One morning, my friend and I were walking in the street when suddenly a boy before us fell off his bike. He lay on the ground and couldn’t get up. My friend and I ran up to him and tried to help him rise. He sat up and couldn’t stand up, because his right leg was broken. We decided to send him to the nearest hospital on his bike. In the hospital, he was well examined at once. Then I called his parents and told them what had happened to their son. His parents came to the hospital in no time. They thanked us over and over again. We said we just did something that we should do. We felt very happy because we had done a good deed.