defining moments in the cay by fx25Mk

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									Defining Moments
   in The Cay
                  featuring
           Open-Minded Portraits
            of Timothy and Phillip
        (plus a few of my own ideas)



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          Meeting      Survival     Blindness



           Island       Worried      ‘Help’



            Work         Skin        Fever



           Fishing       Palm       Hurricane
 Chapter 3 (Timothy and Phillip are adrift on a raft at sea)
 That lonely sea, and the sharp pains in my head, and the
 knowledge that I was here alone with a black man instead of my
 mother made me break into tears. Finally the black man said,
 looking at me from bloodshot eyes, “Now, young bahss, I mos’ feel
 like dat my own self, Timothy, but ‘twould be of no particular use to
 do dat, eh?’




                                       Meeting
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 Chapter 3 (Timothy and Phillip are adrift on a raft at sea)
 That lonely sea, and the sharp pains in my head, and the
 knowledge that I was here alone with a black man instead of my
 mother made me break into tears. Finally the black man said,
 looking at me from bloodshot eyes, “Now, young bahss, I mos’ feel
 like dat my own self, Timothy, but ‘twould be of no particular use to
 do dat, eh?’

                                         This poor boy is
                                       very frightened. I’ll
                                      let him know that I’m
                                        here with him and
                                      he needn’t be afraid.



                                       Meeting
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 Chapter 3 (Timothy and Phillip are adrift on a raft at sea)
 That lonely sea, and the sharp pains in my head, and the
 knowledge that I was here alone with a black man instead of my
 mother made me break into tears. Finally the black man said,
 looking at me from bloodshot eyes, “Now, young bahss, I mos’ feel
 like dat my own self, Timothy, but ‘twould be of no particular use to
 do dat, eh?’

                                  I’m really afraid of
                                 the terrible sea and
                                   I’m scared of this
                                 strange man called
                                        Timothy.



                                       Meeting
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 Chapter 3 (Timothy and Phillip are adrift on a raft at sea)
 That lonely sea, and the sharp pains in my head, and the
 knowledge that I was here alone with a black man instead of my
 mother made me break into tears. Finally the black man said,
 looking at me from bloodshot eyes, “Now, young bahss, I mos’ feel
 like dat my own self, Timothy, but ‘twould be of no particular use to
 do dat, eh?’

                                           The first indication
                                           that Timothy is not
                                              only wise and
                                            practical, but also
                                                  caring.



                                       Meeting
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 Chapter 3 (Timothy works to ensure their survival at sea)
 I then watched as he used his powerful arms and hands to rip up
 boards from the outside edges of the raft. He pounded them back
 together on cleats, forming two triangles; then he jammed the
 bases into slots between the raft boards. He stripped off his shirt
 and his pants, then demanded mine. Soon we had a flimsy
 shelter from the burning sun.




                                       Survival
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 Chapter 3 (Timothy works to ensure their survival at sea)
 I then watched as he used his powerful arms and hands to rip up
 boards from the outside edges of the raft. He pounded them back
 together on cleats, forming two triangles; then he jammed the
 bases into slots between the raft boards. He stripped off his shirt
 and his pants, then demanded mine. Soon we had a flimsy
 shelter from the burning sun.

                                       We could die under
                                       this blazing sun if I
                                        don’t quickly use
                                       what little we have
                                        to build a shelter.



                                       Survival
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 Chapter 3 (Timothy works to ensure their survival at sea)
 I then watched as he used his powerful arms and hands to rip up
 boards from the outside edges of the raft. He pounded them back
 together on cleats, forming two triangles; then he jammed the
 bases into slots between the raft boards. He stripped off his shirt
 and his pants, then demanded mine. Soon we had a flimsy
 shelter from the burning sun.

                                What on earth is he
                                 doing? Why is he
                                 taking his clothes
                                off? Oh, he’s made
                                 a shelter from the
                                        sun.


                                       Survival
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 Chapter 3 (Timothy works to ensure their survival at sea)
 I then watched as he used his powerful arms and hands to rip up
 boards from the outside edges of the raft. He pounded them back
 together on cleats, forming two triangles; then he jammed the
 bases into slots between the raft boards. He stripped off his shirt
 and his pants, then demanded mine. Soon we had a flimsy
 shelter from the burning sun.
                                           Timothy was not
                                          only wise, but also
                                           strong. Years at
                                          sea prepared him
                                             well for such
                                            emergencies.



                                       Survival
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 Chapter 4 (Phillip has just realised he cannot see)
 “I don’t feel any pain, Timothy. The pain has gone away.” I guess
 he was trying to think it all out. In a few minutes, he answered,
 “Once, ovah ‘round Barbados, a mahn ‘ad an outrageous crack on
 d’ead when a sailin’ boom shift. Dis mahn was blin’ too. Tree
 whole day ‘e saw d’night. Den it true went away.”




                                     Blindness
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 Chapter 4 (Phillip has just realised he cannot see)
 “I don’t feel any pain, Timothy. The pain has gone away.” I guess
 he was trying to think it all out. In a few minutes, he answered,
 “Once, ovah ‘round Barbados, a mahn ‘ad an outrageous crack on
 d’ead when a sailin’ boom shift. Dis mahn was blin’ too. Tree
 whole day ‘e saw d’night. Den it true went away.”


                                       This is bad. I must
                                        reassure him that
                                      his sight could come
                                      back. I remember it
                                         happened once
                                              before.


                                     Blindness
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 Chapter 4 (Phillip has just realised he cannot see)
 “I don’t feel any pain, Timothy. The pain has gone away.” I guess
 he was trying to think it all out. In a few minutes, he answered,
 “Once, ovah ‘round Barbados, a mahn ‘ad an outrageous crack on
 d’ead when a sailin’ boom shift. Dis mahn was blin’ too. Tree
 whole day ‘e saw d’night. Den it true went away.”


                                I’m really frightened.
                                   What does he
                                  mean? Is there a
                                chance my sight will
                                       return.



                                     Blindness
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 Chapter 4 (Phillip has just realised he cannot see)
 “I don’t feel any pain, Timothy. The pain has gone away.” I guess
 he was trying to think it all out. In a few minutes, he answered,
 “Once, ovah ‘round Barbados, a mahn ‘ad an outrageous crack on
 d’ead when a sailin’ boom shift. Dis mahn was blin’ too. Tree
 whole day ‘e saw d’night. Den it true went away.”


                                           I think this was a
                                           situation beyond
                                                Timothy’s
                                          experience and he
                                           was very worried
                                          about the outcome.



                                     Blindness
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 Chapter 6 (Timothy has spotted a very small island)
 I said, “Timothy, wouldn’t it better if we stayed on the raft and
 found a big island with people on it?” I said, “I don’t want to go on
 that island.” I don’t think there was anyone on earth as stubborn
 as old Timothy. There was steel in his voice when he answered,
 “We be goin’ on dat islan’, young bahss. Dat be true.”




                                          Island
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 Chapter 6 (Timothy has spotted a very small island)
 I said, “Timothy, wouldn’t it better if we stayed on the raft and
 found a big island with people on it?” I said, “I don’t want to go on
 that island.” I don’t think there was anyone on earth as stubborn
 as old Timothy. There was steel in his voice when he answered,
 “We be goin’ on dat islan’, young bahss. Dat be true.”


                                       We are in peril out
                                       at sea. We will be
                                       much safer on land,
                                       even if the island is
                                          uninhabited.



                                          Island
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 Chapter 6 (Timothy has spotted a very small island)
 I said, “Timothy, wouldn’t it better if we stayed on the raft and
 found a big island with people on it?” I said, “I don’t want to go on
 that island.” I don’t think there was anyone on earth as stubborn
 as old Timothy. There was steel in his voice when he answered,
 “We be goin’ on dat islan’, young bahss. Dat be true.”


                                  I don’t want to be
                                   stuck with an old
                                 man I don’t trust on
                                    an uninhabited
                                 island in the middle
                                      of nowhere.


                                          Island
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 Chapter 6 (Timothy has spotted a very small island)
 I said, “Timothy, wouldn’t it better if we stayed on the raft and
 found a big island with people on it?” I said, “I don’t want to go on
 that island.” I don’t think there was anyone on earth as stubborn
 as old Timothy. There was steel in his voice when he answered,
 “We be goin’ on dat islan’, young bahss. Dat be true.”


                                             I would trust
                                         Timothy here as his
                                          knowledge of the
                                            area, plus his
                                           survival instincts
                                         would be lifesavers.



                                          Island
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 Chapter 7 (Timothy has realised where their cay lies)
 I said, “You are worried about something, Timothy. Please tell me
 the truth. I’m old enough to know.” Timothy waited a long time
 before answering, probably trying to choose the right words.
 Finally he said, “Young bahss, dere is, in dis part of d’sea, a few lil’
 cays like dis one, surround on bot’ sides by hombug banks. Dey
 are cut off from d’res’ o’ d’sea by dese banks …”




                                       Worried
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 Chapter 7 (Timothy has realised where their cay lies)
 I said, “You are worried about something, Timothy. Please tell me
 the truth. I’m old enough to know.” Timothy waited a long time
 before answering, probably trying to choose the right words.
 Finally he said, “Young bahss, dere is, in dis part of d’sea, a few lil’
 cays like dis one, surround on bot’ sides by hombug banks. Dey
 are cut off from d’res’ o’ d’sea by dese banks …”
                                     Nobody ever sails into
                                     this region. We could
                                      be stuck on this cay
                                     for a long time. I may
                                        not live to see us
                                             rescued.



                                       Worried
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 Chapter 7 (Timothy has realised where their cay lies)
 I said, “You are worried about something, Timothy. Please tell me
 the truth. I’m old enough to know.” Timothy waited a long time
 before answering, probably trying to choose the right words.
 Finally he said, “Young bahss, dere is, in dis part of d’sea, a few lil’
 cays like dis one, surround on bot’ sides by hombug banks. Dey
 are cut off from d’res’ o’ d’sea by dese banks …”

                                  Is he trying to tell
                                me that we won’t be
                                rescued? Why is he
                                   so hesitant? Is
                                 there another issue
                                        here?


                                       Worried
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 Chapter 7 (Timothy has realised where their cay lies)
 I said, “You are worried about something, Timothy. Please tell me
 the truth. I’m old enough to know.” Timothy waited a long time
 before answering, probably trying to choose the right words.
 Finally he said, “Young bahss, dere is, in dis part of d’sea, a few lil’
 cays like dis one, surround on bot’ sides by hombug banks. Dey
 are cut off from d’res’ o’ d’sea by dese banks …”

                                            Timothy is very
                                             worried, as he
                                            realises he may
                                            have to prepare
                                            Phillip for a long
                                            stay on the cay.


                                       Worried
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 Chapter 8 (Timothy asks Phillip for assistance)
 I guess Timothy was standing there looking at me, waiting for me
 to say something or do something. I heard him say, “Well, young
 bahss.” “What do we do now?” I asked. His voice now impatient,
 he said, “Say somethin’ wid d’rock, wid many rock; eeevery rock
 be sayin’ somethin’ …” I frowned at him. “I don’t think I can help
 you, Timothy. I can’t see any rocks.”




                                           ‘Help’
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 Chapter 8 (Timothy asks Phillip for assistance)
 I guess Timothy was standing there looking at me, waiting for me
 to say something or do something. I heard him say, “Well, young
 bahss.” “What do we do now?” I asked. His voice now impatient,
 he said, “Say somethin’ wid d’rock, wid many rock; eeevery rock
 be sayin’ somethin’ …” I frowned at him. “I don’t think I can help
 you, Timothy. I can’t see any rocks.”

                                       I know we need to
                                       write something on
                                      the sand for the pilot
                                       to read, but I don’t
                                       know how to write.



                                           ‘Help’
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 Chapter 8 (Timothy asks Phillip for assistance)
 I guess Timothy was standing there looking at me, waiting for me
 to say something or do something. I heard him say, “Well, young
 bahss.” “What do we do now?” I asked. His voice now impatient,
 he said, “Say somethin’ wid d’rock, wid many rock; eeevery rock
 be sayin’ somethin’ …” I frowned at him. “I don’t think I can help
 you, Timothy. I can’t see any rocks.”

                                I’m blind. I’m relying
                                   on you, Timothy.
                                   Don’t you know
                                  what to do? How
                                 can I possibly be of
                                         use?


                                           ‘Help’
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 Chapter 8 (Timothy asks Phillip for assistance)
 I guess Timothy was standing there looking at me, waiting for me
 to say something or do something. I heard him say, “Well, young
 bahss.” “What do we do now?” I asked. His voice now impatient,
 he said, “Say somethin’ wid d’rock, wid many rock; eeevery rock
 be sayin’ somethin’ …” I frowned at him. “I don’t think I can help
 you, Timothy. I can’t see any rocks.”
                                           Here we see the
                                           responsibility for
                                           survival begin to
                                          shift from Timothy
                                         to Phillip for the first
                                                  time.



                                           ‘Help’
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 Chapter 9 (Timothy puts pressure on Phillip to work)
 After we’d torn the vines out, and he was weaving the rope, he
 said, “Young bahss, you mus’ begin to help wid d’udder wark.” My
 hands were tired from pulling the vines, and I just wanted to sit
 and think. I didn’t want to work. I said, “Timothy, I’m blind. I can’t
 see to work.” I heard him cutting something with his sharp knife.
 He replied softly, “D’han’ is not blin’.”




                                           Work
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 Chapter 9 (Timothy puts pressure on Phillip to work)
 After we’d torn the vines out, and he was weaving the rope, he
 said, “Young bahss, you mus’ begin to help wid d’udder wark.” My
 hands were tired from pulling the vines, and I just wanted to sit
 and think. I didn’t want to work. I said, “Timothy, I’m blind. I can’t
 see to work.” I heard him cutting something with his sharp knife.
 He replied softly, “D’han’ is not blin’.”

                                         Now is the time I
                                        must teach Phillip
                                       survival tasks. First
                                        he must learn that
                                        his blindness is no
                                             handicap.


                                           Work
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 Chapter 9 (Timothy puts pressure on Phillip to work)
 After we’d torn the vines out, and he was weaving the rope, he
 said, “Young bahss, you mus’ begin to help wid d’udder wark.” My
 hands were tired from pulling the vines, and I just wanted to sit
 and think. I didn’t want to work. I said, “Timothy, I’m blind. I can’t
 see to work.” I heard him cutting something with his sharp knife.
 He replied softly, “D’han’ is not blin’.”

                                 Timothy can see. I
                                can’t. Surely it is up
                                to him to ensure our
                                  survival. Does he
                                 trust me to use my
                                       hands?


                                           Work
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 Chapter 9 (Timothy puts pressure on Phillip to work)
 After we’d torn the vines out, and he was weaving the rope, he
 said, “Young bahss, you mus’ begin to help wid d’udder wark.” My
 hands were tired from pulling the vines, and I just wanted to sit
 and think. I didn’t want to work. I said, “Timothy, I’m blind. I can’t
 see to work.” I heard him cutting something with his sharp knife.
 He replied softly, “D’han’ is not blin’.”
                                           Rather than force
                                           Phillip to learn to
                                          survive alone with a
                                          major task, Timothy
                                            has chosen an
                                             easy one first.



                                           Work
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 Chapter 10 (Phillip begins to wonder why skin colour is an issue)
 I told him that my mother didn’t like black people and asked him why.
 He answered slowly, “ I don’ like some white people my own self, but
 ‘twould be outrageous if I didn’ like any o’ dem.” Wanting to hear it
 from Timothy, I asked him why there were different colours of skin,
 white and black, brown and red, and he laughed back, “Why b’feesh
 different colour, or flower b’different colour? I true don’ know, Phill-
 eep, but I true tink beneath d’skin is all d’same.”




                                            Skin
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 Chapter 10 (Phillip begins to wonder why skin colour is an issue)
 I told him that my mother didn’t like black people and asked him why.
 He answered slowly, “ I don’ like some white people my own self, but
 ‘twould be outrageous if I didn’ like any o’ dem.” Wanting to hear it
 from Timothy, I asked him why there were different colours of skin,
 white and black, brown and red, and he laughed back, “Why b’feesh
 different colour, or flower b’different colour? I true don’ know, Phill-
 eep, but I true tink beneath d’skin is all d’same.”

                                        Skin colour does
                                      not matter to me. I
                                      simply judge people
                                        on their personal
                                         qualities alone.



                                            Skin
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 Chapter 10 (Phillip begins to wonder why skin colour is an issue)
 I told him that my mother didn’t like black people and asked him why.
 He answered slowly, “ I don’ like some white people my own self, but
 ‘twould be outrageous if I didn’ like any o’ dem.” Wanting to hear it
 from Timothy, I asked him why there were different colours of skin,
 white and black, brown and red, and he laughed back, “Why b’feesh
 different colour, or flower b’different colour? I true don’ know, Phill-
 eep, but I true tink beneath d’skin is all d’same.”

                                 My mother does not
                                   trust people with
                                 coloured skin. Yet
                                  this black man is
                                  kind and caring. I
                                  don’t understand.

                                            Skin
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 Chapter 10 (Phillip begins to wonder why skin colour is an issue)
 I told him that my mother didn’t like black people and asked him why.
 He answered slowly, “ I don’ like some white people my own self, but
 ‘twould be outrageous if I didn’ like any o’ dem.” Wanting to hear it
 from Timothy, I asked him why there were different colours of skin,
 white and black, brown and red, and he laughed back, “Why b’feesh
 different colour, or flower b’different colour? I true don’ know, Phill-
 eep, but I true tink beneath d’skin is all d’same.”

                                          Timothy has used a
                                          clever analogy here.
                                          Being blind, Phillip is
                                            realising that skin
                                           colour is irrelevant.



                                            Skin
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 Chapter 12 (Timothy almost drowns while suffering from malaria)
 Timothy said weakly, “How did I get downg ‘ere?” I told him he’d
 run down the hill. “Dat debil, d’fever,” Timothy sighed. I said, “You
 went into the water. You scared me, Timothy.” “Dat be true,” he
 said. “My ‘ead burn wid fire, an’ I put it out.” I helped him to his
 feet and we went up the hill together, Timothy leaning on me for
 support for the first time. He never really regained his strength.




                                          Fever
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 Chapter 12 (Timothy almost drowns while suffering from malaria)
 Timothy said weakly, “How did I get downg ‘ere?” I told him he’d
 run down the hill. “Dat debil, d’fever,” Timothy sighed. I said, “You
 went into the water. You scared me, Timothy.” “Dat be true,” he
 said. “My ‘ead burn wid fire, an’ I put it out.” I helped him to his
 feet and we went up the hill together, Timothy leaning on me for
 support for the first time. He never really regained his strength.

                                       I’m feeling very old
                                        and weak. I don’t
                                         know how much
                                         longer I can last.
                                      There is still much to
                                                do.


                                          Fever
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 Chapter 12 (Timothy almost drowns while suffering from malaria)
 Timothy said weakly, “How did I get downg ‘ere?” I told him he’d
 run down the hill. “Dat debil, d’fever,” Timothy sighed. I said, “You
 went into the water. You scared me, Timothy.” “Dat be true,” he
 said. “My ‘ead burn wid fire, an’ I put it out.” I helped him to his
 feet and we went up the hill together, Timothy leaning on me for
 support for the first time. He never really regained his strength.

                                      Timothy is
                                 weakening. Now I
                                 understand why he
                                  is teaching me to
                                    survive alone.



                                          Fever
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 Chapter 12 (Timothy almost drowns while suffering from malaria)
 Timothy said weakly, “How did I get downg ‘ere?” I told him he’d
 run down the hill. “Dat debil, d’fever,” Timothy sighed. I said, “You
 went into the water. You scared me, Timothy.” “Dat be true,” he
 said. “My ‘ead burn wid fire, an’ I put it out.” I helped him to his
 feet and we went up the hill together, Timothy leaning on me for
 support for the first time. He never really regained his strength.
                                          Phillip is now aware
                                          that Timothy is very
                                            vulnerable. The
                                          responsibility for his
                                             own survival is
                                            shifting to Phillip.



                                          Fever
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 Chapter 13 (Timothy teaches Phillip to fish on the reef)
 He took my hand to have me feel all around the edges of the hole.
 The coral had been smoothed over by centuries of sea wash.
 “Now, reach downg ‘ere,” Timothy said, “an’ tug off d’ mussel.” I
 put my hand into the warm water, kneeling down over the ledge
 and felt a mussel. But in ripping it loose, I lost my balance and
 only Timothy’s hand prevented me from falling in.




                                        Fishing
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 Chapter 13 (Timothy teaches Phillip to fish on the reef)
 He took my hand to have me feel all around the edges of the hole.
 The coral had been smoothed over by centuries of sea wash.
 “Now, reach downg ‘ere,” Timothy said, “an’ tug off d’ mussel.” I
 put my hand into the warm water, kneeling down over the ledge
 and felt a mussel. But in ripping it loose, I lost my balance and
 only Timothy’s hand prevented me from falling in.

                                          It might have
                                       seemed impossible
                                        before, but I must
                                       teach Phillip how to
                                         catch food with
                                       some urgency now.


                                        Fishing
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 Chapter 13 (Timothy teaches Phillip to fish on the reef)
 He took my hand to have me feel all around the edges of the hole.
 The coral had been smoothed over by centuries of sea wash.
 “Now, reach downg ‘ere,” Timothy said, “an’ tug off d’ mussel.” I
 put my hand into the warm water, kneeling down over the ledge
 and felt a mussel. But in ripping it loose, I lost my balance and
 only Timothy’s hand prevented me from falling in.

                                 Once I would have
                                believed I could never
                                   do this, but now I
                                know that I must try to
                                  learn as much as I
                                   can from Timothy.


                                        Fishing
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 Chapter 13 (Timothy teaches Phillip to fish on the reef)
 He took my hand to have me feel all around the edges of the hole.
 The coral had been smoothed over by centuries of sea wash.
 “Now, reach downg ‘ere,” Timothy said, “an’ tug off d’ mussel.” I
 put my hand into the warm water, kneeling down over the ledge
 and felt a mussel. But in ripping it loose, I lost my balance and
 only Timothy’s hand prevented me from falling in.
                                             Timothy is now
                                               shifting the
                                            responsibility for
                                             gathering food
                                             entirely over to
                                                  Phillip.



                                        Fishing
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 Chapter 13 (Phillip climbs the palm tree for the first time)
 I knew that if I stopped now, I’d never climb it. I didn’t answer him
 but kept my hands and feet moving steadily. Then I heard him
 shout, “You b’getting’ to d’top.” Palm fronds brushed my head. I
 grasped the base of one to pull myself up. Timothy let out a roar
 of joy. Then he told me how to reach the coconuts.




                                           Palm
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 Chapter 13 (Phillip climbs the palm tree for the first time)
 I knew that if I stopped now, I’d never climb it. I didn’t answer him
 but kept my hands and feet moving steadily. Then I heard him
 shout, “You b’getting’ to d’top.” Palm fronds brushed my head. I
 grasped the base of one to pull myself up. Timothy let out a roar
 of joy. Then he told me how to reach the coconuts.


                                         At last Phillip has
                                           completed his
                                        ‘education’. Now I
                                         feel confident he
                                        can survive if I die.



                                           Palm
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 Chapter 13 (Phillip climbs the palm tree for the first time)
 I knew that if I stopped now, I’d never climb it. I didn’t answer him
 but kept my hands and feet moving steadily. Then I heard him
 shout, “You b’getting’ to d’top.” Palm fronds brushed my head. I
 grasped the base of one to pull myself up. Timothy let out a roar
 of joy. Then he told me how to reach the coconuts.


                                 Wow! I can do it. I
                                  can catch fish and
                                 get coconuts all by
                                   myself. I am no
                                longer dependent on
                                       Timothy.


                                           Palm
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 Chapter 13 (Phillip climbs the palm tree for the first time)
 I knew that if I stopped now, I’d never climb it. I didn’t answer him
 but kept my hands and feet moving steadily. Then I heard him
 shout, “You b’getting’ to d’top.” Palm fronds brushed my head. I
 grasped the base of one to pull myself up. Timothy let out a roar
 of joy. Then he told me how to reach the coconuts.


                                             Timothy’s job is
                                          almost done now. He
                                          has made sure Phillip
                                            has all of the tools
                                            and knowledge to
                                              survive alone.



                                           Palm
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 Chapter 15 (Timothy takes the brunt of the storm to protect Phillip)
 Timothy had been cut to ribbons by the wind, which drove the rain
 and tiny grains of sand before it. It had flayed his back and his
 legs until there were very few places that weren’t cut. He was
 bleeding, but there was nothing I could do to stop it. I found his
 hard, horny hand again, wrapped mine around it, and lay down
 beside him.




                                     Hurricane
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 Chapter 15 (Timothy takes the brunt of the storm to protect Phillip)
 Timothy had been cut to ribbons by the wind, which drove the rain
 and tiny grains of sand before it. It had flayed his back and his
 legs until there were very few places that weren’t cut. He was
 bleeding, but there was nothing I could do to stop it. I found his
 hard, horny hand again, wrapped mine around it, and lay down
 beside him.

                                         I know the end is
                                           near. I had to
                                        protect Phillip from
                                        the hurricane. It is
                                        my final gift to him.



                                     Hurricane
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 Chapter 15 (Timothy takes the brunt of the storm to protect Phillip)
 Timothy had been cut to ribbons by the wind, which drove the rain
 and tiny grains of sand before it. It had flayed his back and his
 legs until there were very few places that weren’t cut. He was
 bleeding, but there was nothing I could do to stop it. I found his
 hard, horny hand again, wrapped mine around it, and lay down
 beside him.

                                 This wonderful old
                                 man has sacrificed
                                 his own life to save
                                  mine. I will never
                                      forget him.



                                     Hurricane
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 Chapter 15 (Timothy takes the brunt of the storm to protect Phillip)
 Timothy had been cut to ribbons by the wind, which drove the rain
 and tiny grains of sand before it. It had flayed his back and his
 legs until there were very few places that weren’t cut. He was
 bleeding, but there was nothing I could do to stop it. I found his
 hard, horny hand again, wrapped mine around it, and lay down
 beside him.
                                          This is the end of a
                                             great warrior. A
                                            hero. A man who
                                            laid down his own
                                          life in the service of
                                                  another.



                                     Hurricane
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