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23 Aug - 21:53
Praise God for this day... nice warm weather

20 Aug - 23:10
NP sweet mumkin. Your company is lovely. I apologize again for late respons!

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Hewwo Sorry about VERY late reply, but thankyou for these quotes

I shall contribute. Can't remember who wrote this...

"Your religion should be less of a theory, and more of a love affair."

15 Aug - 17:43
“Success is nothing more than a few simple disciplines, practiced every day.”
― Jim Rohn

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“Don't ever give up.
Don't ever give in.
Don't ever stop trying.
Don't ever sell out.
And if you find yourself succumbing to one of the above for a brief moment,
pick yourself up, brush yourself off, whisper a prayer, and start where you left off.
But never, ever, ever give up.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich

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“Fall seven times, stand up eight.” – Japanese Proverb

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24 - The Squeewee Chronicles - A Life on the Waves
Finn C. M. Beauchamp
Tue 13 Jan 15
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Dreams. Dreams of waves. Dreams of boats in the sun. Dreams of blowing breezes. These were the dreams that filled the mind of Squeewee at 7:00 AM, 12th January.

His eyes slowly opened four hours later. "Boooaat..." he gently hissed. He grabbed his laptop, and brought up the online ASDA store.

He looked for an hour. Squiglet woke up to the sound of hissing and clicking, and looked over to Squeewee getting enraged over something.

"Morning, Shqueewee. Whatsh up?"

"ASHDA! They caww themshelvesh a shupermarket, but they don't have any real, shqueebrew boatsh!"

"Try ShqueeBay."


"Okay, Shqueewee, I'm off to get a fried beetroot shandwish for breakfasht, shee you shoon."

Shqueewee tapped away, watch listing almost everything. Then, he wiggled his little tootsies(his words) with excitement. A 4-foot, Squeebrew-sized Snapdragon 747, sold by somebody named "Dereketta".

It was 200 pounds. He pressed "Buy it soon", then cancelled it and pressed "Buy it now". It was free postage! But, he had to make a small journey. Only to Hafnarfjördur, Iceland.

Time to book another plane, I guess. He booked a plane to Keflavik Airport, Reykjavik. "SHQUIGTYET!" he yelled, frightening poor little Squiglet with a mouthful of beetroot omelette. Again, that speech/eat ability came in handy again.

He came running. "Yesh, Shqueewee?"

"How would you yike a trip to Isheyand?"

"Isheyand? My parents yive in Isheyand! But itsh winter..." Squiglet looked down at his toes.

"I'ww buy you a shweater."

Squiglet looked up, his eyes filled with dazzled wonder. "I've... aways... wantedh... a shweater..."

"In that cashe, we'ww go there. Get on our new boath. Shaiw here, then get ready for the conshert!"

"New... boat? Conshert? SHAIYING?" and with that, Squiglet fainted.

"Fine, we'ww shtay a few daysh."

"Fyuw.." said Squiglet, slowly recovering from his first-ever faint. So, they booked tickets for the 13th, and packed.

Iceland. Undiscovered territory for these little heroes.

What will they DO?


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