I could see the shark fins. The sharks were swimming in a circle around our small dinghy. “Stop snivelling,” said my twelve year old brother, Neville. “Stop now, or I will throw you overboard.” “I want to go home,” I cried. It was the first Monday of our summer school holiday and our mother was busy doing the washing. We did not have electricity and so there was no washing machine. Instead Mum used a copper, which was in our backyard,…..
For all of my childhood I lived at Onetangi Beach, on Waiheke Island, New Zealand. When my brother was fourteen he went out with a local fisher for the day. My brother dived and caught four good sized crayfish. When he arrived back at the beach, the local man said to him, “See you later.” “Wait, don’t I get my crayfish?” asked Neville. “No, I am going to sell them.” Neville went home and told Dad he had caught four crayfish……
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