2 Years ago i went to a Boarding School, in the northern of the US. During Spring the forest and fields were muddy. A march friday one friend and I had an outdoor special activity. We were warned that because of the mud, the floor was slippery and we could fall and injure ourselves.
Running across the field into the forest, my friend fell into a small cliff twisting his leg leaving him unable to walk by himself. I helped him to get up and took him to the infirmary. I didnt had to, but I helped and took care of him during his rehabilitation, carrying his books and help him to climb the stairs is how I supported him.
At last I felt really good for giving help to someone that needed it.
