Dear Diary
    I am now friends with Mary Grace Brown. She is quite seasick, but able to talk. Fuegia likes her, too. Poena even wanted to be held by her. How did we ever get the same first names?
   I have to say today was a very busy day. I offered Mary Grace our cabin. A hammock would fit. We got dressed together. Mary Grace knows a lot on hair, and was helpful to Fuegia when her dress ripped. We got all dressed. It was windy, so at breakfast we didn't take our parasols for fear of losing them. We talked at breakfast.
   Then, we decided to vist Aliaranel and help with the plants. I repotted two plants. Then I picked some tomatoes from a tomato plant. Aliaranel helps the docter, so we came with her. One of the crew members there was Mister Darwin. He was brought by R.H.Taylor. "He has been getting worse," she said "I brought him some food, and after three bites, he vomited."
   Poena knows where to get some herbs that we leave out in baskets on the ground for her to reach, we told her which type and she was back in a flash.
   "Eat this, you will feel better," I said.
   He wouldn't open his mouth so I ran to get his vomit bucket that R.H.Taylor brought with her. He opened his mouth and let it all out. Then he managed to eat the herb.
   "This will help, too," I said, offering him some water.
   He drank it. "I feel much better—now, let me return to my work."
   I frowned as he wobbled past me. Mary Grace said what I thought, "He can't feel better this fast, it takes at least five to ten minutes before a full effect!"
   Then, we moved on to a man that was injured. I gave him a new bandage around the wounded leg.
   Oh, I must go to lunchr—I'll write a bit more later.