There are those among us that love Mother Earth and help heal hurts of the animals and earned respect from humans.

There are those among us that love Mother Earth and help heal hurts of the animals and earned respect from humans

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Bertha Digby loved flowers. When she left her parent's, Bertha brought all the seeds and nuts she could carry. She journeyed to a spacious valley and saw a creek meandering through a few shrubs. She flicked her tail and chattered, "The perfect place for a garden." As she buried her nuts and seeds, she chattered to anyone who listened, "The seeds and nuts will grow into a large woods."

Often she visited her family and cousins in the next valley to bring back more trees: walnuts, oaks, almonds, alders, willows, elms, fir, spruce, cedars, cherry, plum, and crab apples filled the valley. Flowers, grasses, and shrubs grew in sunny places.

As animals, birds, and insects passed by Bertha Digby's garden, these folks asked, "Can we live in your woods?" Bertha flicked her tail and cheerfully chattered, "The woods welcome you." She was happy if anyone enjoyed her garden. The beavers built a dam to store the creek water.

In turn, every animal, bird, fish, lizard, and insect in the valley admired Bertha Digby. These folks knew Bertha cared for every tree, the shrubs, all the grasses, and flowers. Bertha grew an abundant woods for all of them. The animals were safe. They had food, homes, and their families were happy.

Bertha Digby journeyed into the next valley to visit her cousins. She wanted more flower seeds to plant under the big trees in the shade. While walking home, Berta Digby saw gray smoke reaching into the sky. She ran up a hill and gasped. "Trees burning! No flowers!" She saw the animals walking among burned stumps that were once her woods. The animals climbed the hill, dazed. They moved with slow heaviness, faces saddened. Bertha Digby ran to them. "What happened?"

Mother Rabbit told her. "After the bright flash and the loud BOOM, the immense flames blazed fast, high, and hot. The flames scorched us as we hopped for the Beavers' pond. The FIRE blazed around us, burning trying to eat us. We breathed in the thick, dark smoke, choking and coughing. Days went by before the smoke cleared, then just ashes everywhere. All the trees, the flowers, our homes, and our foods gone. FIRE ate everything. Many of us are missing."

Sorrow overwhelmed everyone. In silence, the animals looked at Bertha Digby. Fox dared to say, "We are moving to the next valley."

The animals climbed to the top of the hill to leave.

Bertha Digby followed them, "There are some trees left. You can build new homes. Stay and help me replant."

The bear whimpered from a saddened heart. "We're moving to the next valley."

"There is nothing here."

"FIRE ate everything."

"Our families are broken."

Bertha begged, "PLEASE!"

They shook their heads, "NO!"

Bertha held on to them, "Everyone is needed to replant our woods." She pulled at them, "Our homes we will rebuild. We will have enough food. Stay, don't go, please help me."

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