New Tales of the Gobi Desert
Glenealy School, Aashi Shah, Fiction: Group 2
17th May 5005
Dear Diary,
My name is Olivia Spur. I am nine years old and I have no parents or brothers and sisters because
I lost them in a sandstorm last month when we went on holiday. My Mum is a photographer and
my Dad is a journalist. So they took me and my sister on a holiday where they could also do their
work. By the way, I am in the Gobi desert. I’ve learnt to cope with the weather, food and water
conditions.
18th May 5005
Today I went searching for water and I found quite a lot. I also found a mixed-berry tree that had
strawberries, blueberries, raspberries and even blackberries! I tried some of the berries and they
were really tasty. Today must be my lucky day.
19th May 5005
Today I met some native people, called nomads. They were really nice. Their names were Sapphire,
Gemma, Peter, and Carlos. Sapphire was pretty in a pink skirt with a half-sleeve purple top and
a gold necklace. Gemma was wearing a neon orange dress with a gold necklace to match her
bracelet. Peter looked cool in black and green shorts and a plain blue top. Carlos had ruby red
shorts on and a bright green top. They were getting water for themselves and their animals.
20th May 5005
Today I played in the sand dunes. It was fantastic! I slid down the sand and then of course I had
to walk up. I even saw some nomads riding some camels. I think they were taking their camels for
a walk or maybe for a drink of water. They were talking in a language that I do not know. They
tried to ask me something but of course I did not understand what they were saying.
21st May 5005
Guess what! Today I found a camera lying on the sand. I decided to keep it. I took loads of pictures
with it. I got some really good ones. One of them was of a nomad lady riding a camel. I tried to
speak to her in English and she understood! She promised to give me lessons on how to speak her
language. I liked her.
22nd May 5005
Today was my first native language lesson. It was awesome. I loved it. The lady told me to call
her aunty Rue. I learned very little but it was a good start. She even gave me lunch, which was
scrumptious! Aunty Rue let me pet and feed one of her baby camels. They are called calves, or
