Pirate Adventures –
About five months ago, I was a pirate with a map, a wooden leg, and everything else that an efficient pirate needs. I even wore a hook at the end of my right hand. (I am left-handed, and therefore, I needed my left hand for signing important documents (such as The Clearinghouse Sweepstakes’ Contest, just in the unlikely event that I might not have found the buried treasure chest).
I liked how when I walked around, my wooden leg made that ‘thump, thump’ noise on the ship’s deck. I would even listen to disco music on my portable boom-box, so I could do my dance moves, and hear my wooden-leg knock against the deck, in a fast rhythm.
It only took one fall for my two front teeth to become loose, but it was the second fall which finally knocked them out completely. I was still able to keep to my seafood diet, though, since fish is not crunchy.
Being a pirate had always been my long-term career goal ever since I was old enough to start envisioning magnificent dreams!
I imagined being out in the deep blue ocean, among the fishes, and slick black dolphins, sailing on the untamed currents of the sea.
I would have a laminated, oak wood ship, with a huge azure-colored sail. My ship would look quaint on the outside, hiding the lavish inside living quarters, where I would find comfort from the harsh weather.
I turned back on the disco music because I thought it all had such a fantastic rhythm, together!
Anyway, this is just a meager recap of my secret life as a pirate.
Perhaps someday, I will tell you more about my adventures at sea. I must put the pen to rest now, though, as my good eye is becoming fatigued from overuse.