I hope my canoe will take it to Fiji because I kind of want to go there in real life. So this is where my story begins. Once upon a time there was a little canoe named Andrua. He was a brave little canoe. When Andrua woke up he wanted to be free. When he realized he was stuck in a sand pile in Fiji hold on let's go back 2 years. So I was launched in a little stream. The stream slowly got bigger and bigger until it became a river and then I was flowing by a beaver dam. Then a giant picked me up and brought me to his house where he had a nice rocking chair made of bear fur. He dried me with a warm washcloth and I stayed the night there. I got a nice sleep and a break from the rushing water. The next morning I woke up and he put me in the water and wished me good luck. All of a sudden I realized I was already in Australia so close to Fiji right at Brisbane was my next stop. Before I knew it I was out of the water. It was an older couple. They were soooo nice. They also had a dog named Bailey. He licked me alot but I was there for a couple hours not the night. I wish I could have stayed longerhaha. Next I was in PortVila and I hopped on a boat to Fiji yay