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Under the sunlit mango tree, Amahoro in a blue shirt sat with a warm smile. Uwase, wearing a yellow dress, walked over, her bright smile beaming. They sat together, laughing as they shared stories.
Amahoro sat under the big mango tree near his home in Kigali. A girl with a bright smile walked over. "Hello! I am Uwase. Can I sit here?" she asked. "Yes!" said Amahoro. They shared stories and laughed together. "Do you like climbing trees?" asked Uwase. "I love it!" said Amahoro. They climbed the mango tree and picked the sweetest fruits. "You are a good friend," said Uwase. "You too!" said Amahoro. From that day, they were best friends.
In the morning light, from behind tall grass, Uwase in a yellow dress grasped Amahoro’s hand. Amahoro, in his blue shirt, pulled with her, freeing the stuck baby goat. The goat jumped happily as they cheered, mud on their legs.
One morning, Uwase ran to Amahoro. "My baby goat is missing!" she cried. "We will find her together," said Amahoro. They searched near the banana plants. No goat. They looked by the river. No goat. "Wait! I hear something," said Uwase. Behind tall grass, the baby goat was stuck in a bush. "Hold my hand," said Amahoro. Together they pulled the goat free. "We did it!" cheered Uwase. The baby goat jumped happily. "Best friends help each other," smiled Amahoro.
Dark rain clouds loomed as Uwase, in a muddy yellow dress, slipped in the vegetable garden. Amahoro, in a soaked blue shirt, reached out and helped her up. Baskets of tomatoes and cabbages sat nearby, rain splashing around them.
Dark clouds covered the sky. Rain poured down hard. "My vegetables!" cried Uwase. "The rain will wash them away!" Amahoro grabbed baskets. "Let us save them quickly!" They ran into the rain, picking tomatoes and cabbages. The mud was slippery. Uwase fell down. Amahoro helped her up. "Keep going!" he said. They filled every basket. When the rain stopped, all the vegetables were safe. "Thank you, Amahoro," said Uwase, hugging her friend. "That is what friends do," he said proudly.
Under the bright blue sky, Uwase in a yellow dress and Amahoro in a blue shirt sat beneath the mango tree. They shook hands, smiling warmly, as a mango rested on the grass and birds flew overhead.
The sun shone brightly. Amahoro and Uwase sat under their favorite mango tree. "You are my best friend," said Uwase. "Inshuti nyanshuti means true friendship," said Amahoro. "We help each other always." Uwase nodded. "When you needed help, I was there. When I needed help, you came." They shared a mango and watched birds fly across the blue sky. "Let us promise to be friends forever," said Uwase. "Forever and always," agreed Amahoro. They shook hands and smiled, knowing their friendship would last.