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Maltese Falcon: A Whale of a Tale PDF Print E-mail


I really have a pretty simple life out here in the Northern Atlantic.  I swim, I eat, I sleep, and…yeah, that’s about it. 

 

Today, something very odd happened to me.  As I was doing my morning errands, I looked up and saw a big, black thing sitting on the surface.  It was hardly moving so I thought it was probably one of my buddies just taking a nap.  As I got closer, I realized it was much bigger than any of my friends.  I assumed it couldn’t be a cargo ship – they come out here to travel from one point to another.  They don’t just drift around with their engines off. 

 

I briefly surfaced to further investigate this thing and saw that it had 15 big white sails up, flapping around in the almost non-existent breeze.  This confused me even further; why would these silly people try to sail without any wind? 

 

As I was listening to the daily news on 93.7 F-I-N tonight, I heard that there is a race from the US to England happening this week, and several of my friends have seen other boats drifting around out here in the ocean.  The part I don’t understand is, if this is actually a race, why don’t these people just use their engines?  Wouldn’t they go faster that way?

 

I’ll be keeping an eye on these crazy people for the next few days – I could always use a good laugh! 

 

Willy the Whale

 

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