فِي قَرْيَةٍ صَغِيرَةٍ، كَانَ هُنَاكَ وَلَدٌ اسْمُهُ خَالِدٌ. خَالِدٌ يُحِبُّ الطَّبِيعَةَ كَثِيرًا. فِي كُلِّ صَبَاحٍ، يَخْرُجُ خَالِدٌ لِيَمْشِيَ فِي الْحَقْلِ. يَرَى الْأَزْهَارَ الْجَمِيلَةَ وَيَسْمَعُ طُيُورًا تُغَنِّي. فِي يَوْمٍ مِنَ الْأَيَّامِ، رَأَى خَالِدٌ عُصْفُورًا صَغِيرًا عَلَى الْأَرْضِ. الْعُصْفُورُ كَانَ جَرِيحًا. أَخَذَ خَالِدٌ الْعُصْفُورَ إِلَى بَيْتِهِ وَعَالَجَهُ. بَعْدَ أَيَّامٍ، شُفِيَ الْعُصْفُورُ وَطَارَ بِسُرُورٍ. خَالِدٌ كَانَ فَرِحًا جِدًّا.
In a small village, there was a boy named Khalid. Khalid loved nature very much. Every morning, Khalid would go out to walk in the field. He would see beautiful flowers and hear birds singing. One day, Khalid saw a small bird on the ground. The bird was injured. Khalid took the bird to his house and treated it. After a few days, the bird healed and flew away happily. Khalid was very happy