Chapter 11

Back at the west shore

Well hello again, I am now 10 years old and I was pleased to read the massage sent that my older brother had been found. I still wonder how Tiare and Tim well make it here. I know that each part of the shores is separated by mountains. I must write her a massage back. I feel so alone at the moment. I was sitting under the coconut trees thinking these thoughts, when something bad happened. Something bad in the air I could feel it, like foul was passing. The food started to go off and had to be all thrown away, the coconuts fell off the trees that now was unfit to eat. The villagers were running round in panic worrying about food.

Then the guiding hand came to the rescue and got every available adult to fish regardless of skills they had and got them all fishing. Some of the villagers I noticed who had no farming skills started to complain to the totems which I thought was really funny. I also noticed that they hid behind the totems when they complained so that the guiding hand would not see them. I was so busy laughing at some of the villagers ways of trying to hide from the guiding hand, I did not noticed until I felt the hand get me and I give out an explanation. Then I saw a rare mushroom and I picked it and took it to the food bin. I celebrated finding the mushroom by doing a little dance. This brought the food back up to 35. I was so hungry that the mushroom was shared amongst us kids.

It was many days the villagers had to ration out the food until there was enough gathered into the food bin. The guiding hand with insistence and had to have patients of a saint, managed to train all the tribe and even the lazy ones managed to learn and became trainee farmers. As most of the villagers had weakened and it would be a while before there was enough food to get them fully restored, the guiding had thought it was time to get some of the villagers to prepare a stew and got one of the villagers to pick the right herbs that would restore them.

Soon the stew was made and the guiding hand got the most weakened villagers to eat the stew starting with the children and then the adults. I felt much, much better after I had the stew and felt I could run for miles.

Later it was time for one of the villagers to ring the gong of wonder and the guiding hand choose one of the elder villagers and he rang the gong. The villagers came running to observe the gong of wonder all hoping that it would grant them food and the gong granted them…

To be continued