I <3 the Redwall series, and in honor of you, Brian Jacques, I am creating a blog of my favorite character from my favorite book: Samkim of Redwall.
NOTE: this is work in progress, and I will be updating this on a weekly basis till I am done. This is only what I have so far.





Day 1: Hello! My name is Samkim, and I am from redwall! I decided to start a blog, and if someday, if my life eventful enough, I will share so all can see! Sorry if my handwriting is not at par, I am still a student. How about I tell you a little about myself before tomorrow? I am a squirrel, I really enjoy archery, and played many pranks with them at that, and My favorite hat is a beret. I have a really good friend named Arula, a molemaid. I hope to be writing here everyday! There are so many cool faces here. Our Abbes, Vale, Brennum, another squirrel, Mrs. spinney, A nice hedgehog, Thrugg
and Thrugann, two otters, Baby Dumble, a little dormouse, Brother Hollyberry, the infirmary keeper, Brother Hal, our teacher. Friar Bellows is our main chef for our meals, There is a really really big tapestry of Martin, our abbey’s great warrior, and of course the nameday celebrations. Every season the abbess or abbot comes up with a name for the season. Every nameday we have a HUGE feast and games, parties, and other great goodies and stuff like that. It’s about 7:00 pm, about creatures my ages bedtime. See ya tomorrow!

Day 2: Okay, so today was kind of a train wreck. All I wanted to do was have a little fun with Arula, but then I got “punished”. Let’s just start at the beginning. So the day was going really slow, so I decided to pull another one with the bow and arrow kept in the storage cottage. As I was looking around for someone to pull a prank on, and I saw Mrs. Spinney, a nice hedgehog lady, farming. Perfect! I hid behind a bush, keeping all my concentration on what Spinney was doing. Not like I wanted to actually HURT her, but good for me, I didn’t. She was climbing up a ladder to get some ripe green apples, but not ripe and tasty for long. I fired the arrow, and ZIP! BAM! hit the apple right on! I quickly slid back into the cottage, and heard spinney cry, “MURDER! THE SCALLYWAGS ARE ATTACKING US!” me and Arula tried hard to stifle our laughs, But Thrugg, a large male otter, quickly found out it was us, and reassured Mrs. Spinney. Then went inside to find the abbes. Dang. Now that its later in the day, literally 5:00 pm, some other things happened. At the dinner table, Brennum, another squirrel, but adult, called me and Arula out. Why couldn’t be private? rrrg, of course you have to embarrass me in front of all of redwall. Now he makes my punishment staying up in the infirmary for the rest of the day, while he leaves the infirmary keeper, Brother Hollyberry, to figure out my punishment. And Arula, a shoutout to you, thanks for defending me at the dinner table. Brother Hollyberry (thankfully) just let us chew candied chestnuts, and play some games of marbles. I really like brother Hollyberry, you know. Now that it is 12:00 am, uh, how should I explain it, Brennum came up here, and me and Arula pretended like we were sleeping, and Brother Hollyberry told Brennum that we cried ourselves to sleep and we worked to hard. c'mon, I at least tried to stifle my giggle. But at least we were not punished again.


Day 3: It’s right after breakfast, and wooohoooo, Nameday tomorrow! I heard that it is “The Summer of The Lazy Trout.”
Okay, I will not lie, I loved the name. Arula and I volunteered to help with cooking. Now this is peculiar. as the moles were marching in, there was two stoats! I was just about to call out, but Thrugg beat me to it. Then they started wailing like little dumble. “WAH! DON’T HURT US! WERE NICE STOATS!” They look fine, but was that really necessary? I wanted to see more, but Thruggann told me to go fetch Abbes Vale. After that, I really laughed when I saw the show they were putting on. “NO! YOU CALL US NOT INJURED! I’M HUNGRY AND LIMPING ALL ABOUT!” The Abbes, Thrugg, and Brennum went to talk in private and I was not allowed to come. In the meantime, Me and Arula decided to meet them. It was the normal new person meeting, greeting and all that. They desperately wanted to sleep and eat, but we made them take a bath. HA! you should've seen the faces on those two. I am still laughing in bed with Arula.
So me and Arula wanted to help cook after that. Nothing too special. We went to talk with the two stoats, Dingeye and Thura with little baby Dumble. The stoats were recalling the bath and the dishes, and how “crool’” this place is. It was a hoot! Then Sister Nasturtium walked in, to say hi. All of the young ones, My age, a little above, and younger, really liked her. Myself included. Her singing voice is great, and I wanted Dingeye and Thura to hear. I tried coaxing her to sing, and it worked. She sang about Martin the Warrior. They did not know who martin the warrior was, and everyone explained it to them. Then they started complaining about how martin probably never had to wash the dishes. *sigh* After they THOUGHT, they were out of hearing range, they exclaimed how they should try to get The Martin Spirit to wash a few dishes. Then Thrugg battered them harshly. Haha!


Day 4: Right now Brother Hollyberry is telling a story to all the young ones like me and Arula. They usually don’t let us stay up till twilight though. I am not a good multitasker, I keeping pausing to listen to the story then to write here. The only one who knows about this blog is Arula, and she is looking over my shoulder right now. Say hi Arula! Hello! Ha! good ol’ Arula. The story is about a ghost haunting redwall in this very room. I am one of few that is not hiding under the bed right now. Good thing Brother Hollyberry Does not care that I am writing right now. So about the story, the expected. Martin chopped him up. I really like Martin, I do. Olp! Arula just told me that Mrs. Spinney was thinking about having this nameday be “Summer of the Villainous Archer.” Wow, nice. Wait, what the? Sister Nasturtium just recited a poem. I heard legends of people doing poems they never heard about, and more times than not, it was a poem to Guide quests, to help others. Ohohohoho! I hope I have a part in this “quest.” I don’t remember the words exactly, but Arula is good at remembering, so I trust her. Thanks! I kinda know it right now! Here’s what she said:

When night meets day, stand clear away,
Beware the Abbey then.
Stay close beside the rampart wall,
await the moment when
the flame of storm will strike my blade
to aid the badger lord.
And bring back to redwall one day
a guardian and a sword.


Dream log 1: The dream started in front of the tapestry of martin in the Great Hall. The Tapestry started to move! Martin started to fling his sword by me, and it landed right next to me, but I felt no fear. Why, I could not tell. Though His lips did not move, I heard his voice in my head. A prophecy! Here is what he said: “Squirrel-Mouse, it makes no difference. You are a Redwaller Samkim. Be brave and courageous, and true to your friends. ONe day you will return my sword again and give the abbey another guardian. Beware the vermin, seek out the white one.” Maybe I am the one Sister nasturtium mentioned after all.

Day 5: After that strange dream, here I am, NAMEDAY! It was in full swing. two ones younger than me, Turzel and Blossom sung some little jigs. Why was Thrugg dressed up as a Badger? The abbes came out, and said the magic words. “ Today. we celebrate The Summer of The Lazy Trout” Whoohoo! I went over to Thrugg and asked him why everyone was calling him the “guardian” and why he was dressed up as a badger. He told me that there usually is a badger guardian at redwall abbey, and he was dressed up as one, because at the time being there was no badger guardian. “Why do you ask?” he said. I really do not know... so I just shrugged and went over to the apple turnovers. Mmmm! Okay, later in the day, everyone expect the two gluttonous stoats are done eating. They keep going “Ah! good ol’ redwall, me tucker!” and all of that. you JUST got done saying that was a crool’ place. ugh... They have gotten themselves so fat they had to go to the infirmary. wow. I didn’t go up there, but I heard a lot of yelling and screaming. Off to the games! so right now I am out in the pouring rain getting Mr spinney’s glasses. Me and arula dominated three paw tag team race, and Baseball. Baby dumble won a lot of prizes, and it was quite surprising. As I was going in, I was going to pick up the Bow and arrows, but brennum stopped me and made me put the tug-of-war rope inside. Dang. The only reason I volunteered to pick up the glasses because I was already wet from putting the sporty stuff away. YOWIE! A sword, a SWORD, landed right next to me. Ahh... A little more the the left and it would of splayed me! Wait... THIS IS MARTIN’S SWORD! OH MY GOODNESS!

Night 1: I can see when I go down the stairs. don’t worry. I am writing as I am going down the stairs, because I heard some ruckus down below. everyone wanted to catch a glimpse of the sword, but I got to carry it! Maybe brother Hal figured out the riddle, and what was going on! Hey brother Hal! I’m coming for... you... HAL! NO! How are you down like this! an arrow in your throat. A bow and arrow! why is there a bow down here. I should stow this bow and arrow away and show hal’s body to the abbes.
I just.. need to drink it all in. “Samkin! what have you done?!” Friar Bellows! no... it wasn’t me.. please.

Day 6: So here I am, confined up in the infirmary, not allowed to speak to anyone. I have never known a feeling like this. Being framed for killing. I hope they have the sense to figure out it wasn’t me. I feel like Abbes Vale and Sister Nasturtium are on my side, but no one else, especially Brennum. Footsteps? Whats my punishment, or did they find out it was not me and it was... um.. who did it exactly? Arula! thank goodness it’s only you! what do you have to say? Or, ahem, wright? No time for goofing around! they are still debating over who did it, but they are leaning toward the stoats. no one has seen them, the sword is gone, and the doors are unlocked! The Stoats! I Will get them! Arula pack up the stuff! we need to get out of here and start finding them before the Abbes and friends come up! If they do before we are gone, they’ll never let us go! OKay, pack up food rations, get the bow and arrow arula, get a pruning knife, and a ladle. okay Arula, got it all? good. we need to write them a quick note to tell them what has become of us. I’ll stow away this blog in here. I WILL get those stoats. For killing brother Hal, for framing me, for stealing what is rightfully ours. GAME ON, HELLSPAWN!



Things I’m interested in!

Archery!
http://www.olympic.org/archery
Berets!
http://www.villagehatshop.com/category/57/1/berets.html
REDWALL!
http://www.redwallabbey.com

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