Blog 11 - Wild Boys

Our ships captain and I saw a big cloud of smoke coming from an island and so we decided we should go check it out and see if there are any people stranded. When we got to the beaches shallowest part we could go to, the sailors heaved the anchor over the ship. We made anchor near the shore. The beach was clear but the vibrant flames beaming up were so frightening that I wouldn't expect anyone to be here or even alive. I visualized that there were people living here and made a fire but there was an accident were the fire could have gotten out of control. Once I came down from the ship I stepped onto the beach and stood there staring at the fire. Then I heard ululations coming from within the forest. A boy came tumbling out of the forest as if he was running from something dangerous. Behind him was a big line of boys with spears looking like savages. The boys cowered back. They seemed frightened at the sight of seeing me. I asked, "Who is the leader?" The boy in front of me said, "I am!" He said it we a proud but nervous voice. I asked him to then elaborate on what is happening with the fire and the dirty boys. They were all messy and not dressed as they should. Apparently they have been on this island for several months with no adults, they haven't brushed their teeth, or bathe with soap.