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learning to live
I hope you’ll continue to write for many more years.
Lotsa luff,
Mama xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Today I (J13) was thinking about what has “made” summer for me and my brothers and sisters, so far, this year. Here is what I came up with;
Firstly, our SUNFLOWERS. One of our sunflowers would be almost 4 meters tall the other ones, (we have about 15) are between 2 and 3 meters!!! Here is a little poem I made about the sunflowers;
The TEMPERATURE. These last few weeks the weather has been pretty much the same every day; hardly any clouds, lots and lots of sun and the temperature which has ranged from 20-25°C and sometimes even 28°C +.
Because of all the sunshine the blueberries on my blueberry bushes have ripened. This year I had so many berries that I decided to make blueberry jam. The jam set really well!! Here is the recipe that I used:
3 C blueberries
3 apples peeled, cored and finely chopped (I grated them, it makes the job easier)
¼ C lemon juice
Boil all these ingredients together until fruit is soft.
Add 3 C sugar to the boiling jam, stirring until sugar has dissolved.
Boil jam until setting point is reached.
Pour jam into warmed preserving jars and cap.
Because it has been so hot we have been going in our pool almost every day. The temperature in the pool has been sitting on a steady 27°C!! Very refreshing!!
Just lately we have been constructing a mud house down behind the garden. That means lots and lots of digging! The dirt that is dug is mixed, with a spade, in the wheelbarrow with water, grass clippings, a few rocks and more dirt, then that mud is used to form the walls. We are putting sticks and brush in the walls and plastering them with mud. At the end of this all we are all muddy and hot! We will put a picture up once the house has a better outline (at the moment it is not very clear where the walls are).
Dad being on holiday. While he has already gone back to work that is one of the things that made summer.
Eating outside, every day.
Going to the beach.
That is all that I can think of at the moment, but they are the things that are SUMMER.
Hi Kids, Mama here
You know how we’re reading Dear Mr Henshaw………and you know how Leigh is a bit very rude to him…..and *I* know you won’t be that rude to me…….but I thought it would be a good idea to grab Mr Henshaw’s ideas for things to write about……I hope to see some answers over the next little while (organise between yourselves which questions you will do when – I’m happy to type up the little kids’ answers – make sure you write your own answers before reading what anyone else has written, OK)
…tomorrow…! “But that is today,” thought Captain upon wakening. Quietly he crawled out of the “sail-n-oar” tent, and once out he walked up “The Ledge”, thinking about yesterday; the seals, the shark, the boat, Mark and Philip. By this time he had reached the top of “The Ledge” where he found First Mate sitting on a long flat rock. Captain sat down beside her and said, “What do you think Mum and Dad will say when we get back?”
“I’m not sure,” said First Mate, pausing, then with a grin she finished, “Maybe we should get them to read “We Didn’t Mean To Go To Sea” before they say anything 🙂 .”
Both laughed, but Captain, becoming serious, said, “I guess Mum and Dad will be glad that we are no longer somewhere where they don’t know. But I really should have taken into account that an offshore wind and a strong rip would make getting back to shore difficult, well, impossible really! I don’t think that I will make that mistake ever again.”
“I think that Dad will say “learn from your mistakes”,” said First Mate.
Two hours later IMP, her Captain, Mates, Able Seaman, Boy and Baby were being towed by Mark and Philip’s boat (whose name we later found out was FIREFLY) back to Tiritangi Bay. Arriving at Tiritangi Bay, Mark and Philip anchored FIREFLY and then we all squeezed into IMP and rowed her to shore. We left IMP tied to our anchored buoy up on the beach and walked up across the grass that fringed the sand and up to our own house and knocked on our own front door (that felt strange!!!!). Dad opened the door. He looked so surprised, but I’m not sure whether Dad was more surprised to see *us* or Mark and Philip.
“Come in,” said Dad, ever the gentleman. Mum having heard a noise had come to see what it was and was just as surprised as Dad was, if not more.
We can only say that the conversation that passed for the next while was one of explaining and understanding and also us being told that next time we should be more careful, much more careful.
“So it’s my old school friends,” said Dad to Mark and Philip….And so we are back home and Captain isn’t feeling bad and Mum and Dad aren’t worried any more and …..”It is so good to be home,” we all thought!
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T.B.Completed Next time.
IMP's longest voyage. We went under the foot-bridge, against the tide, floating back up the estuary with the tide. After this J13, J12, K10 jumped off the foot-bridge. Whananaki harbour. Average temp. 24°C. No clouds. Calm.
So much has happened today that we will write a list first so as not to forget anything that happened, then we will write in detail. (We are writing in chronological order).
Here is how the day started:
“Wake up…everybody, wake up shhh!” whispered Second Mate. He was pointing at a group of seals that had flopped down in front of our tent the night before, after swimming around in the water all day. Last night had been very interesting because of the seals. They had got used to us being around them and didn’t pay that much attention to us, so we were able to camp down on the beach, which was quite an experience!
While we were looking at the seals we noticed that they “snored”, well actually they snuffled, but snored sounds better. Finally we exited our tent from the back entrance and walked up “The Ledge” and along to where it dropped straight down a good three meters into deep clear water. We, having tested the depth of water beforehand, knew the water to be about three-four meters deep. In we all jumped. The water was cold and it really woke you up!!! The sun had just risen over “The Ledge” allowing us to see to the bottom, where a school of snapper was swimming….
…Now onto the rowing. Rowing out of “Seals Cove” was difficult, due to the in-coming tide. Once we were out on the open sea it was very calm and visibility was excellent. We dropped our lines over the side and waited for a bite….. Two hours and only one nibble. We were looking over the side watching our hooks when a shadow passed nearby turning on its side, and turning white as it did so. A SHARK! I didn’t think that the Captain and First Mate could row as fast as they did when they saw the shark; that was, until they saw a fin following us. WOW! We flew through the water…but…the fin was gaining on us. And then something very funny happened, though none of us saw anything funny at the time. We, in our fright, had taken a seal’s nose for a fin. How we laughed about it later! (We had seen a shark, though). We had a mind to stay on the water, but one thought of that shark put us all off.
“No use being eaten if it can be avoided,” said Second Mate, shakily.
Sitting on the sand warming up the oldest member of “The Crew” was looking out on the horizon when he thought he saw something. Remembering the whale incident he said nothing, but watched in silence until he could make out the outline of a boat. In a flash he was up and putting fresh bamboo on our small fire. The signal being let off, we watched the boat approach with caution. S-l-o-w-l-y she came closer until we could make out the “number plate” as Ship’s Baby said.
The weather has improved greatly since a few days ago and we have been feasting on another wild boar (well done, Captain and Second Mate!). We have now fully explored the whole Island and have mappped it all, naming it “Headlands”, as has already been mentioned.
There isn’t much to write about, because we haven’t done much, but we will use IMP tomorrow. Hopefully it will be more eventful tomorrow, because it will give us something to do when filling in the “Ship’s Log”. One last thing; we are writing all this at night, because the moon is soooo bright. It must almost be full moon!
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T.B.C.