One day on Saturday me, my mum and my nanna went out bush. We went shooting. We saw a turkey. We parked the car a long way away because if the turkey had seen the car it would have flown away. My mum snuck up behind him and shot the turkey. We had a good feed. It tasted like chicken. We took some home to my nanna's and my mum's cousins and aunties. They were my cousins and aunties too, and they had a good feed as well.