May camping trip

Letter to Pops about camping trip 19th May 2009

Dear Pops

I love you. I love you (written by Kougra the second time around)

We went camping last week.

We played with a ball and a Frisbee and a hula hoop and I showed my mum and dad how to do heel kicking and hula hooping with the hula hoop around your waist.
I was in charge of the pegs when we put up our tent.
My favourite things about camping were doing a "butcher ball race" you run up a steep hill and someone kicks the ball from the top of the hill down to the bottom, while the kid races down the hill and tries to get to the bottom before the ball.
The first night a mother possum and a baby possum came and ate the leftovers from my bowl of "Son of a gun stew".
We got to pat them and the baby possum would snatch the bread from my hands and would run up the tree.
Then a fierce possum came and tried to attack the baby possum.
I gave it a name, its name was Poss.
Even when the mother possum was eating the bread she would still let us pat her.
When they finished the food they went away and we had dessert, toasted marshmallows by the fire!!
Then we went into our tent and told bedtime stories and went to sleep.

Love from all of us.

Kougra (signed in her own writing)