A Bush Day (by Tom)

On Tuesday I went for a bush trip with the Grade 3/4 class at Warburton (all 11 of us)! We went to a place called Ngulpirr Ngulpirr (a rock hole) or Kampurarrpa (bush tomato or yellow berries). Three old ladies showed us around and one of them was born right there back in the 1940s. There are piles of rocks that you can roll together to make more kampurarrpa grow after rain. It is a Seven Sisters dreaming (tjukurrpa) place. The ladies also found witchetty grubs but I didn't feel like tasting one. So I had a sausage instead. I was in the car with the ladies and I asked how you catch goannas. So they stopped to show me how to dig them out with a crowbar. I don't think they realised I just wanted one for a pet (they are really a bush food) so maybe it's just as well they didn't get one after all. My teacher Mr Gary teased me for holding everyone up. Poor James had to stay at school with the 1/2 class and was pretty glad when we finally turned up an hour after school had finished. Miss Jo, the principal, took good care of him in the office until we got there. Here are some photos from our trip:

And just in case you're feeling sorry for James, his class at Blackstone School (where we'll be next week) is having a party on Tuesday. But here is a photo of him in the meantime:

P.S. We went to Warakurna School yesterday and the kids there call me 'Tom Tom'! They also put James in the 3/4 class with me but I have to say he managed pretty well.