As I was walking through the forest, a little squirrel crossed my way. She scared me a little bit because I did not expect it at all. And she was very fast!

She climbed up the nearest tree and when she felt safe, she stopped and started watching me.

She was sitting on a branch of the tree and she was looking straight into my eyes.

I stopped as well. I waited a little and then I whistled at her quietly. And then I whistled again… And then…

She turned around and quickly disappeared in the green leaves of the tree.

I was waiting for her to come back and I think that she looked at me from behind the tree one more time. But that was all. She didn’t come back again… I think she didn’t like my whistling.

I started walking through the forest again.

branch /brɑːntʃ/ – konár

whistle /ˈwɪsl/ – pískať

disappear /ˌdɪsəˈpɪə(r)/ – zmiznúť

from behind the tree – spoza stromu