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A New Life
On the second day of his new life, Ian woke up in an excellent mood. He couldn't wait to get started on his new life on his new island home. The weather was just so beautiful, and the water looked so inviting, that he decided to put off any work and do some exploring around his very small island. He discovered, that the water was teeming with many different kinds of fish that he had never seen before, including some very large sharks. Swimming alongside the big sharks gave him a great thrill, and he tried to follow their movements, matching his pattern to theirs. It was all in great fun until one got a little too close...... One ought not to tempt danger while living alone on an island!
Swimming was an excellent start to the day, but definitely was not a substitute for a proper shower! His goal today was to make enough money to buy a shower and a bookshelf, if he could make it work. Bring on the fiction novels he thought, and he wished he had some foresight or the room to bring some with him. But it was a long trip here on a small boat, and he had to travel as lightly as possible. Books just hadn't been a priority on the big scale of things. So determined to make today successful, he brought out his fishing pole and once again stared out at the blue canvas of rolling waves before him, as he let his thoughts wander. The fish were biting like crazy, but unfortunately the only fish he was catching were anchovy and jellyfish. He had fished most of the day before he finally decided to give it up, place the few fish he had caught in the shipping box, and head below to cool off from the very hot summer sun. Thirty eight simoleons , his total from his day of fishing, was not even going to get him a bookshelf, let alone a new shower.
It will just take some time, he thought to himself. Establish a routine and learn how things work. Fishing out here in the ocean, was certainly different from fishing on the farm with his dad in their little lake. There, the lake was very well stocked with trout and tuna, which made fishing as easy as casting in a line and virtually pulling it right back out again, with a fish dangling on the end of the line. Fishing with his father was one of his favourite times of the month. They would rise early while it was still dark, head out and without saying a word, cast their lines into the water. By the time the sun began to rise in the sky, their cooler was more than well stocked with fish for the month. On the walk back, he and his father would have some of the best conversations where his father taught him about life, love and family. They would discuss his father's younger years, problems at the farm and family history. It was then, that Ian would tell his father all about things in his life. Problems at school, friends and girl friends. They talked about women, his responsibilities as a man, and expectations for life. Through those conversations, he learned how much his father loved his mother. Ian felt his father was, without a doubt, the wisest man he would ever know.
Hot and sweating profusely, Ian grabbed the daily newspaper, sat down on the bed and stared at the pages without reading a word. Frustrated with his predicament and looking around the room, he made the only decision he could. He sold his desk and chair to purchase the public shower station for four hundred dollars. It left him with only one dollar in his bank account and he felt incredibly nauseous at the thought.
After taking a shower, he read the paper and made himself some canned soup for supper. Not the most filling meal but it would have to do until things got better, which things would without a doubt.
With nothing left to do for the day and feeling more than a little discouraged, he climbed into bed and drifted off to a sleep of hopes and dreams.
To the reader-the story seems really boring right now. But exactly what do you say about a guy living alone on an island? So keep reading till you get to about chapter 1.8 when it all starts to get really good! And better and then even amazing!
Thanks for reading!
that shark reminds me of my day visit at Miami Beach and how everyone ran out of the water because of the shark. I hate those people on sea-doos. They rile the sharks up, make them agitated and that's when they usually strike. ***sigh.
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Classic case of man encroaching on natures territory!
ReplyDeletePoor Ian! Hoping things will start looking up soon!
ReplyDeleteScary shark story. And I so love the ocean! sigh