A secret Place

A secret Place

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  • Title Page
  • A Secret Place Victor Kelleher
  • By Mackenzie Brown- 703
  • Main Character: The Diarist/ the boy.
  • Ms Melhuish
  • The Crash
  • A Plane Overhead 
  • Collecting Food 
  • "We have come down close to the river,in a wide valley." "Dad may be badly hurt." "When I dragged him out of his seat he groaned without opening his eyes." "He's still unconscious, hours later and his right leg looks as though it"s broken."  "I don't remember much about the crash. just the tree tops rushing past and Dad telling me to hold on.  I seem to be alright. I have been outside for a look around , but there's nothing to see.
  • Making The Raft
  •         Mozzies by the hundred, and Dad restless or groaning most of the night. The first-aid booklet says I have to make him a drink. Took the empty water container down to the river. I'd just filled the container when I heard something swish through the undergrowth and plop into the water. I didn't wait to find out.  Later: A plane flew directly overhead just before dark. I hurried as fast as I could ,  but it had already passed by the time I splashed out into the river.
  • The Rescue
  •  I woke up in the night and Dad's breathing was back to normal. when he wakes up he"ll need food. we both will.  The entire morning, and nothing to show for it. I tramped for ages along the riverbank, and all I saw were some dry pod things and a few greenish- looking fruit that smelt revolting when I broke them open.  Yet there are birds everywhere. All those animals have to eat something. 
  • I dug a hole,emptied the drums into that, and piled earth back on top. Roping four empty drums wasn't as easy as it sounds. I didn't finish till quite late, so I haven't tested it yet.That may be just as well, because when I clambered out along the tree to start fishing,I saw the crocodile. It looked like a series of dark humps on the surface of the water. The eyes gave it away yellowish stones glinting.
  • I was helping Dad down to the raft when we heard it. the clack-clack-clack of a helicopter. The men who were lowered through the canopy stood staring in amazement.   Our clothes blood stained and filthy, our arms and faces smeared with layers of dry mud. "If you ask me," one of them said with a grin, "it's about time you two returned to the future."  
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