This is a story about a 14-year-old moody teenager named Sally and her bratty little sister Olivia, a ten year old Katy Perry. She lacks common sense and her only talent is singing, but there is only one problem with that, she does it non-stop. There is only one other thing, sport, she can play any game any time, she is fast and strong and everybody wants her on their team when it comes to the sporty side. Then there is her sister Sally who has a lot of friends and everybody loves her. She is hardly ever home though because she’s always at a birthday party, or just at a friend’s place. That makes it hard for Olivia to spend any time with her,
When they are both home they do have a little secret, they both love their bush, but none of their friends know, and they don’t want to tell them, because they are afraid they will tease them or just stop hanging with them. They would hate swimming with the eels, or just having a picnic out in the bush.
Today the reason to go out there is to, escape the dreaded small and miserable house. They live down in a deep valley among the birds and tall shady kauri’s trees and flax, lots of flax. Then there is a creek, a dark and murky but enjoyable creek with lots of current. Then an electric fence, that is where their problem starts, the one reason they have it, is because they have friendly well-fed cows that they love with most of their heart. There life is pretty much perfect, minus the run down house, the electric fence and Olivia’s all right singing, so almost perfect.
When they begin their walk it is always the same way, out the door, over the gate and lastly through the electric fence and there is the creek. The bank can be very high and steep and sometimes very low and that is, where they go swimming. However, when they get to the electric fence trouble strikes a lose wire and angry people.
The old gate creaks and groans as old deforming brown, broken and beastly flax leaves lie unwanted abandoned and untouched over the fence line. Kauri gum stands proudly waiting to be polished and used for value, it was just the way they remembered it although it had only been a week and two days.
The crisp fresh morning grass tickled their legs as wet dew oozed out of the trees and onto their messy damp hair as spider webs glistened in the sunrise. They were up bright and early so none of their school mates saw them leave into to the dirty garbage pile.
Then they got to the electric fence. The only non-electric wires wrap round Sally’s legs like snakes looking for prey. The electric wires that are closer than usual to her legs, dangle helplessly above, inches away from Sally’s leg, then she realises she has gone through, the wrong hole. The wrong two wires. She knows if she gets shocked, she will scream and all her school friends will hear her and know her secret. What will she do risk fame or go shocked. I don’t think she has a choice.A blood curling-deafening scream echoes through the bush as the water ripples and eels slither to the surface unknown of the situation
Olivia tries to comfort her but it is too late. The whole neighbourhood is awake and not happy; people are yelling and shouting as it is drowned by the erupting baby cries. Now Sally has stopped, as everybody else makes a bigger argument, yelling at each other trying to figure out who it was. Sally gets frightened not about that they are now two inches away from a two metre vertical drop down, no, because Sally’s afraid that her friends might recognise her scream and treat her differently.
They sit on the edge of the bank as people scream and slam doors, mostly because they are late for work.
Then the ground beneath Olivia shatters into a million pieces as Sally reaches for her hand, she misses and Olivia screams louder than Sally. Her legs break the water with her body following close behind, the current water swallows her head, and there is no sign of her. Sally is about to jump in as her head emerges coughing ad choking sally asked if she was almost all right she put her thumb up that is the only thing she can do at this stage her face is bright red as she can speak again. Sally’s heart is nearly beating out of her chest
as she looks at the drop and then Olivia and then back at the drop, thinking to herself how she is going to get up there.
Then something catches Sally’s eye, as she wakes closer and then realises an old fisherman’s knife. Then she picks it up. Looks at it, and realises, she can use this.
Dirt crumbles and falls into Olivia’s bright red shocked face, then Sally turns around, sees it, five huge old colossal mighty flax plants, and thinks for a minute Flax plants and a knife, then she has an idea. She tells Olivia and she comments anything that works
She starts cutting flax with the golden with rust but still sharp knife and laying it out in line. Once she has three metres of it. Sally ties them together as she cuts more to make it double layered so that is strong and will hold Olivia.
Meanwhile Olivia floats comfortably on the current as here hand grippes a root, but there is only one thing she has not realised, the root is slipping out of the bank.
The root is slipping majorly as the flax is almost done, just a couple more flax leaves. Then the knife slips out of her hand, down the bank and into the water making it impossible to cut the flax, it is just going to haft to do.
She tosses it down, it is too short, Oliva has got to make a leap of faith, that I don’t think she has a chose about, because the root is almost gone. One leap one life all eyes on Olivia. She jumps and grasps it with the tip of her strong fingers. Her other hand grips the flax as Sally pulls like high winds tugging everything her face turns crimson as her legs are locked strongly in place. Olivia’s hand grasps the bank she pulls and pushes herself up. The dirt underneath her hands starts to crack and Sally catches her this time and yanks her up onto what is left of the bank and they walk home laughing as there mum said “you missed lunch and why are you drenched Olivia”.