Arna is a Firefighter!
Arna woke up to a bright, sunny day. She stretched and said, "Good morning, world!"
Her room was filled with toys, but her favorite red toy firetruck, caught her eye.
"Vroom, vroom!" she exclaimed, pushing it across the floor.
Suddenly she heard the sirens of a firetruck fill the air, "Wee-ooo, wee-ooo!".
Arna jumped up, "Is there an emergency nearby?"
Peeking out the window, Arna saw firefighters next door.
"Oh no!" she gasped. The neighbor's kitty, Whiskers, was stuck on a tall tree.
"Meow, meow!", he cried. Arna grabbed her fireman's hat, "Time to help!”
The firefighters saw Arna and waved.
"We're trying, but Whiskers is scared of us.".
Arna watched Whiskers. "Meow, meow," he cried again.
"Don't worry, I'll help!" Arna promised.
Arna remembered her lullaby. "Maybe Whiskers needs a song to relax," she thought.
Standing under the tree, she sang softly, "Cute kitty, it's okay, you can come down today."
But the wind whooshed, "Woosh, woosh," drowning out her song.
“Maybe he’s hungry”, Arna thought. So she went home and poured a bowl of milk.
"Here, Whiskers! Yummy milk!" she called.
But suddenly, "Squeak, squeak!" A little squirrel came and drank all the milk!
"Oh
no! That's not for you!" Arna giggled.
Arna had a new idea!
She ran and got one of Whiskers' favorite toys, a red ball of yarn.
She tossed it towards the tree. "Look, Whiskers! It’s your favorite mouse! Come get it!" she called.
But Whiskers was too scared and didn’t want to play.
Whiskers meowed again, "Meow, meow. I’m scared I’ll fall down".
Arna ran inside and gathered all her blankets and pillows. "This will be so soft," she said, piling them under the tree.
"Look, Whiskers! It's safe!"
“Arna will you go get Whiskers? He trusts you”, a firefighter said.
“Of course! Raise the ladder! I’ll climb and get Whiskers!”, Arna said happily!
Whiskers looked down, saw the soft landing, and slowly, slowly started to climb down.
"That's
it,
Whiskers! I'm
here to save you!" Arna encouraged.
Step by step, Whiskers got closer and finally jumped onto the soft pillows.
"Great job Arna! You've been brave today," said the fire chief. "Would you like to be a special firefighter?"
Arna's eyes sparkled. "Yes, please!"
The chief handed her a badge and led her to the firetruck.
"Psshhh!" Water shot out of the firehose. Arna giggled feeling its power.
Today, Arna became a firefighter.
