My net-book reflection.

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The Bush

Name:Leroy

As me and my family quickly throw our camping bags in the bout of our truck. We are going to our camping spout that we go to every year

this place is called the BUSH.It takes use about 2 hours to get there.As we drive thought the wet gooey mud you can hear the mud faring we all laugh. Finally we are there so we all help get all of the bags and teants out of the truck.We souted out where everyone was going to sleep then we all helped put up all the teants up.This was my favourite part we went for a bush walk we all put on warm clothes so we don’t get bitten.

We set off for our Bush walk.

As we followed the muddy truck we could hear baggers driving through the mud.There was a stop sign there where workers working I walked up to one of the workers and said”WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO THIS BEAUTIFUL BUSH” all he said was “NO TRESPASSING”.We said this is our camping spot the workers just keep working so we all had to walk all the way back to our tenants I said it is getting dark we should have a sleep we got a new day tomorrow.

That night I think I know what they were doing I think they were making a rarer way track.So I called the police because what they were doing is illegal because annuals live in this bush and they could die.

As I the phone answered I said”there is workers making a train station in a bush help these poor animals the policeman said” well be there right away.

It was about 1.am at night and the workers were still working.The police arrived at the seen the office pulled out his flash light towards the workers he said “you can’t do this pack up all your stuff before i arrest you all.The workers said “OK officer.Then all the workers left and then the officer walked up to me and said “thanks we could have not done it without you”.The next day we enjoyed our time at our camping grounds.     

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