Day 2 Diary

When we awake we sit around the newly lit fire and eat a small amount of our butter-sugar mix. We then have a small group meeting.

We decide will will look for other groups as the bigger the group the less the work.

We take our knife to mark the trees as we go-a brilliant plan of Skipper Bob's.
We walk for what seems like days.
"We're not getting anywhere," Ms Candy complains.
"Yeah,' I agree.
"We should turn back," Ms Candy says-complaining again.
Skipper Bob is crouching on the ground a few metres away from us. Suddenly she stands and turns around.
"Look what I found!"She calls. Ms Candy takes a wild stab in the dark for the answer.
"Ummmm a curly brown plant...?" She guesses .
"No its a monkey tail!" Skipper Bob explains.
"Ewww yuck where are the monkeys?" Ms Candy screams.
"No, No, No, Skipper Bob says. Its a plant that you can eat. They're only called monkeys tails because that's what they look like. Anyway I think I just found our dinner!"
We return to camp then cook and eat our monkey-tails. The taste was bitter but rather satisfying in our empty stomach's.
I fell myself drifting off into sleep so I numbly walk of to bed.
"NO KITTY KAT!" Ms Candy calls.

"WE HAVE MORE WORK TO DO!!!"
I slowly walk back to the camp site and help the others dig a hole to make a water collector. Skipper Bob chucks a bunch of leaves into the pit. I help Ms Candy put rocks around our emergency blanket which is over the pit.

We add one last big rock to the center then walk over to our packs.

We pull out our lunch box and empty the rice from its bag to the lunchbox. We then take the bag that the rice was in over to the pit and put in in the bottom directly under the large stone. We walk over to the hut and lie down. As soon as my head hits the ground I'm asleep.

End of Day 2 Diary