The Adventures of Marty and Vicki

Carmen Rüeger

Description

After a fire destroys their home, cockatoos Marty and Vicki seek a fresh start with the help of friends, new and old, in the wilds of Australia.
The Adventures of Marty and Vicki: The Death of the Guacamole Tree shares the tale of two yellow-tailed black cockatoos, Marty and Vicki, who are displaced from their family and home because of a bushfire. Once living on a guacamole farm at Yarrahapinni Mountain and now in flight, the two birds show a resilience to life.
They escape into a world of unknowns. Join them as they endeavour to
re-establish themselves, seeking help from old friends and making new friends along the way. Meet Counselling Crab, the Irregular Rectangular Workers, the Wild Chickens at Paddy’s Rest Stop, and plenty more!
Each chapter brings them closer together and closer to the question: How will Marty and Vicki decide to build a new home and family with only Bubbling Beach and a few friends to help?

Sujets

• Fiction Jeunesse
• Juvenilee Fiction
• Adventure
• Action
• Jeunesse Aventure

Informations

• Publié par: Xlibris AU
• Date de parution: 13 février 2023
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781669833819
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 1 Mo

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The Adventures of

Marty and Vicki

The Death of the Guacamole Tree

CARMEN RÜEGER
Copyright © 2023 by Carmen Rüeger. 839794

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Rev. date: 01/27/2023

Location: Yellow Tailed Nest, Yarrahapinni Mountain.
Conscious state: confused.

On the east coast of Australia is a mountain: Yarrahapinni Mountain. It’s a mountain, a rainforest, a beach, a volcano, a farm, and a home. Most don’t know about its stories, its design, nor its wisdom. The trees stand tall. The curves and shapes of the mountain capture the wind. It forms a unique opening and forces the trees to sway to and fro, back and forth. There are many trees here: Xanthorrhoea , eucalypt, avocado. There’s life within the trees also, characters and figures of the imagination. Not things you can see, but things you create. They are not only here but also within you. Wherever you are, there’s a story to be told and an adventure to be had.

Chapter 1 – The Death of the Guacamole Tree
Vicki, the vibrant yellow tailed black cockatoo, was in her nest. Slowly awakening to the day, she stood up and realised she was struggling to breathe. Vicki crawled to the edge of the nest. Her nest was high up in the guacamole tree at the very top of the Yarrahapinni Mountain. Guacamole trees grow avocados, which Vicki and her birdest friend Marty would turn into guacamole. Every morning, they would collect avocados and rotate the old ones with the new ones. The oldest and softest avocadoes would be opened by beak and clawed into guacamole. The freshest guacamole fruits would be placed on the ripening shelf next to the bananas and lemons to ripen them quickly. This way, they always had the freshest and most delicious guacamole.
They ate the guacamole whilst they worked and played. They were never hungry. The guacamole was made mid-morning, and by lunchtime, they had enough guacamole to eat. Then they would take a very long break. The break would last until mid-morning the next day. Some of the guacamole they reserved for friends and family, some they would sell, and some they would use themselves. Vicki loved to make guacamole facials. She would also bathe, comb, and massage it through Marty’s feathers. Vicki made sure Marty’s feathers were always silky soft. It was for her benefit too as she liked to sleep next to Marty’s velvety plume.
Once Vicki made it to the edge of the nest, she could see out over the entire guacamole plantation. This was their peaceful paradise. It had been so dry from the drought that even the guacamole tree leaves were browning and shrivelled. Vicki’s breathing wasn’t getting any better. Usually, Vicki had a flexible and bendy voice box, perfect for speaking and squawking. However, her breathing pattern wasn’t letting her communicate to Marty what was happening in the paradise plantation. She started flapping her wings and jumping up and down, up and down, up and down.
‘Marty, wake up!’ she squawked in a very croaky and broken voice. ‘Maaaa-R-t W-a-eeeke u-t’ is a bit more accurate of how she sounded.
Marty rolled over. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Vicki standing over him. Her eyes were bulging out of her head, and her claws were tense. Her beak was moving, but there were just random sounds being spoken. Marty thought, ‘Hmm . . . not normal.’
Vicki usually woke him by singing a special song. Marty sang along and at the end of the song, said, ‘The singing is a bonus of sharing this nest with you!’ Marty waddled to the edge of the nest. What he saw next frightened him so much that he jumped out of his bed socks. The guacamole field was on fire. Marty was grateful he could still breathe as his lungs were a special kind.