OLIVIA OTTER and the BULLIES of OOLICHAN BAY
Story by Eleanor Stadnyk
Illustrations by Nestor Stadnyk
“Look at that!” shouted Kit Otter.
It was a beautiful fall day and warm sunlight glittered off the blue ocean
“Come on!” yelled Kit. “Last one in is a smelly oolichan.”
“Gang way!” shrieked his adopted sister, Millie Mutt. (His family had
found her crying at the end of summer outside an empty cottage.)
But if Olivia Otter heard her little brother there was no sign. She never
even raised her head.
Bewildered, Kit ran back to Olivia. “What’s the matter?” he asked.
“Aren’t you coming?”
“Leave me alone,” said Olivia.
“Okay, if that’s the way you want to be,” said Kit and he ran off to join