Week III- August 20th, 1940
Peter: "Ivar, Edmund, and I went fishing today and it made Ivar and I think of when Mr. Beaver took us fishing with him. Oh, how we wished it was winter. We did catch a big mess of trout, enough for us children, the professor, Mrs. Macready, and the servants. Ivar and I cleaned the fish outside, just like Mr. Beaver showed us. Susan and Lucy decided to bake up some bread and boil some potatoes. Kayla baked an orange marmalade roll, using the recipe Mrs. Beaver gave her. She memorized that recipe. When the professor asked us why we did all that, we just gave him a certain look, and he knew right away. It was a surprisingly alright day today. Maybe we'll do this again. Ivar and I at least acted like it was cold, much to the laughter of Edmund and the girls."
Ivar: "I didn't think we would catch as much trout as we did. I was really wishing it was winter, so we could catch the fish the way Mr. Beaver did. We at least cleaned them the way he showed us. The girls were wishing it was winter. We all were, and we all knew why. We even told the professor why, and he understood. Strange thing, Mrs. Macready didn't even question it. I can guarantee that the professor wishes he was young enough to enjoy what we're feeling, but he is lucky enough that he doesn't go through the sorrow. Maybe we can get him to sit down and tell us his story of Narnia. Anything to calm us down, because who knows if we will be going back? Aslan, please let us go back. It's where we belong."
Susan: "Mrs. Beaver's recipe for bread. Simple yeast bread. Seemed to be a simple recipe. And it was. But it just didn't taste as good as when she made it. The broiled trout wasn't the same as Mr. beaver had done it. The potatoes weren't the same. And the marmalade roll wasn't the same. I guess the magic of Narnia even affects the food. We got so used to the food in Narnia that we completely forgot about the food here. But it makes sense. Mrs. Macready probably thinks this all stems from the story we 'made up'. But of course, it's not. Maybe we should keep this day here. Like what happens at the professor's house, stays at the professor's house. But will Narnia stay here? Is this house the only place we could find an entrance into Narnia, even if it is not through the wardrobe?"
Kayla: "Mrs. Beaver's glorious and sticky marmalade roll. Is it odd that she also decided to make it for us for breakfast on our last day in Narnia? We didn't even ask for it. She said she just felt like making it. Maybe it was so I could remember the recipe. I watched her make it that morning. I don't think Athair would object to taking a simple recipe from Narnia. I can't see him doing that. I have to wonder what the Beavers are doing at the moment. But then again, considering the time difference between here and Narnia, they might not even be alive. God forbid that is not the case. 1,000 years had passed in Narnia when we arrived, while only forty years here. I don't know what year it was here when The Long Winter began. I would have to ask Athair, or at least a centaur, next time we go back. If there is a next time."
Edmund: "I have never enjoyed fishing as much as I did today. It was hard for the girls and I not to laugh when Peter and Ivar pretended it was cold, and they were pretending the water was ice. I remember when we all thought Lucy and Kayla were pretending. Now, look at us. Pretending is all we can do right now. Just wait until school starts for us again. I could see all of us getting into arguments with teachers. At least we will with the other students. The ones I can guarantee will be in at least one physical fight before the first week of school is over will be Peter, Ivar, and Kayla. Kayla is not tolerant, so of course she will be the one to throw the first punch. Me on the other hand, despite the fact that both her and I are very cunning, I prefer to use words. Kayla uses words until her anger no longer holds out."
Lucy: "Boiling potatoes the way Mrs. Beaver did it. She used butter, but since butter is rationed here, I didn't. But the others were okay with that. The bread Susan made turned out fine, as did the marmalade roll that Kayla made. The boys fried the fish just the way Mr. Beaver did. It was a good meal. I think later on in our stay here, we will get the professor to tell his story of Narnia. We know very little of it, and we would like to know more. Maybe later tonight, I will make the tea cake Mr. Tumnus gave me the recipe for. Too bad we don't have any sardines, but maybe we can toast up what's left of the bread that Susan made. I wish that the summers here were as long as the summers back home. Narnia is our home."