Y'all come on over. Ya hear me?

         So catch this- last week, we had ELEVEN people at our house!!! So it was pretty noisy. My Dad's brother from the mainland came with his family. They have three kids- a 6 year old, a three year old and a 3 month year old, who is super cute! My Dad's other brother came to the house, too, but his family came later this weekend, and then they stayed at a hotel.

       We had a looooot of food this week. I feel like I put some weight on, maybe like 3 or 4......... Anyway, we went to I believe a total of four buffets this week, and we ate out a lot. I have to go to the gym!

 
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Go Avengers! Go go AVENGERS!

       So for the past two weeks, my brothers and I have been involved in a Volleyball camp, run by Mrs. Tara Qalo. Thing 1 is a group leader, while Thing 3 and I are in the camp. During the camp, we practice our bumping, setting(also called volleying), setting, and playing games as a team. Last Friday, we started playing games. There were the Spartans, the Thunderbolts, the Mustangs/Tigers, and my team, the AVENGERS! Although I am still not sure what we are avenging.......... Our practice was awesome! All of next week's practices are going to be tournaments. 
       Some kids need more practice, but hey, we all need some more practice. Like my revised quote says "Practice= greatness(instead of perfect)." I changed the quote because it was a false statement. No one on earth is perfect; only God is.
       So back on discussion, our practice is early in the morning, which is a blessing, because it is very breezy and cool. I mastered my underhand serving, but I have almost gotten my overhand serves down. I have the height, I just need the length for my volleyballs to go over the net. I have gotten the ball two times over, though. Woo Hoo!
       Volleyball is my favorite sport. I guess it is just from playing for a long time, but I love playing
volleyball. Thank you God for helping me increase my volleyball skills!

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Shark's Cove

       From this post on, I am going to use Uncle John's Bathroom Reader's idea of putting a random fact at the end of every page. Instead of at every page, it is going to be after every post. This is just to help you have non-useless information in your brain. This was proven by my younger brother, who can tells us the most random facts.

       Okay, now on to the real post. Last Tuesday, Mom, Micah, Aidan and I went to Shark's cove with our homeschool co-op.  Now for someone who has not  been to Shark's cove, I will give you some info:

• Location: North Shore, Hawaii
• Correct name: Pupukea Beach Park
• There are no sharks. I PROMISE! This beach is called Shark's cove because the rocks, are sharp and spiky, like shark's teeth
• Bring reef walkers if you want to go there because, and as I said the rocks are sharp and going barefoot HURTS! 
• There are tide pools on the right side of the beach
• The water is deep, about 20 feet at the deepest

The water was remarkably clear and was at an extremely low tide. After a couple jumps from the rocks and into the water, I was not that scared of the water as I usually am. Because most of the time I snorkel, I have to be with someone, and I have to be holding someone's hand the whole time…because I become afraid that there’s a shark underneath ready to chew on my body. Later in the afternoon, my Mom and I went snorkeling,  and I did not have to be close to her or hold her hand. I dove  down considerably deep, and for the first time, I was not afraid. I also know that God helped me with a lot with calming my fears! The fish were beautiful, and I saw a rock fish (scary!), a humuhumunukunukuapua'a (our state fish), and this beautiful fish that was all black with orange spots(if anyone knows the name of this fish, please comment, because I do not know it). Overall, my time at Shark's cove was incredible! We try to go to Shark's cove at least once a month, and every time I go, I am in awe of the beautiful, colorful creations that God had made for us!

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