Canada, Day 3 (guest writer)
Sunday, June 22nd, 2008This post is being guest written by Gabe, age 7. Here are his thoughts on day three in the great wild north.
Me and Alex got up at 5 o’clock in the morning. By 6 o’clock we had already fed the rabbits, the geese, and given the baby calf her bottle. Then, we made some bunnies do the hula dance. By 8 o’clock we were eating biscuits, sausage, and eggs. We petted lambs and sheep. There was a barn in the back field that had blown over. We needed to take it apart. First we took out some nails that were holding in metal roof plates. Then we walked home. The men stayed and worked.
There is a legend that the two men that lived in the farmhouse before buried their money somewhere in the woods, under the shed, or they hid it in a bucket of paint. Me and my friend Alex searched over half the woods trying to find the money.
By the time we were done with that, we were eating lunch. My dad wanted to eat roasted grasshoppers. Kinda gross. But he didn’t get to do it. By this time it was almost bedtime, so we went in to our tent that we had set up, and went to sleep. One of their three dogs slept with us.