Me: Sorry I wasn't able to post this yesterday. Anyway, let's get on with chapter 5!

Woman: It should be exciting!

Child: Yes; I can't wait to see what happens next!

Monk Gyatso: I don't think we'll be disappointed.

Me:(sarcastically): Well, I hope not!

Monk #2: Nah, I agree with Monk Gyatso. This is going to be a good one!

Me: Is everyone ready?

Others: Yes!

Woman: GET ON WITH IT! WE'RE DYING TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS!

Me: Okay, okay! Geez! No need to yell! Alright, let's get the party started!

Book 4: The Back Story Chapter 5: Painful Truth

Narrator: The monks are having a meeting to discus how Gjima and Aniko could've lost their memory.

Monk #2: Is it possible that they were attacked and captured and they lost their memory due to injuries sustained during captivity or escaping?

Monk #4: Yes, but there are two problems with you theory: 1) no outsider has ever stepped into our Air Temples. And 2) if that did happen, how did they find their way back here with lost memory?

Monk #3: Wait, was it storming that night?

Monk #1: Yes. Why?

Monk #3: Maybe Gjima went outside to get more fruit to grind up into powder to feed the baby. Somehow, she fell, and Aniko went to save her, but ended up falling himself. A sky bison saved them for certain death. But it was too stormy to bring them back here, so the sky bison brought them elsewhere. I firmly believe that they will slowly regain their memory.

Monk Gyatso: Yes, that's a reasonable explanation. But where did the sky bison take them?

Monk #2: Maybe there was was a cave or something?

Monk #1: Yes. Or another village?

Monk #4: All good possibilities.

Narrator: Little did the monks realize that Aang, who is now 9, is listening to the monks talk.

Aang: (to Monk Gyatso): I know.

Monk Gyatso: (Shocked): What?

Aang: That Gjima and Aniko are my parents and they went missing shortly after I was born.

Monk Gyatso: I'm sorry, Aang. I should've told you.

Aang: No, you've got nothing to be sorry about. When someone has secrets, they're bound to get out.

Monk Gyatso: I suppose you're right. Would you like to practice with the glider?

Aang: (excited): Boy would I!

(Aang throws the glider into the air and rides it like a surfboard. He also rides it upside down and right side up)

Monk Gyatso: (shouting): Aang! Be careful!

Aang: (shouting): Okay! I will!

Me: I'll continue 2morrow. See ya!

Aang: Don't forget to review!