Arlo zipped out of his cozy blue house, his red sneakers squeaking with excitement. He twirled around, stretching his arms wide to greet the morning. Today felt special—a day just right for helping others.

Arlo spotted the girl and dashed over. "Don’t worry! I’ll get your kite back for you. Helping is what I do best!" With a nimble leap, he scrambled up the oak’s rough trunk, reaching out until he snatched the kite free. The girl’s face lit up with joy.

Arlo dashed to the rescue, scooping up stray fruit and steadying the basket. "Here, let me help! Two hands make any load lighter," he chirped. The man smiled broadly, his eyes twinkling as Arlo carried the basket alongside him to the market stall.

Arlo skipped over, gently taking the brush and cleaning it with a swirl in the water jar. "Now you can make all the colors you want!" he beamed. Soon, the wall burst with bright suns, winding rivers, and giggling animals, everyone laughing together.

Arlo[/@ch_1], who stands bashfully as children and grown-ups clap and cheer.] Arlo blinked in surprise as the little girl handed him a paper crown, the elderly man waved, and the mural painter grinned. "Thank you, Arlo, for making our day brighter!" they all cheered together, and Arlo felt his heart glow like the sun overhead.

Arlo sat on his porch, feeling proud and peaceful. "Helping others really does make the world a happier place," he whispered to the stars. As the first night breeze rustled the leaves, Arlo smiled, ready for whatever new adventures tomorrow would bring.