Wee+Jasper+Ponderings

// Solo Alone // I am Solo. I am a little female Emperor Penguin chick. I have bright, shinning blue eyes and a thick layer of grey fluff. One day, I got lost from the rookery. Suddenly, I am freezing, alone and covered in frozen tears. After a few hours of my misery, I decide there is no point in standing there, freezing. I tumbled and rolled for what seems hours. All of a sudden I spot a dull brown building in the distance. It reads the name Scott, surprisingly the name of my cousin, (That’s how I know what it says ‘Scott!’). I know the location as Pram Point on Ross Island. I see a strange, green penguin, with a pinkish face. He was scribbling on a pad. I look curiously over his shoulders. I can see because he is kneeling down. He was writing, ‘Latitude and Longitude, 77 ˚ 51’S and 166 ˚ 41’E.’ He sees me and inquired, half laughing, “Hey little penguin, what are you doing here?” Filled with terror, I scramble away. All around me there are researchers, pilots engineers, geologists, scientists, cooks, maintenance and spectators. One of the cooks hands, picks me up and asked, “Where’s your mummy little chick?” She fed me some left over Sushi from dinner the previous night. She also feeds me some yummy fish. While she was gone I had some time to explore. Americans are nicer than I thought. I have always trusted the Australian base, but this was weird. “This place is really old,” I think to myself. It was established in 1956, which was when my great-great grandmother was alive. The purpose of this station must be for researchers, they seen to be everywhere! The nearest station was another American one! It is called McMurdo. There seems to be a lot of New Zealanders here. I think they manage this place sometimes. I am so excited I very nearly tumble over in thrill. I wake up to be back at the rookery, realising I was fast asleep like my friends. I was waiting for Dad to return with dinner. I was sleeping so hard I have worked up an appetite. Mmmm……. Yummy…………… Dinner. Written by Emma