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Ocker 101 - Week 3 - period 4 [28/05]
This week's note and map would lead the kids out into the Preserve. When the students arrived, they'd find Mick sitting crosslegged and barefoot in the middle of a small clearing. Next to him was a battered cardboard box and he was methodically sharpening a very large knife.
"G'day. Grab a seat." Once his students were all sitting, he continued, "One thing you need if you're gonna survive is a knife. None of those little ones I've seen, a real knife. Something like this." He held up his knife. "Killed a croc, must've been at least eight foot, with this once, shoved it right through its skull. Can't do that with a switchblade. Good knife'll let you kill a croc and skin it, cut branches, carve a bit of wood...anything you want. Your knife's important and you've gotta look after it."
He reached into the box and pulled out some large knives in croc-skin sheaths. He gave one to each student along with a sharpening stone. "These are for you. Careful, 'cause I don't want anyone losing a finger, least not 'til after class, but I want you to get used to 'em, get familiar with 'em. Once you're done, I'll show you how to look after 'em."
He gave them a bit of time to look at their new knives, then explained how to sharpen them. "Once you're done, give it a clean," he grabbed a pile of rags from the box and tossed them on the floor, "then give it a test, make sure it's sharp and get comfy with it. You can try 'em out over there." He nodded in the direction of a larger clearing just next to them, where there wereendlessly moddable items on which knives could be tested.
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"G'day. Grab a seat." Once his students were all sitting, he continued, "One thing you need if you're gonna survive is a knife. None of those little ones I've seen, a real knife. Something like this." He held up his knife. "Killed a croc, must've been at least eight foot, with this once, shoved it right through its skull. Can't do that with a switchblade. Good knife'll let you kill a croc and skin it, cut branches, carve a bit of wood...anything you want. Your knife's important and you've gotta look after it."
He reached into the box and pulled out some large knives in croc-skin sheaths. He gave one to each student along with a sharpening stone. "These are for you. Careful, 'cause I don't want anyone losing a finger, least not 'til after class, but I want you to get used to 'em, get familiar with 'em. Once you're done, I'll show you how to look after 'em."
He gave them a bit of time to look at their new knives, then explained how to sharpen them. "Once you're done, give it a clean," he grabbed a pile of rags from the box and tossed them on the floor, "then give it a test, make sure it's sharp and get comfy with it. You can try 'em out over there." He nodded in the direction of a larger clearing just next to them, where there were
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"Yes," Edmund said to the island, fingers tightening around his knife. He talked to whatever power was in control of the island - if one such power existed - quite often these days. "Thank you so much for pointing that out," he added dryly. "I never would have remembered it on my own."