My name is Jacko, and this is the story of my most special day ever.
I woke up too early that day. It was dark, and I heard snores coming from Grandma’s bedroom. I didn’t want to wake her, so I closed my eyes and thought about the otter video we’d seen at school. It showed otters sliding down a riverbank and splashing in the water. Otters are excellent at swimming and fishing, but I know one thing for sure: otters are animals that CANNOT FLY! So here’s the weird thing—almost all the planes that fly into Nain, the town in Canada where I live, are called Twin Otters.
I get the twin part because the planes have two engines, but wouldn’t a bird name, like gull or goose, be…
