A Short Story : The Story Of Tuvalu '

When the ship finally arrived at America. I was feeling excited yet apprehensive. I felt excited to see this new world that had been all the talk on the ship. However, worry was practically eating my insides; where would we go? What would we do? Would wild animals attack us? How would we earn our living? Would there be savages waiting for us? Where were we landing? Would we be sent back? What would the people be like? Would I still be able to go to school? Would we have to live off the land? (If so, I could take Carlotta and Sancho with me)! I could not bear the thought of another few weeks cooped up in that ship. Of course, I was nervous, and there were butterflies in my stomach, too!

The days were spectacular, always sunny the deck was very fun to walk around and the meals were good as well. I was traveling third class with my eldest sister Mae she was 21 years old I was 15. Our Mother had bought us tickets to ride on the Titanic to America for a better life and enough time for us to start over. Our Mother gave us most of her life savings and leaving her was one of the hardest things me and my sister have ever had to do, we knew it would be the last time we ever saw her. I will never forget her last words to us “I love you both so much I want you to remember that your mother did everything she could to give you guys a good life. You will be in my thoughts everyday I can’t wait until you guys succeed in the ways I know you can.” After that she sent us onto the boat Mae and I couldn’t help but tear up a bit until we realized that she had every intention for us to be happy, so we decided we’d enjoy the

Father was on that ship. But more importantly, I needed to help the injured. I saw an old man being shot at. I ran to go help him, but… “BAM” I heard a tremendous boom, and then I heard nothing at all.

Alika was sure now as she watched the crew hop on board the ship. The storm was already creeping in. But at this point it was too late and she helplessly watched the horrified waves crash into all the sides of the ship and an immaculate gust of wind blow their sail’s abroad, trying to warn them of what was to come.

Upon boarding the ship my wife and children were separated from me. I did not know where they were or what they where going through for the duration of the ride. Nor did I know if they would be alive at the end of the trip. You see, we were among a slave ship. A ship with a crew that was so brutal, treating us in such cruel ways. I had never witnesses such brutality and neglect in my entire life.

...I was carried on board. I was immediately handled and tossed up to see if I was sound, by some of the crew; and I was now persuaded that I had got into a world of bad spirits, and that they were going to kill me. Their complexions too, differing so much from ours, their long hair, and the language they spoke,

The building has been completed on this new type of space shuttle and it was ready for launch so all of the crew boarded the shuttle to this distant land. Throughout, this long journey there had been tons of problems

“I'm on my way bro, just be patient” I only whispered for the long surface of the ship made an echo throughout the entire ship. After all this time on board I would finally do what I always wanted to do plant the flag of the United States on

We stood on the beach watching the ship sail away from us, they refused to take us any further. So there we stood watching, waiting, and praying for the best. It was just us women and children, the men had gone ahead and scouted out the area. We could still just barely see the ship on the horizon, fading into the distance. None of us dared to more for fear of losing sight of it, so we stood there, and did not move until none of us could see it. Then we stood some more, and waited until the men came back saying it was all clear. We all turned around at the same time and didn’t dare look back, our new life had begun, and that meant we were on our own.

We have reached land. I was the first person to get off the boat. I couldn't stand it any longer!

I watched from the top of a tree near the shore as the great ship maneuvered the shallow waters of our coast. It anchored far from shore and sent a small boat with a handful of men aboard. They were adorned

Through out the movie you hear a narrative of intimate thoughts and dialogue from key and characters. This narrative keeps the film in alignment and on track for the ending. At the end you see a young red head man leaning contemplatively at the edge of ship leaving the island watching other ships and land crafts approach the island attentively. Private First Class recites "Where is it that we were together? Who were you that l lived with?

The humidity and stench were overwhelming, but I kept thinking and reminding the children that it was going to be all worth it. I had only seen a few familiar faces, but most of them I had never seen before in my life. Before the first night ended, Maribel and the children had made a few friends on the ship. It was a good way to make the voyage go by faster, for when they were at play everything seemed to go faster.

I am so happy to see my family! Everyone is just like I remember them, except they are 12 years older. My mother squeezed me so tight that I thought she might break my bones. She had thought I was lost at sea forever. I told her about the sudden storm that swept our fishing boat away and our rescue by Captain Whitfield. I can only imagine what he and his whaling crew must have thought when I swam out to his boat. I’m sure it is quite unusual to come across three young teens who had been living for five months on a deserted island!

It felt astonishing to be on land again, but i felt bad for the people on the land. Our crew members were terrorizing the town by being drunk, bad behavior, and bringing and giving booze or beer to Hawaiians who had nothing to do with them. The whalers messed up some of the buildings by