... Every day, after work, the little ant would walk up to the tree, enjoy its shade and sometimes the leaves it dropped. Every day, the tree was happy to help. One day, when the little ant finished her work and walked up to her tree, she found it crying. "What´s the matter my dear friend? ", asked the ant. "Oh, do you see that man over there? He´s going to cut me down to make some firewood," the tree sobbed. The little ant turned around and saw a mean faced man walking towards them with a huge ax. The little ant walked desperately in circles. Why was this happening? Men weren´t allowed to cut trees in this part of the forest. What could she do? What could she do?
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