So the antics of the
children on the ferry back from Manly were entertainment that I can only tell
you about.
One family of children
went straight to the hawsepipe at the bow of the ship and looked out it like a
porthole. One of the best lines (and I was not even sure that the kids these
days used this word…) was what the little girl yelled over to her brother on
the other side of the bow. She looked about six, he was probably a year older.
She looked out her little personal porthole and yelled with delight: “This is
so cool! Look at all the bubbles!”
The other funny sight
was the one of the little boy (from a different family) that was trying to see
over the gunwales. He was standing near the bow and just not quite tall enough
to see over the side. So he stepped back to the two big cleats that the mooring
lines pass through. These things were about a foot-and-a-half tall.
You could see the through
process as he ran it: He was only a few inches too short, this should be
perfect. So he scampered up onto the cleat. The problem is that the cleat was
further back from the bulkhead than it was tall. All the altitude he gained, he
lost in the act of leaning over toward the gunwale!
That of course, didn’t stop
him from trying the exact same thing on the other side with the identical cleat
on the other side of the bow! Optimism lives on in the young!
Wherever you are this
morning I hope that you have the courage to try even what might fail!
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