Jada
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Toru sat on the floor. He was not in any mood to talk to me, I did not blame him. I had grown up with sailors as did he, but not french sailors. French sailors are snobs, most can speak english on this ship but I wasn't about to tell Toru. As I said before French sailors are snobs. I am better than I was but still have my mothers upturned nose additude towards life. But being half Norweigian has humbled me a bit.
I just stared at Toru who was singing some song....he told me the name and I still can't remember but another song, one my mother sang came into my head.I started humming it and then started singing,
"He was a saucy sailor boy
Who'd come from afar,
To ask a maid to be the bride
Of a poor Jack tar.
The maiden, a poor fisher girl,
Stood close by his side;
With scornful look she answered thus;
I'll not be your bride.
You're mad to think I'd marry you
Too ragged you are;
Begone, you saucy sailor boy,
Begone you Jack tar.
I've money in my pocket, love,
And bright gold in store;
These clothes of mine are all in rags,
But coin can buy more.
Though black my hands my gold is clean
So I'll sail afar,
A fairer maid than you, I ween,
Will wed this Jack tar.
Stay! Stay! you saucy sailor boy,
Do not sail afar;
I love you and will marry you,
You silly Jack tar.
'Twas but to tease I answered so,
I thought you could guess
That when a maiden answers no
She always means yes.
Begone you pretty fisher girl,
Too artful are you;
So spake the saucy sailor boy,
Gone was her Jack tar."
I looked up to see James standing in the doorway, a snile upon his face.
"I seem to remember another woman who sang that song,but how can I forget the voice of a girl as pretty as you Jada."
Toru stood up and looked at me confused again because of course James was talking in French.
"It is ok Toru,this is James the captain."
Toru stood as tall and proud as he could.
James tried to muster up the best English possible,"Hellou Torue,I ama peroud to hava you upona my shipia." His french accent was so thick that is sounded like another lanagage all together.
Toru just stared him down, i stared between the two of them.
I broke ther staring contest by asking James about his comment, "the one about my voice"
"I am suprised you do not remember the little boy, the one who wittled u birds everyday."
"How did you know bout that?"
"That is me."
"You can't be, you're Chester's brother!"
"Ha! Chester is a friend who likes to believe we are related, not more blood is shared between us than you and I."
"I am so confused." I replied, "Why bring this up now?."
Sunday, January 27, 2008
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