My tree house

I have a tree house in my father’s chena. It is on a big tree. I made it with wooden planks. It has a straw roof. I use a rope ladder to climb up to the tree house. I spend many sleepless nights to keep away the wild animals.

There is a clay pot, an old lantern and a reed mat in my tree house.

Every Friday and Saturday nights, I go to the tree house with my father. We take the delicious food made by my mother. I like to watch the bright red sky in the evening from the tree house. I love my tree house very much.