Saturday, Feb. 16th
Afternoon
I had come by a lovely Y shaped stick. I toke it and began making my frist addtempted in the Art of Hoopak Making. I was doing well, It made the scary sound of a Hoopak. It was the right shape and size for me. I was so overjoyed at this I began to skip around in cricles. I ran to my older Brother Tyi.
I showed this to him. I explained in detail where I got the stick, why I got it and what I plan todo with it. Tyi, the evil one, looked at me funny. He was also playing golf in the yard. He leaned on his golf club and look at me and said. "Your not serious are you? Your to tall to be a kender, and that Hoopak of yours...is now mine." He toke it from me and ran with it. I was screaming and chasing him I got it back and with a quick whack and then a snap. My hoopak was broken.
Yes, it was broken. I became teary eyed, my Hoopak now was an upside down L shape. I looked up at him "YOU BROKE MY HOOPAK!" he smiled and walked away. H said he was a goblin, goblins love to break things, kender things. I then walked back into the woods to try again....
