I see fish swim as the birds fly with me to the end of the beach.

I taste the salt water fish as I eat because I am starving.

I hear booming waves and branches swaying violently as I fly across the bay.

I smell dead fish in a small fishing boat nearby as I land on my nest.

I feel the smooth sand on my feet as I waddle across the beach

William

I see ducks, foxes, emus, and geckoes all looking after their babies as I look after my own.

I smell salty, pureed fish from my mum’s mouth in Lake Eyre as I swim for more.

I taste rotten fish from the colossal creels that have been there forever.

I hear other pelicans laughing with satisfaction as they have eaten too many fish.

I feel my furry feathers on myself on myself as I sit in my nest.

Aya

I see fish swimming through the flowing river and the current washing them away. 

I feel the soft crumbling sand beneath my feet as the trees rustle in the wind.

I hear the other pelicans squawking as I slowly lift my feet off the ground and start to fly. 

I taste the salty water of Lake Eyre and catch the fish swimming through it.

I smell the fresh air from the trees and then I join the other pelicans.

By Amelia