We walked and walked until we met a woman wearing a sticky-out dress with frills.
"You are Victorian!" we shouted.
"Of course I am, I am Victoria. Go straight to the right until you see some hippos. Follow them until you meet some little men."
So we walked and we walked until we met some hippos. We followed them until we met some little men. We followed the men through a wood. As we came out of the wood out of a bush popped a pink, fluffy face, then out came the body. It was a pink bird.
It chased us all the way back to the school mini bus where we told every one about it. No one believed us though.