Hi, it is Katrina here.
I am sitting on a deck under a sun shade looking out over a beautiful valley towards the distant harbour. It is a lovely sunny day, the sunlight turning the trees into many shades of green, the blue sky reflected making the harbour blue as well, and there is a bird singing in the branches above me. A big white cat sitting in my lap.
Where am I? I am now in New Zealand. I am at Mike and Shanti’s house on their deck looking out towards the harbour, the Manukau Harbour, I think Mike called it. I am sitting on their deck, a wooden platform built at the back of their house overlooking the swimming pool below. The kids are down there with Greeshma, Lizamoa’s mother-law and Mary, Shanti’s mother. They are having fun in the pool with the kids. I can hear the splashing of them and their laughing.
The cat is Mike and Shanti’s. They call him Princess which is a girl’s name, even if he is a boy. I don’t usually like cats, but for some reason, this one likes me and he will not leave me alone. Whenever I sit down he is there wanting to sit on my lap. Last night he sneaked into my room and when I woke up this morning he was laying on my bed beside me sleeping to my shoulder. Mike said he is just a boy and boys like sexy girls to sleep with.
So Joseph and Mike told me this morning. This letter is my job to tell. It seems that my writing is almost as quick as Shanti is. The other girls are busy on their stories but Mike didn’t put it like that, he said Shanti is busy but Amita and Hansini are still in disgrace. So that only left me.
But my question back to you Mike is – What about all you guys? Why do we girls have to do the writing while you guys just sat there talking and drinking of the beer?