Around+the+World

Type in the content of your page here. Around the world By Brett Weicht I woke up from the waves and my clock blasting “I’m on a boat and I’m going fast and….” This was the 40th day of my journey and I’m coming close to seeing land for the first time since I left. I set off on my journey October 13 from Cape Cod with enough food for getting to Africa and enough money when I run out of food. It’s another beautiful days as I go onto the deck of my sail boat “Saint Ben” named after my grandfather. The boat was a boat big enough for a small family but easy enough to sail with one person. The boat had a deck and below was a sleeping area with a small study with a lock and gun. I could only see the blueness for more than half that day until I saw a slight haze in the distance. There was land and I only have enough food for two more days’. I docked my boat and bought all the food needed to survive another month at sea. I went to a small bar in the town and met interesting people. The most interesting person was interested in to me and my journey. He kept on asking where I was going and who I was with we didn’t speak the same language making this very difficult. I went back on my boat and set sail once again with the sense that I was watched from the man in the bar. I had favorable wind for the next day and fell asleep at sunset. The next day I decide to stay and swim and dive a bit. I found a few oysters and a pearl while diving. The next day I went to the study, drank orange juice and figured that I should go thirty miles today. I rushed to the deck and started the day off. When I was having lunch I heard a noise in the distance sounding a bit like a motor boat coming my way. I stopped steering and looked for whatever was coming towards me. I saw the boat and it was about 200 yards away’. I waited to see what it was and when I saw a flag bearing a skull and cross bones I ran down the stairs to the study. I grabbed the gun and tried calling the police forgetting that it wasn’t 911 anymore since I was in another country. I tried frantically to call anyone for help and finally got it when there was a “thunk” on the side of the boat. I heard many voices speaking the language of the man in the bar. Then over all of them I heard the low deafening voice of the man from the bar and in plain English “find the boy”. There was a search up above and loud voices yelling everywhere and cheers when finding the money and pearl. I started thinking to myself why had the man spoke in the foreign language when I had seen him before. As I thought of the answer the door handle rattled and as clean as anything before the man on the other side exclaimed “It’s locked”. The others came as they had already finished they’re areas of the boat and loaded they’re things on the motor boat. After a few tries the door collapsed and I was shocked to see that the men had weapons far better than my small one so I hid it and let them capture me. I had mistaken the voice I heard that was the one of the leaders was not of the man I saw but that man was there in the crew. The leader, a built man with scars on his face and arms, looked down at me. The man spoke fluently in the other language (which I guess was some type of French) and English. He spoke to me    “What are you doing in these waters they are mine so you now are mine” I responded in a high pitched sound at first squeaking because of terror. “Sorry I didn’t know I’m trying to go around the world in my boat” I said The man’s voice came again “it is too late for that this is now my boat and you are either dead or slave.” I had to quickly make up my mind. I said in a lower voice now “I will be your slave.” They didn’t release me to load things on to their boat for a while. But after an hour they did and I put my plan into action. While I was being questioned I thought of a plan to escape. I went below and grabbed a knife I used for cutting food and I ran back up. I went to the motor boat and jumped on. I turned on the boat to get the attention of the pirates. I then poked several holes in the hull of the ship, tied some nearby rope to the throttle and jumped off. The pirates, not knowing I jumped off the boat all started sinking. They tried to get back on the sail boat when I pulled my end of the rope and they shot off. I let go of the rope and got on my sail boat. I repaired everything I could at sea then went to the coast of India. There I bought supplies and had my family send me money. I fully repaired my boat and got new supplies before finishing my journey safely.