bums.
9.
I eat a lot of cookies and my stomach feels a little sick. I turn and look back at the island. The sand has moved away. There are little waves that are pushing us and the wind is still in the air. The canoe is floating. I need Momma’s paddle to make us go really fast back to the island.
“Canoe ride all done, Stick.”
“Yep.”
I want to get back to the island to be with Momma and then Daddy comes back. I look for the paddle that is Momma’s that she was using in the back to make Js to keep the canoe straight. It is a golden paddle with leather on the handle to make it soft for her hands. There is a guy that looks like an eagle on the flat part that goes in the water and she says that it is made to be like an otter’s tail because they are really good at pushing water and swimming. Momma’s paddle makes our canoe swim straight.
Daddy’s paddle is tall like him and Momma told him how to do it. It has a really really long tail and is more like yellow. Stick and I have dinky paddles that are the same even though I am the oldest and soon I will get a bigger paddle that this man with a funny name made. Kettlewell. Everyone will be so proud that I am so big and can make the canoe go fast. I look and there are no paddles in the canoe. I forgot. They are on the island with Momma and I want to see her. I did what she said and Stick and I have been for a canoe ride so now I will go back and see her and Daddy will be there too. And get life jackets because I forgot. We can all get in the canoe with the life jackets and paddles and Coleman and we can go home. My bum is wet and I’ve had enough camping now so home is better. I remember my bed, which is my favorite place and I can’t wait to get inside and I reach over to get Gwen and she is floating but her hair is wet. She is heavier than she normally is. I feel sad because I don’t like Gwen to change and the sniff is not the same. I give Sticky one more cookie and tell him that his stomach will feel kind of sick too but he doesn’t listen. He takes a cookie in his other hand and starts to nibble. I put the lid back on the cookie tin and put it down so it can float around wherever it wants.
I will have to paddle with my hands to get the paddles to paddle and it’s funny. I tell Stick to stay in the middle of the canoe.
“Okey.”
I wiggle up to the pointy front of the canoe that is Daddy’s seat and put my chest on it like my momma showed. There is air blowing that is pushing my hair back and mostly my hair hangs down the front with bangs and a little bit sometimes in my eyes. Momma cuts it with special scissors that Daddy can’t use to cut Stick’s noodles because they are only for bangs. Now my bangs is pushed back by wind and I feel them go to the side not like Jessica’s bangs at my school who has pigtails. I want my hair not like that but like Jessica’s with shiny bangs so I put my hand to push it forward and it blows back. Jessica’s hang forward and shiny because her mom puts hot air on them and a brush that is a circle and it pulls shinies into bangs with a spray that is not like water. It makes my tongue feel like a sour key candy and when it went in my mouth my tongue wanted to get up and crawl away. I put my hand in my bangs again and now they are wet with water and only half hanging. Not like Jessica’s. At all.
I lean in and use both hands to make cups. The water feels nice. My hands look white in the water. White and wiggling and the small chopper waves lick at them. Yum. And I pull once and look up and the sand is closer now and it is working to paddle with my hands not a paddle.
I will fix the paddle before Daddy comes back and I can give it to him and it’s just like when he came to the cottage. I lean forward and stick my hands in and pull pull pull lots of times. The water is floating by the canoe so I think it is swimming forward and I pull more and my hair gets pushed back a little from my forehead but the girls with the
9.
I eat a lot of cookies and my stomach feels a little sick. I turn and look back at the island. The sand has moved away. There are little waves that are pushing us and the wind is still in the air. The canoe is floating. I need Momma’s paddle to make us go really fast back to the island.
“Canoe ride all done, Stick.”
“Yep.”
I want to get back to the island to be with Momma and then Daddy comes back. I look for the paddle that is Momma’s that she was using in the back to make Js to keep the canoe straight. It is a golden paddle with leather on the handle to make it soft for her hands. There is a guy that looks like an eagle on the flat part that goes in the water and she says that it is made to be like an otter’s tail because they are really good at pushing water and swimming. Momma’s paddle makes our canoe swim straight.
Daddy’s paddle is tall like him and Momma told him how to do it. It has a really really long tail and is more like yellow. Stick and I have dinky paddles that are the same even though I am the oldest and soon I will get a bigger paddle that this man with a funny name made. Kettlewell. Everyone will be so proud that I am so big and can make the canoe go fast. I look and there are no paddles in the canoe. I forgot. They are on the island with Momma and I want to see her. I did what she said and Stick and I have been for a canoe ride so now I will go back and see her and Daddy will be there too. And get life jackets because I forgot. We can all get in the canoe with the life jackets and paddles and Coleman and we can go home. My bum is wet and I’ve had enough camping now so home is better. I remember my bed, which is my favorite place and I can’t wait to get inside and I reach over to get Gwen and she is floating but her hair is wet. She is heavier than she normally is. I feel sad because I don’t like Gwen to change and the sniff is not the same. I give Sticky one more cookie and tell him that his stomach will feel kind of sick too but he doesn’t listen. He takes a cookie in his other hand and starts to nibble. I put the lid back on the cookie tin and put it down so it can float around wherever it wants.
I will have to paddle with my hands to get the paddles to paddle and it’s funny. I tell Stick to stay in the middle of the canoe.
“Okey.”
I wiggle up to the pointy front of the canoe that is Daddy’s seat and put my chest on it like my momma showed. There is air blowing that is pushing my hair back and mostly my hair hangs down the front with bangs and a little bit sometimes in my eyes. Momma cuts it with special scissors that Daddy can’t use to cut Stick’s noodles because they are only for bangs. Now my bangs is pushed back by wind and I feel them go to the side not like Jessica’s bangs at my school who has pigtails. I want my hair not like that but like Jessica’s with shiny bangs so I put my hand to push it forward and it blows back. Jessica’s hang forward and shiny because her mom puts hot air on them and a brush that is a circle and it pulls shinies into bangs with a spray that is not like water. It makes my tongue feel like a sour key candy and when it went in my mouth my tongue wanted to get up and crawl away. I put my hand in my bangs again and now they are wet with water and only half hanging. Not like Jessica’s. At all.
I lean in and use both hands to make cups. The water feels nice. My hands look white in the water. White and wiggling and the small chopper waves lick at them. Yum. And I pull once and look up and the sand is closer now and it is working to paddle with my hands not a paddle.
I will fix the paddle before Daddy comes back and I can give it to him and it’s just like when he came to the cottage. I lean forward and stick my hands in and pull pull pull lots of times. The water is floating by the canoe so I think it is swimming forward and I pull more and my hair gets pushed back a little from my forehead but the girls with the
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