

Lila and Tom were at the park with their mom. They liked to play on the swings and the slide. They also liked to watch the pigeons that lived in the park. The pigeons were gray and white and had red feet. They made a lot of noise with their coo-coo sounds.
One day, Lila saw a pigeon that was different from the others. It had a twist in its neck and one of its wings was bent. It looked sad and hurt. Lila felt sorry for the pigeon and wanted to help it.
"Mom, can I give some bread to the pigeon?" she asked.
"Which pigeon, Lila?" mom asked.
"That one, mom. The one with the twist and the bent wing. It needs some food," Lila said, pointing to the pigeon.
Mom looked at the pigeon and nodded. "Okay, Lila. You can give it some bread. But be careful and gentle. Don't scare it or touch it. It might be sick or scared."
Lila took a piece of bread from mom and walked slowly to the pigeon. She knelt down and held out the bread. The pigeon looked at her with its black eyes. It was very quiet. Lila smiled and whispered, "Hello, pigeon. I want to be your friend. Don't be afraid. I have some bread for you."
The pigeon moved its head and pecked at the bread. It ate some and cooed softly. Lila felt happy. She gave it some more bread and talked to it. The pigeon seemed to like her. It moved closer to her and flapped its wing.
Tom saw Lila and the pigeon and ran to join them. He wanted to play with the pigeon too. He shouted, "Hey, Lila! What are you doing? Can I see the pigeon?"
Lila and the pigeon jumped. The pigeon was scared by Tom's noise. It flew away and landed on a tree. Lila was sad. She said, "Tom, you scared the pigeon! It was my friend. You were too noisy!"
Tom felt sorry. He said, "I'm sorry, Lila. I didn't mean to scare it. I just wanted to see it. It was a cool pigeon. Can we find it again?"
Lila looked at the tree where the pigeon was. She said, "Maybe. But we have to be quiet and nice. The pigeon is hurt and shy. We have to be its friends."
Mom came to them and hugged them. She said, "That was very kind of you, Lila, to feed the pigeon. And I'm glad you said sorry, Tom. The pigeon is special and needs some love. Maybe we can come back to the park another day and see if it's still here. Would you like that?"
Lila and Tom nodded. They said, "Yes, mom. We would like that. We love the pigeon."
