Article July 6, 1974 Issue

Amy's Narrow Escape

BARBARA L. KELLY

Amy settled onto a comfortable branch of the huge maple tree and prepared to wait. Completely hidden by the deep green leaves of summer, she didn't mind waiting She loved the old tree. Its strong branches were just right for climbing or thinking, and there was a hole in the trunk as big as a pumpkin where she and Jane stored things.

Amy was waiting for Jane to come home so they could play together. While she waited, she watched the birds that came and went in the branches above her and people in cars and on foot who passed on the street and sidewalk below.

In no time at all, it seemed, she saw the car with Jane in it turn into the driveway. In her hurry to get down, Amy lost her grip on the branch and fell out of the tree, landing facedown on the hard ground. One arm was bent under her, and it hurt a lot.

Send a comment to the editors

NEXT IN THIS ISSUE

Editorial

Crisis of Leadership