phone numbers to ring to find out where we could be helped to look after him. A very kind lady told us where there was a place where we could release him so that he would be able to live in safety.
I wonder how many other animal's homes had been ruined because of the trees being cut down.
By Lynita from Yugumbir State School.
|Top of Page |
List | Project Welcome Page
This story was created during a
one day Literary Day of Excellence at Regents Park Primary School, Queensland,
URL of this page : http://www.--/lynita.html
Last updated - 19/7/99