It was one of the hottest days of the dry season. We had not seen rain in almost a month. The crops were dying .Cows had stopped giving milk. The streams were long gone back into the earth .If we didn't see some rain soon we would lose everything.I was in the kitchen making lunch for the family when I saw my sixyearold son,Billy,walking toward the woods. I could only see his back. He wasn't walking in his usual way.He was obviously walking with a great effort,trying to be as still as possible. Minutes after he disappeared into the woods,he came running out again,toward the house.Moments later,however,he was once again walking in that slow and purposeful step toward the woods. This activity went on for over an hour:walking cautiously to the woods,then running back to the house. Finally,my curiosity got the best of me .I crept out of the house and followed him on his journey.He was cupping both hands in front of him as he walked;being very careful not to spill the water he carried.Branches and thorns slapped(拍打) his little face but he did not try to avoid them .He had a much greater purpose.As I leaned against a tree to spy on him,I saw the most amazing site.Several large deer appeared threatening in front of him. But Billy walked right up to them .I almost screamed for him to get away. And I saw a baby deer laying on the ground,obviously suffering from heavy loss of water and heat exhaustion,lift its head with great effort to lap(舔饮) up the water in my beautiful boy's hand.