“Ok, the girls are celebrating Easter – that’s why they are all dressed up.  They are just about ready to begin their Easter egg hunt.  They have taken off their shoes so they won’t get grass stains,” answered Purity.

“And who has organized the egg hunt?” asked Bea excitedly. “Go ahead Purity, tell the whole story.  I won’t interrupt you, I promise.”

Purity stopped her truck on the side of the road.

They’d have to be home soon, or they’d be missed.  But a few minutes wouldn’t matter.

Purity took up the picture in her hands.  Remembering how the tribal people of the Pacific Island tell stories orally rather than writing them down, she took a deep breath.

Then, she unleashed her story.

The island wind whipped the two girl’s white dresses around their bare knees.  The smell of tropical flowers: hibiscus, jasmine, orchid and bougainvillea was thick and heavenly.  The air tasted like fruit as the humidity hung heavy over a lush garden paradise situated right next to the ocean.

“Aren’t Easter egg hunts for little kids?” Purity called out.

She waited for her big sister, Prudence, to respond…

“That depends on what the plastic Easter eggs hold, don’t ya think?!” Prudence said smiling.  Both girls turned towards their sister’s voice.  They launched into her arms and they all fell over.  Purity, Bea and Prudence were giggling and hugging on the ground. In the tall grass, they hugged for a long time, Purity and Bea on either side of their big sister.

Prudence cradled each of her sister’s faces into her neck and kissed each forehead over and over.  After about twenty minutes, they all got up. They looked down at the white flowing dresses they were now wearing.  Purity had successfully written them into a story with Prudence.

“Let’s get this Easter egg hunt started, shall we?!” said Prudence.  She pulled out a plastic pop gun fashioned in the shape of a rabbit. “Your eggs are hidden in that small jungle forest over there.” There are ten eggs total, 5 different colors.  You MUST get one of each color – no same colored eggs.  The colors are: light pink, blue, yellow, purple and dark pink.  Be sure to help each other finding your eggs.  Ready, set, go!” Prudence pulled the trigger on the bunny gun and off the girls went.

Bea found two pink eggs right off.  Bea gave Purity her light pink egg and they continued.  They had a lot of fun looking for their eggs in the dense forest.  It was unlike having a hunt in short grass.  It was much more challenging.

“Remember when we went with Grandma to her church to look for Easter Eggs, Pure?” asked Bea.

“You were SO little, how can you remember that?  I was only about five myself!” laughed Purity finding another egg.  She was enjoying herself.  Purity remembered that Easter pretty well. She had held her big sister’s hand as they looked for Easter eggs in a field next to the church.

“Yes, we were inseparable that day,” said Prudence.  I remember Purity had on a pink dress with purple flowers, a white sweater with short sleeves, white stockings and white sandals.  Bea, you had on a blue dress and you were quite fussy at dinner.” Purity and Bea laughed.

“We went out to lunch at a nice restaurant with Grandma and Grandpa,” reminded Bea.  “I sat in a high chair.”

“Yes, you did!” said Purity.  “Oh I found another egg!”  The girls found the rest of their eggs.  They had them scooped up in their dresses so they could carry all five.  Next, they sat on a patch of short grass and started to look inside their eggs.

Inside their eggs, they found: a hotel room key, a map of the hotel, a gift card to use in the hotel spa, a fifty dollar bill AND a ticket to Sea World.

“Wow!  This is too cool!” remarked Bea!

“What should we do first?” asked Purity.

“How about we rent a surrey and peddle around the island a bit – so you can both get your barrings,” said Prudence.  Prudence took her sisters’ Easter gifts and put them in two plastic bags for safe keeping.  The girls followed their sister as she began to walk to the island resort.  Purity and Bea were mesmerized by all the natural beauty around them.

“What’s a surrey?” Bea finally asked.

“That’s a surrey!” said Purity proudly.