Bambi, the baby dear, had wondered off into the forest. He loved looking at birds, insects, flowers and plants, and he had been watching them all so busily that morning that he had not noticed where he was going. Now he knew that he had not noticed where he was going. Now he knew that he ought to be going back to his mother, but he wasn’t sure which way to go! All the paths looked alike.
“I want my mother!” sighed poor Bambi.
Then he saw some swallows sitting on the branches of a tree.
“If they fly high up into the sky, they will be able to see which path I should take,” thought Bambi.
As nicely as he could, Bambi asked the swallows to fly up and see if they could see his home n the distance. The swallows were eager to help, and up they flew, into the sky. As Bambi watched, he saw some of them fly one behind the other, to from a line. Then some of them made two little lines near the beginning of the first.
“Why, it’s an arrow!” said Bambi. “The swallows have made an arrow to show me which way to go !”
Bambi followed the direction in which the arrow pointed until, at last, he reached his home, where his mother was waiting. They were thrilled to see each other, and the swallows were glad to have helped.
Now, if you should look up, one day, and see swallows flying in the sky, and making an arrow shape, some folks may tell you that is the way to go to a warmer country, but it may just be that they are showing some little lost animal the way home.
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