A Trip To Australia

Trip to Sydney Australia, along with My Mum, Ara Brothers, Sione, Tyler, Jack, and my Nana, Metua. 

We were at a beach for about 4 hours, as we were packing up our stuff to leave, mum realised something was missing. She then realised her purse wasn’t beside her tattooed ankle. My brothers and I didn’t know if it had been stolen or sitting melting like ice cream in the heated car, but mum said “I brought it, i know i brought it out”. So we started our outrages hunt. Well we were hunting i realised Nena disappeared but i didn’t know whether to look for the purse that had our passports, or look for Nena. Suddenly I realised she said she was going to the bathroom, so I continued with the search. Mum said “whoever finds my purse gets a prize”. As soon as my brothers and I heard that we went from and outrages search to a OUTRAGES! search.

Mum, sure felt the urge of tears. As my brother, Tyley was searching and searching he couldn’t find anything, not a single clue, then suddenly mum dropped to her knees, my brother’s and I thought she had found her wallet, and at the same time we thought she was crying, but we analysed her face, and she was laughing at nothing at all, knowing deep down she was stressed.

My brothers wouldn’t stop throwing and lifting things. Digging up the boiling hot sand, with their bare hands, pushing and shoving each other into one another making a fool out of themselves. Mum couldn’t be bothered stopping them. Having to worry about one thing is easy, but when worrying about 4 boys who act like monkeys then you just don’t bother. 

As the search continued for what felt like a century, mum almost got to the point where she almost gave up. As the sun was falling behind ocean waves, mum said to us, “Just forget it, i don’t wanna spend another hour looking for it”.  Suddenly I heard a indistinctive voice, along with the voice emerged a lady that looked to be well over her 50’s, with black-ish blonde-ish hair, wrinkled face, and flowered dress, with black slippers. That lady happened to have my mom's purse with a brown melted ice cream dripping, and that lady also happens to be my nena. The whole time my brothers and I were searching, my nena had the purse the whole, even when she went to the bathroom. Mum was happy, and relieved that her purse was in safe hands. Since mum couldn’t give the prize to anyone, mum thought it would be fair to split the prize and buy all of us a delicious caramel chocolate ice cream.