Female Sailor

I always wondered when we would have a nice adventure on 

this gross boat of ours. I do the same thing every 

single day; I wake up, hem the sails, sweep the deck and 

help make food for all the men. I thought it would
be nice being the only girl on this boat, but that’s 

not true. Things have gotten very boring and no longer fun.

But one day a man who he calls Jonah boarded our boat. He 

seemed like your everyday Hebrew, but when he talked,
he knew our language so fluently. From the moment he 

uttered “Hello my friends” I knew that he was the beginning 

of our adventure which then turned out to be weird and disastrous.

            As soon as we started sailing, the winds had begun to blow so
fiercely. I had never seen waves that wild in my life of sailing. My pet pig
ended up falling overboard and he was in the bottom of the ship! All through
the night we sat around listening to the storm and the cracking of wood
under our feet. Our ship was bound to fall apart by morning. I heard men
calling out to their Gods asking for grace and for the storm to pass on.
While all this was going on, Jonah lay sound asleep not giving a care as to
whether or not we would die. Suddenly, Captain went below and said to Jonah,
“How can you sleep? Get up and call on your god! Maybe he will take notice
of us, and we will not perish.”

We were all throwing cargo overboard in attempt to make the ship lighter,
but this seemed to do no good for us. Kevin decided to cast lots to see who
was responsible for this sinister storm. A lot ended up falling on Jonah.
Everyone on board began attacking Jonah with questions in an attempt to
figure out what was going on. Jonah told us that in order for us to be safe;
we had to throw him overboard into the raging waters. No one wanted to do
such a thing, so we all decided to make an attempt at rowing back to land.
But the sea grew even more vicious in a way that was worse before. We could
no longer go on like this and Kevin decided it was best for us to get rid of
Jonah. So we prayed to the Lord asking Him to not punish us for killing
Jonah. As soon as he was off the boat, the waters calmed down, but Jonah was
no where in sight. I always wonder to this day where he had gone off to. I
guess the world may never know.

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