Chapter Six

Time is a funny thing. If you listen to a clock it goes tick tick tick. It doesn't go tick-tick-tick-tick-tick sometimes and t-i-c-k t-i-c-k t-i-c-k other times. And yet the first two days of my adventure holiday went so s-1-o-w-l-y that years and years seemed to go by. But the last two days went whizz­whizz-whizz. You'll never guess which team ended up the over-all winners! We did. The Tigers. Kelly and Giles and Laura and Lesley and Biscuits and me.

We got clapped and cheered by everyone and then Sally and Jake gave us all a prize. We had to put our hands in this big box. I felt something

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. We scrabbled around furry. We all did. h dful and then'

'd 11 o-ot a an . t until we a o ut the box. Six oy we pulled them o . th big eyes and . baby ones, WI . tigers, sand soft paddy-paws. smiley mouth hed and mucked abou~,

We all laug My tiger is a bit kin them roar.

ma g the others. He seems fatter than t· g I've called him stuffed to burs in .

Biscuits. B. cuits should rename The real is He ate fourteen

himself Sausages. t the Camp half sausages a .

and a h half was mine. I Cook-Out. (T e d ·t got a bit • · the grass an i dropped it in . . ldn't bear to dd but Biscuits cou mu t ~t ) He also ate two burgers a_nhd was e . . . s washed down wit five chicken wing 'M fnend Biscuits three cans of cola. y h

Me a-Superior Stomac . has a g d loud voice too. We He's got a goo ·t·

G. t Roar competi ion all had a ian

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between the Lions, the Tigers, the Panthers and the Cheetahs.

'Right, us Tigers, let's hear you_ ROAR!' Giles yelled, conducting us.

He roared until he was red in the face, but he'd been shouting so much bossing us about that he didn't have much voice left. Laura and Lesley had high voices that weren't loud enough. I wasn't much use either. I tried and tried, but my roars came out small and squeaky. Kelly did much better. She was squashed up beside me and when she opened her mouth and let rip I had to put my hands over my ears. But Biscuits did better. He threw back his head and bellowed from the pit of his magnificent stomach.

We won the Giant Roar competition too. I'm SO glad I'm a Tiger and not a Lion or a Panther or a Cheetah.

Giles and Biscuits and I stayed awake ever so late, swapping jokes and acting daft. Jake had to come and tell us off three times. But he didn't

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get really cross. I do like Jake. I do like

Biscuits. I even almost liked Giles that last

night. And when we were quiet at

last and snuggled up to go to sleep it

didn't matter that I didn't have

Walter Bear. I had little Biscuits Tiger

to cuddle instead.

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