My Ranking Points
I followed the delicous smells wafting out of the kitchen. “Mmm, whatever we’re having, it sure smells good,” I said, taking a seat at the intricately carved wooden table. “Do you like the table?” Refekela asked.”I made it myself out of driftwood that floated up to shore.”
“I love it,” I said, running my hand across it.”Your hard work definitley shows.” Just then, Ernestina bursted out of the swinging kitchen doors, carrying a dozen steaming platters. “Help yourself,” she said, laying the dishes on the table. “We’ve got seaweed e’clairs, anemone pancakes, and much more.” My stomach grumbled loudly and everyone laughed. “After breakfast, we’ll go on a little field trip,” Refekela said, exchanging a look with Ernestina.