"Well to be honest I did not think that you kids could do it but here you go suprising me. I am a man of my word, always have been and wont change that this late in the game."
"The money to pay for those fruit trees will be delivered to the town hall later today, don't you worry!"
"Who knows maybe one day you lot will sail the seven seas. Do something else great. Don't let your glory end with this little amount of achievement to your name."
"I told you that I had sailed around the entire world before right? The mind can be slippery when you get to my age. Well anyway when I was young I sailed on a ship bound for Africa to deliver medical supplies. Would you like to hear of it?"
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There is an old saying among sailors, 'pink in the morning sailors warning, pink at night sailors delight!' and to be honest I didn't believe it at first but after looking up and seeing and endless ocean of cherry blossems first thing in the morning I could admit that there might just maybe some truth to it after all. Lets just say that when the crew of the ship you're on starts straping down everything that can move and many things that can not, you join in as soonas you can.
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Beuatiful is the only word to describe the view form that morning. Terrible is the only way to describe the storm that caught us and neirly sank the ship that evning. When lightning arced across the endless expanse above your head like the devils own fingers coming to claim you. Then and only then do you realize that there is terror in beuaty and beuaty in terror.
Sometimes when the storms come and the weather is drerry I can still hear the sound of the waves battering at the ship like a ram and the sound of the captain laughing in the face of death. The joy in that old mad sea dogs voice! The darring to challenge the storm and dare, actually dare to fight his way through it. What did we mear sailors have to fear, the captain would see us through the storm or no one could. It was only the next day that I got to see the captain that I realized the turth. He was scared of lossing everything just as we were.
He just couldn't afford to show it and put the fear of death in us!