A Hero's Journey Across The Ocean

It was Clayton who climbed up and freed the boat, and Bud, a tall fat boy, who got the weight of it on his back to turn it into the water so that they could half float, half carry it to shore. All this took some time. Eva and Carol abandoned their log and waded out of the water. They walked overland to get their shoes and socks and bicycles. They did not need to come back this way but they came. They stood at the top of the hill, leaning on their bicycles. They did not go on home, but they did not sit down and frankly watch, either. They stood more or less facing each other, but glancing down at the water and at the boys struggling with the boat, as if they had just halted for a moment out of curiosity, and staying longer than they intended, to see what came of this unpromising project.

‘The windsurfer belongs to my buddy. It’s my first time. I don’t know how.’ His voice trembles. Is it from the cold?” (Spring, 2) “I reach into the cockpit and take out a rope. ‘Hold on.’ I toss the rope. He misses. I throw it again and he catches it.” (Spring, 2). Teresa is faced with a hard choice, but she does the right thing by helping the boy, even when it will

“Here’s what I say: let her climb to the royal yard. If she does it and comes down whole, and still is willing to serve, then I say let her sign.” The crew tells Charlotte she can be part of the crew if she climbs up to the royal yard and back down. She is so proper and such a lady that no one would expect her to ever even attempt to climb up or if she did try not make it down alive. Charlotte proved the crew and the captain wrong, she climbed up and back down.

The passage ends on a note of suspense like the storm is going to return. The tightening of the hatches foreshadows that something bad is coming in the way of the ship.

thrown back into the water. As she continues to think, her thoughts begin to grow, and to

The life in the ship is harsh and full of struggles which represent the typical life experience of human being.

Donning her brown and red striped jacket she rushed off down a series of corridors, shoving past crewmembers of little note and mechanic bots like ZZ-8 until she could find herself at the door of the captain's cabin. Her little heart was beating ever so fast as she lifted her shaking hand and rapped her knuckles against the steel frame.

Throughout the many storms, the weather was very fierce and the winds and waves were very high. They were practically stuck doing the same speed for days due to the sails that they had and the weather conditions that were disastrous. Soon however, John Howland, a hearty young man, was thrown overboard while working on the ship. However, Howland was able to catch ahold of the topsail halyards and climb up the rope to the lip of the water and was able to get back into the ship.

Context: Visiting the sea for the first time in the novel, Edna has an internal struggle with the temptations of the sea.

The captain is unkind and rude to his team, Charlotte does not like the stories the old man tells her. As they continue their journey, the ship hits the slow waters, and the young girl accidentally learns about the

She was puzzled. Did they want Annabel to follow them? Where would they lead her? Would they lead her out to safety? As she pondered these questions, she thought about all that she had lost. It was right in that moment that she decided she didn’t have much left to lose. As she stood up, her head started to spin, she remembered how she smashed her head in the car crash. Her memories of the crash grew stronger and stronger and she became even more distressed about her parents. Why weren’t they here with her, what had happened to

She arrived to the port on the black sea after walking for a day. In her mind it was worth it. When she saw a glimpse of the sail on Felix’s ship all of her pain seemed to disappear. As the ship reached the dock all of

At three minutes past the crack of dawn, Captain Eliza Talbot had yelled back to her men with utmost urgency to raise the sails. Yet no matter how her voice sliced through the torrential downpour and prevailing gusts of wind, they couldn't seem to hear her cries. Six respective views were blinded by droplets of unforgiving rain water. One, clutching his hip, moved from where his fellow crew members lay on the wooden floorboards. His glasses were broken into the smallest shards and were washed away with his closest companions. A gash, the largest of dozens of injuries, sent a powerful surge of pain throughout the feeble man's body, tossing him to his knees. Hands trembling, he shifted his arms like stiff poles- left, right, left, right,

As she was boarding the plane, all she could think about were those physical features that she wanted to see. While she was on the plane, the person beside her started to talk to her… he asked if she had heard about the Mediterranean Sea. She had never heard of that sea before, so she looked it up

her mind and does not board the ship with Frank. She clings to the pier railing “like a helpless