‘Are we there yet?” I asked “Do camels talk?” Said Bartholomew the smarty pants.I sighed. What if there really is no king?” I asked”Are you CRAZY!!!!!!! OF COURSE THERE IS A KING!!!!!!””But what if theres not.””UGGGGGHHHHHH! Would you just be quiet for five minutes! Bartholomew, a.k.a Barry, screamed. He was trying to concentrate on the map, which makes no sense because we have no idea where we are going. Then our big brother Micah spoke up, “You guys have to stop fighting, what would mom say?””Let’s play a game of license plate bingo!” I exclaimed.”Really? you think we’re going to find a license plate out here?” said Barry.”Yah!””Wow.””SANDSTORM!!!!!!” Screamed Micah. Quick, Barry, John, get of the camels and get down!” “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! SANDSTORM!!!!!!!!!!!!” I screamed, “I AM DEATHLY AFRAID OF SANDSTORMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” “Isn’t every one?” screamed Barry, but I couldn’t hear him, I had sand in my ear.”Everyone cover your ears!” screamed Micah but I also couldn’t hear that because I already had so much sand in my ears. When the storm was over, which was only about 10 minutes I spoke up, “This king better be good if we going to go through all this.” (At the beginning of the trip we got attacked by a band of snakes) allen asleep from fright, he is VERY afraid of sand storms) “I guess that’s true.” Just then Barry woke up, “Look its Jerusalem!” “Yay!” we all cheered. When we got into the city and went to the palace to ask the king if he had heard of the baby king. Then he bellowed at us, “What do you mean a baby king? “We are following the big star and we think it leads to a new king.” “Interesting, when you find him report to me so I can come and worship him.” “We would be glad to” I replied. We set of again following the star and then after a few weeks we came across a small little house with a star shining brightly above it.