On Thursday evening I watched a doe giving a lesson in crossing a blacktop road to a newborn fawn. They were posed on the center line of East-West Road, with the youngster teetering to stay upright. I was stopped observing the sight, when a car approached from the other direction and stopped. The fawn panicked and fell. Mother stood her ground, waited for the youngster to get up, and together they walked to the other side of the road. Once on familiar footing, they bounded into the woods.