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One day when I was six, Grandpa sent me into the woods to gather pecans for us to enjoy.
Pecan picking was really tiring work and my little basket was only half full. When I was in , something attracted me. A large brown squirrel a few feet away picked up a pecan, hurried to a tree and disappeared in a large hole in the trunk. A moment later he crawled out of his hiding place and climbed down to the ground. Once again, he took another pecan back to his home.
No more a , I thought. I dashed over to the tree and looked into the hole. It was filled with pecans! Handful by handful, I scooped all those pecans into my basket. Now it was full! I couldn't wait to show Grandpa all the pecans. "Well, well, how did you find so many?" He asked. I told him what I did.
Grandpa congratulated me on how smart I'd been in observing the squirrel and his habits. Then he did something that me. He handed the basket back to me, "That squirrel worked very hard to gather his winter food," he said . "Now that all of his pecans are gone, do you think the little squirrel will survive the cold winter? A good person should take advantage of someone else's hard work."
I felt so guilty that I hurried back to the tree and poured all the nuts into the hole.
I didn't eat any pecans that night, but I had the satisfaction of knowing I had done just the right thing.
