I Love Wearing Wellies And Getting Them Muddy

This happened in autumn of last year when I was locked out of the house and decided to just pass the time by reading a book. I started out sitting in a coffee shop but that only kept me content for a few minutes, I walked to a nearby park and sat beside the duck pond. I got so engrossed in my book that when I finished the sun was starting to set. I was a little weary from the long amount of focused reading so when I heard a few panicked wails I started to fear for my life. I looked around and calmed down for a few seconds and followed the voices as best I could. I pushed aside a few brushes and I discovered two 4th graders stuck in knee deep mud. I stepped into the thick creamy mud and yanked each boy out and placed them both on the path. After asking their names I learned that they were Liam and Adrian and that they were doing a science project.. or something. I don't really remember. While i was still hung up on what they were possibly doing in the mud when i looked down and saw two pairs of bare feet and what was worse was that now my boots refused to budge at all. I started with the two pairs of boots that were rapidly filling with mud and quickly placed them on the path. I pulled and tugged for only a minute before my own wellies were free. I asked the boys where their school was and it was near my house so i offered them the chance to sleep over which they gladly accepted. The boys sat down to pull their wellies back on, i tried to tell them that their boots were filled with mud but they were far too quick and were actually barely even fazed by it. I walked them home and opened the door with the key my dad left me after he got home for the day and i tucked them in and arranged a pickup location with their grateful parents. To this day they still love playing in the mud, they've even made a few new friends at school that share their hobby.