For Your Reading Pleasure

While we sail the ocean blue, I though you might a little travelling entertainment provided by one of Sarah's writing assignments last week:

The Chiastic Structure of Life in the Solomons
By Sarah E. Choate

Once upon a time, in the far away land of the Solomon Islands, there was a family called the Choate family. They had a house in the village and a house in town. They were in town and realized they should go to the village again soon. So, they started to sort and pack. They started to clean house. People invited them over so that they didn’t have to cook much.


The day before they left, the kids’ daddy drove their baggage to the boat, Bikoi, and put it in the roachy hold ‘cause there was nowhere else to put it. Next morning, their SITAG friends drove them to the Bikoi. As the Choates got on the boat, everyone said bye. Then, the Bikoi left and the Choates got wet, salty, filthy, and seasick.


They soon were at Marulaon and as usual, some motor canoes were there to pick them up. When everything was ashore, neighbors carried their things to their house. Then, the Choates began to unpack and scrub. Then they settled in for a long stay in Marulaon.


They had a great time in the village. After 2 months, they got ready to leave. They packed and scrubbed. When it was time to go, neighbors helped load the canoes. Someone drove them out to the Bikoi, and they left Marulaon. On the way to town, they got wet, filthy, and seasick.


Soon, the Bikoi arrived in town. Their SITAG friends welcomed the Choates back and drove them back to SITAG. A few of the men helped carry the boxes to the house. People invited them over so they didn’t have to cook at first. The Choates enjoyed a pre-scrubbed house and finished unpacking. The End