Met a Snake by Accident
Last weekend， my cousin Linlin came to my house. She said， “Let’s fly a kite.” I was very happy. This was the first time for me to fly a kite.
Linlin was so clever that she made a kite by herself. She drew a picture on the kite. It looked very beautiful.
“Where are you going to fly？” I asked Linlin.
“We will fly on the hill behind your house，” she said with a smile.
The hill was not high. There were trees and flowers on the hill. Linlin was running with the kite and I was running after her. The kite was flying high in sky. How happy we were！
Suddenly， we stopped. There was a snake in front of us. It made us shocked. How terrible it was！
“Don’t fear. Keep still，” I said to Linlin. We kept silent. I stamped1 my feet without saying any words. The snake was running away soon.
“Why did you stamp your feet？” Linlin asked me in a surprise.
“Snake is not good at seeing things， but it is good at listening to sounds，” I said to her， “When I was a child， my father told me when you meet a snake， you should keep quiet. It will not attack2 you until you are moving all the time.”
We heard that my parents calling us to have dinner so we returned down the hill to back home. I told the accident to my father as soon as I got home. My father said， “Snakes and people are also friends. We don’t attack them， and they won’t attack us.”