Camping

by Nova aged 9

I wake up in our tent
I feel warm and cosy
Indie is crunching her cereal
I get out of bed for a nosey

After breakfast I put my togs on
I hear the river rushing
I hop in and it is cold
I hear all the kids fussing

We swam all day and now it is night
I have dinner
It is windy and the tent is flapping
We play board games and I am the winner

I am in my sleeping bag
I hear the penguins cooing
Grownups are laughing and joking
Tomorrow I know what I will be doing

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