E.T.: I got our fishin poles out. What smells so good?

Ginger: We made french toast an bacon.

Phelicity: Der's syrup, too. An lookit, raspberry jam.

E.T.: Oboy, thank mew! Den we're goin fishin.



Phelicity: Wowies, da ocean looks soooo beautifur today.

Ginger: C'mon aboard! Right down dem steps.

E.T.: We're ready to go ... I can hardly wait!



Phelicity: Look, we's on da offur side of da island already.

Ginger: Yeah, it's not furry big. An purrty on dis side, too.

E.T.: shhhhhhh.

Phelicity: It looks more rocky, I wonder if der's lotsa shells on dis side.

Ginger: I wanna find more of dem big conch shells like we saw yesterday.

Phelicity: Me too, an .....

E.T.: shhhhhhh.

Phelicity: Why?

Ginger: E.T. says talkin scares da fish away. *mewgiggles*

E.T.: shhhhhhhhhhhhh.




E.T.: Boy, dese are fine yellowtail snappers. If I clean dem, will mew girls cook dem fur our lunch?

Ginger: Mew betcha! I'm starffin, so we'll hurry, too. *mewgiggles*

Phelicity: Der's tater tots in da freezer, an we gots butter. Mmmmm.

E.T.: I'd like to try scuba diving dis afternoon. Wanna come?

Ginger: Diving? Like into da water? As in.... all wet all ofur?

Phelicity: Nope, I'm not gettin all wet!! What's a scuba?

E.T.: Well, yup, mew would hafta swim underwater but....

Ginger: *gasp* Uh... Phelicity an I wanna hunt fur shells. Don't we?

Phelicity: Yes, we wants to find more purrty shells. On da sand. Da dry sand.



Phelicity: So what is a scuba? Did he efur say what it is?

Ginger: Nope. Maybe it's some kinda fish.

Phelicity: Or a creature dat liffs inna shell, huh?

Ginger: Probly. Ooooh, look up dere. I wonder what dat is.

Phelicity: It's sure not a food place or a shoppin place, is it? Let's go see.



Ginger: Da sign said dis used to be a monest ... modest.. monstersie.

Phelicity: Monastery. I knows what dat is, sorta. Dey has dem in Tibet.

Ginger: Wow, lookit. We can see da other side of the island way down der.

Phelicity: I wonder if more conch shells are on dis side. Let's hunt sommore.