At my Granny’s house there is an awesome go-kart which belonged to my dad when he was a little boy. My cousin William wanted to ride the Go-Kart but as he is only 4 years old his legs weren’t long enough for his feet to reach the pedals. This made William very sad, which made me feel sad too.

I had an idea! Although William couldn’t ride the go-kart himself, I could push him! William loved pretending he was driving especially as I was pushing extra-hard to make him go super-fast. We whizzed round Granny’s garden having lots of fun until we were both worn out. This made William happy, which made me happy.

This was the time I was kind.