Friday, January 5, 2007
The Trip To The River
I was in Virginia with my cousins playing around when the grownups announced that we were going to the river. I didn't want to go but the grownups persuaded me. We started to walk down to the river. I soon learned that this was going to be really fun. Once we got there we had a little snack. Then we tried to find a way across the river. Finally my cousin Logan and I found a way across on some rocks. We went across them. I was the second to last one. My cousin was the last one. Right before I jumped to the bank, my cousin accidentally pushed me. I fell into the stream. I was soaked to the bone. We kept on going. After awhile my pants dried off. Then we found a patch of bamboo. We broke ten pieces of the patch, cut off the leaves and went home. Then we set up a pole vaulting contest. Then we threw and caught spears. After a few more days, I went home.
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