My holiday
Was poppa and my's drift wood hunt successful?Well,here is the story that should explain it all.
It was a warm day at the beach in Whanganui. Poppa and I had decided to drive to the beach and search for driftwood for poppa to polish and sell.
We were looking around,and I decided to come back, closer to poppa. But almost immediately the damp wood he was standing on collapsed beneath him and he fell on his back. I helped him up, and, luckily he only grazed his elbow. It had some dark red blood coming out, but nothing too serious. We found one stick,yes, one stick he could sell as a walking stick.
The warm wind was covering us in sea spray.
The second beach was covered in more sticks,
but still no luck. After that we decided to called it a day.
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