The Hawaiians: A Short Story

I arrived at the islands just yesterday, at the crack of dawn. I was a mess when I arrived; I reeked of horrible body odor. My clothes were soaked with salt water, and were as rigid as a board. In addition, I had sea sickness, too, so I spent most of the travel throwing up and having diarrhea. However, when we arrived at the islands, everything seemed to be perfectly pristine. The islands were pure paradise, filled with sunshine, delectable food, and breathtaking sceneries.We drank and played the whole night, including our captain. In a couple of weeks, though, I’m going out to sea again to whale. When we catch the whales, I’ll be rich from the oil, and our family will flourish and prosper. I am truly looking forward to whaling, but before that, we had more items to trade with the Hawaiians. As soon as we docked, we began trading and bargaining, and the harbor was soon filled with transactions with the Hawaiians. The Hawaiians were very eager to exchange simple, everyday things such as sugar or coffee for an invaluable item such …show more content…
Because some of our crew deserted our ship, the captain declared that we are going to recruit some Hawaiians. I understood why some of them deserted us, although the thought of abandoning still makes me feel dishonored. The Hawaiians are superb sailors, though; they know everything about the sea that would have taken me years to learn. Then, we learned that just before we came to this land, apparently a new law was passed that only officially permitted Hawaiians can leave the island. The captain was very displeased, and I felt disappointed. The Hawaiians are claiming that us foreigners recruit too many Hawaiians, and since this will be a dangerous journey, they don’t want the Hawaiian population to decline. I must admit, I don’t see a problem. The whaling was slightly dangerous, sure, but it’s worth the risk. They would be rich, and yet they are refusing the opportunity that’s knocking on their