Grace

=Sailing=

=I am sailing on the wide open sea. I notice something bright in the sky. Lightening! How could I have been so careless as to not pay attention? The sea gets rougher and rougher. I go down to the storage part of the ship down below. Sure enough, the water has leaked through the wooden walls and floor. I try to stop the water but it is too strong.=

=I go back up to see the sails start to rip apart. I make an attempt to fix up the sails when I trip over a loose board. I realize that there is water coming out like a river. I get clothes, towels, and any other thing that I could use to slow it down or even block it. I now get pails and buckets.=

=I pull the board back even harder. The smell of salt water is as strong as it can be. The water remains to flow to the edge of the boat. I make another attempt to stop the water from flowing. I make a hole in the part of the ship that doesn't have water below it. I twist the board back to reveal the second hole. There I put a large container right in the middle of the stream. All the water flows into the container. I mop up the rest of the water.=

=Below, the salt water is still rushing in. I swim down in to the storage room. I find a large hole. All of a sudden, I have an idea. I get another container. I tie it tightly against the hole. I did it! no more water is leaking in. Then I remember the container above. It must be full by now.=

=I go up and replace the container. I dump the other water overboard. I continue to do this until there isn't any water coming out of the hole and no water is coming in from the storage room. I now mop up the floor. The storm has died down a lot. I use table cloths and blankets to fix the sails. After a while, the sun was out and all was well.=