Sorry I didn’t post about it (I had to finish two showcase logs), but yesterday-yesterday-yesterday-yesterday was the field trip to Hidden Villa! All the students were calling the whole valley Hidden Villa, but our group (Gina, Melo, Hal, O#1, Frankie, Laha (she’s a girl), and Mrs. Sakatmous) ’s guide, Robin, told us that Hidden Villa is really just the one building somewhere between the two parts of the farm. The whole place is called Hidden Valley.
Anyway, it was really fun. First, we went to their vegetable garden. we tasted all six parts of a plant ( fruit, flower, leaves, stem, root, seed ). For the root, we picked some carrots. Seeds were oats, the stem was rhubarb, flower=brocoli flower, fruit=apples, and, last but certainly not least……….what was I gonna say? Oh yeah. The leaves were LETTUCE! Yummy yummy in my tummy

. we ate all the things. I liked *backspace backspace* cross that out. I LOVED all things except for the rhubarb

. Yuck. Robin said it was really sour. But that wasn’t the thing. It wasn’t sour at all! It just tasted REALLY chemical-ey. Then, we took a GREAT ( and I mean great ) hike. Some parts of the mountain were steep, but going down was easy. Most people in the group were slipping and thought it was the hardest part, but I developed a skill that helped you keep your balance called the “military march”. You just swing your arms, lift up your feet and stomp like you’re marching in an army. It really worked and I didn’t have to run a bit to keep my balance. It was natural pace. Around the bottom of mountain, at the end of the hike, there were TONS of banana slugs. Our group counted sixty-one. SIXTY-ONE BANANA SLUGS!!! That’s a lot. When we saw our first banana slug, I got the great advantage of doing something almost everybody in my school usually doesn’t get to do until fifth grade in science camp ( and that’s only if you go ) -kiss a banana slug! Robin officially named me a member of the banana slug club. Oh yeah……oh yeah……I love getting to do things one grade early. After the hike, we went to the farm. Melo and I bent down and some white butterflies hopped onto our fingers. Two, to be excact. One for each of us. After a long time of picking up butterflies and staring, we went to visit the sheep. One particulaurly itchy sheep really appricieated it when I dug my hands into its wool. Then we saw cows, chicks, and goats. Also,we fed chickens out of our hands! I was really scared, but then Laha took one of my seeds and showed me. Then she held me hand flat out to a rooster. I waited for the sharp beak to pierce my skin and………..

hey! It tickled! Thanks Laha, I woud never have had that wonderful experience without you!
Sorry, I hate to end a wonderful experience like this, but Gina got bit by a tick

. Ow! That must have hurt. After Robin the hero took it off ( by the head, of course ), there was a big swollen spot with a tiny red dot and Gina’s chest ( where she got bitten by the tick ). 1+1 also got bit on the shoulder, and while everybody else was checking thier bodies fo ticks, O#1 discovered a tick crawling on Melo’s coat hood! Fortunately, it hadn’t bit her yet. So that’s our second hero-thanks, O#1! Then, very sadly, we had to go. It was the best day ever!
-Akinna