The coconut Tree

 When I was a boy and first learning about the world, I took a big risk. I was playing in the yard outside of my family’s house with my friends. It was a hot day, and we were resting in the shady side of our house. One of my friend dared me to climb the coconut tree in our yard. I looked at the tree. It was mature and very tall, but a little bit curved. I had seen men climbing these tree, and it looked easy, but I had never tried before. I wanted to show my courage, so I said I world. The tree was scratchy. but I found place for my feet and hands and soon I was near the top . But then the tree began to move in the breeze. Suddenly I fell. There was a great pain in my arm. My friend ran to tell my mother who took me to the hospital. I had a broken. I felt bad for a long time after that. And the worst part was broken. I felt bad to walk past the coconut tree and remember my foolish risk.

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