I suddenly fell
on the floor. Land a’hoy shouted one of the men. Mr Cook’s men shouted;
land, land, I went sprinting to the stern of the boat.
“Get a rowing boat, we will go straight to the island.’ I shouted. As the boat
was being cautiously lowered, I could not help but be shocked by the clarity of the shimmering
tur turquoise water beneath the boat.
tur turquoise water beneath the boat.
As my
men rowed excitedly towards this beautiful, enchanted island, I knew we would
claim this land for the Empire and we would call it; New South Wales.
Suddenly one of the men heard a noise
coming from behind the enormous sand embankment. There were some strange men stomping over the hill, they came really close then started throwing
stones at us. I gra grabbed my shotgun and accurately fired just above their heads
which scared them away, for now…
B By Oscar Curtis
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