老鼠记者 · 1 Lost Treasure of the Emerald Eye

14-EMERALD-GREEN

EMERALD-GREEN Deep green water, green plants, green grass, green trees. TREASURE ISLAND would be the perfect place for a Saint Patrat's Day party! The whole place looked like nature had colored it with a magical green paintbrush. We dragged the TRUNK onto the beach and began to explore the island. We worked hard to cut a path through the thick plants and shrubs. We struggled over gigantic rocks covered in slippery moss. Then we tried following a line of leafy green palm trees. It was tough going. We had been hiking for about ten minutes when we heard a noise. It sounded like running water. No, not just plain old

running water like when you fill up the bathtub. This was LOUD running water. We turned the corner and there it was... a wonderful, beautiful waterfall! It rushed down from the top of a cliff into a lake of crystal-clear water. On the other side of the waterfall stood a tree so tall even the clouds had to step aside to make room for it.

Its enormous ROOTS clung to the ROCKS like a cat with a tuna sandwich. The island was THICK with fruit-bearing trees. Bananas, mangoes, and papayas hung over our heads. For a minute, I felt like I was strolling through the supermarket. I picked some fruit and took it back to my friends. Benjamin shrieked with joy as he hurled himself onto a big slice of papaya.

"Gerry has brought us lunch!" shouted Thea, jumping out of the water. "Hooray! Way to go, Geronimouse. I'm starved!" squeaked Trap. "Geronimouse? Geronimouse? How many times do I have to say it? If I've told you once I've told you a hundred times my name is... "GE-RO-NI-MO!" Why, why, oh, why do I always have to repeat it?

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