We live in a little cottage with our great hollow tree outside we also have our two dogs Rose the Husky and Walker the golden retriver. It all started when I was writting underneat the great hollow tree my one hunnderd and ninthy tree siplings playing around me. I always had my best friends in the family Jo and Henry no matter what they where always there for me. Fauther had just told me that we where going to Paris for Christmas to see my grandmother. "Oh Joseph I dont know about it" said mother. "C'mon Charlotte it will be fun imagine it" he said. Dad eventully proswaded her. "Oh I have to chatch up on my french skills" I beemed excitingly. "Oh that Ellen always reading and writting" said Robert. "What are we going to do about her" tessed Noah. I was in my room practissing my french "Bonjor mon nom de vous rencounter" I said hearing Walker bark from my room. "Commet vas-tu aujourd'hui" I said. "Ellen do you want to come down to the farm with me" yelled Daddy. "Sure" I said. Walker followed us down to the farm. Dad milked the cows while I colected the eggs from the chickens. We went to check on the mare Charcoal and her foal dad filled her troft with oaties and filled her water troft. I checked on my buetifull stallion Bronze next to Chestnut. I feed him some oaties out of my hand. We left Walker on the farm on our way back. Mom had got down our suitcases from the attic I packed all my Clothes, teddy bear, blankets, pillows and everthing else. We left the dogs with the maids when we woke up. We arived at the train station we all took our bags from the carige. "Ellen come back here, I have something to give to you" mom said. She pulled out a sunhat from under her seat. The train came around eight o clock in the morning to take us to the ferrie. Mam and I sat opisite next to each other. We put our luggure under out seat. "Thanks again for the hat mom" I said. "Oh no bother darling" she said. We where half way to the ferrie and my mother was hellping me with my french. "Commet puis-je arriver a la tour effile" I asked? "Oh I'm so proud of you Ellen" she squeaked. "Je reste avec ma grand-mere pour Noel" I said. I was reading one of Charles dickens novels "Oliver twist" when the cart lady came around. "Do you want anything dears" she said. "No thanks I'm grand" said mom sipping her tea. "Do you have a bar of butterscotch" I said her handing me the bar. "Thank you" I said before she walked away. There was a picture of Walker with a twick in his mouth. I went into the sleeping cart I pulled on my gauze nightdress the sun was starting to set it was goning to be a long trip.
