"Boy I hate this stuiped trip. All were going to do is fall of the
earth. Or it sure seemes like it. In front of us is only sea, sea, sea.
It's making me sick."
"Well" I said, "We must pray. What should I say brave Columbus?"
said I.
"Pray say sail on sail on and on."
"Oh shut up" I thought. "Everyone is hungry, tiered and weak please
turn back" said I.
"What shallI say in the morning?" I asked.
"Why at the break of day say, 'Sail on sail on and on'.
"Is that all you can say" I thought. We sailed and sailed adn sailed
until I said, "We are so far away now, not even God would
know if we fell dead right now. Please tell me what to say." He
said,
"Sail on! sail on! and on!" Then we sailed and sailed and sailed
and sailed. Then at last said I, "This sea is mad, he is going to eat
us up if there is one good word to say please say it when all hope
is one.
"Sail on." said he, "Sail on and on and on" I thought "I'm so tiered
I can't een tink of any bad words to call him." Then all tired
and worn he stayed on oard and looked through the water and called
the most blessed words I had ever heard. "land, land,
land."
Columbus was very brave and he taught us a lesson. "Whenever you're
in dought say, 'Sail on sail on and on'"
The End
