Mr 11 is going on camp today to the Grampians, the same camp I went to for my grade six camp – thirty years ago! Mr 11 wanted to know what the food was like – I can’t remember but I’m sure it will have changed!
I found the story that I had written about camp – compulsory grade six unit. I remember using my set of 72 Derwent pencils to illustrate it – my story was so special it was 72-Derwent-pencil-set worthy.
Mr 11 thought it was hilarious.
“You said fluffy white clouds twice, Mum! Who talks about fluffy white clouds?”
Clearly, he didn’t know I was an Anne of Green Gables kind of girl. And obviously, there was a lot of Enid Blyton-children-off-on-adventures influence going on as well. Perhaps some Mary Grant Bruce Australian country description as well.
I love my use of adverbs – merrily, cheekily, excitedly.
My adjectives are diverse – endless, numberless, colourful, unblinking, luminous.
I have dared Mr 11 to write a description of the Grampians more poetic than mine – ‘It was a lovely day for a long walk. Almost luminous clouds were silhouetted sharply against the blue sky. A lake shone mistily in the distance.’ Or perhaps this description of the Pinnacle – ‘A lake sparkled in the distance. Fluffy white clouds drifted lazily in the clear blue sky, overshadowing mountains. Trees were dotted over the paddocks and fields. Glimpses of rooftops could be seen among the trees.’
I had it all jam-packed together – alliteration, adjectives, adverbs, qualifiers!
I wish I could tell my eleven-year-old self to write in the active tense, not the passive tense. And I also wish I could tell her that she’d still be writing thirty years later – just not so many descriptions of sparkling, misty lakes or fluffy white clouds.