The Year of the Hangman – Period 5
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All (aboard) the (lieutenant) yelled. He turned the (vessel) out of the (channel). Him and his crew of (pirates) were destined for florida. they were going to trade with the settelments there.Raise the (mainmast) he said. full speed ahead! the waters were supposed to be ruff. The (bouyes) swayed in the waves bobing up and down as if somthing were pulling on it. The pirates began to have second thoughts about going out and wondered if they should go back to the (harbor). The lieutenant would have none of it then a (skirmish) broke out! The men set fire to the (cargo),and eventually it burned the whole boat to the bottom of the sea!
Finally its summer, and that means vacation. Every year around this time i get very excited because my family always takes a summer vacation. this year we are doing the same as last year we are all going down to the HARBOR and just lay on the private beach all day. No matter where you go you can always hear the faint sound of BUOY’S off in the horizon. when we get tired we make out way up to the WATERFRONT suite and just relax. of course with my sister and I in the same room for more than 2 minutes we always start a SKIRMISH which is way over exaggerated but what ever. Normally on our third day there we go down to the docks and just sail the day away like PIRATE’S sailing the seas and ofcourse my dad gets into character saying “all ABOARD the s.s. bass ” like a LIEUTENANT in the navy, dont ask me why he just does. we all climb into the big rig as the salty water splashes up against the HULL. We set sail and once again you can hear the buoy’s in the CHANNEL except this time its louder. i really love all the family vacations we take every year they are always so much fun, the only things i dont like is loading all our CARGO in to the car to go home!
She had promised herself to not shed a single tear—she was not weak, but worried for his fate. Her delectate hands held onto his roughened hands as they hurried off towards the dark {harbor} near the oddly-placed {channel}, each holding a forest green bag over their shoulders. She saw others coming towards the {waterfront}—late ones to come to the ship like herself. Azure eyes examined them all carefully, seeing as not all of them were as burly as her fiancé. How could such a crew be able to help in the war? There was no hope in these men, some were young boys. Maybe, just maybe he could stay back with her.
Rushed thoughts were cut off as Jeremy grabbed her shoulders, stopping her scurry off with him towards the large ship. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, running off away from the blonde. The brunette stepped {aboard} the ship, taking a second to gaze back at his lover by the shoreline. Ame stood there surprised, not exactly sure if she was to believe his sudden leaving towards the rivaling country. The soft creaks of the wood as more men rushed across the docks rang in her ears as the fought to keep her wild, blonde strands out of her mouth and eyes. There was nothing she could do now—certainly knowing so—and decided to stand there until the sun raised, a promise Ame didn’t keep to herself. It was around midnight already, a tiresome day she had never recovered from. The blonde slowly turned herself away from the grand boat, striding across the sand on the shore until she couldn’t hear the loud roar of the frantic seamen behind her.
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Hysterically running towards the beach, her breath hitched and heaved in her chest. In her pale hand was a crinkled, practically torn note upon professional {Royal Navy} addressed parchment. She had already twisted it many times, opening and folding it after reading. The black ink ran down the paper, drenched in tears. The note was almost illegible. So desperately she wanted the letter to be a fake—to hear the waves smacking against the {hull} of the familiar ship and watch as her soon-to-be husband walks off the {vessel} to meet her, but nothing came. Jeremy was now a memory only her heart now held…
She opened the torn letter once more, reading it one last time aloud, slurring her words:
“To whom it may concern,
We regret to inform you that Sir Jeremy Gabriel was killed upon The Griever, which has sunk completely in the Atlantic. He was a brave man, and died in action while defending his country against {pirates} in a ruthless {skirmish}. We do inform you of our apologies—”
Ame stopped mid-sentence, falling to the ground. Her knees dug into the damp sand, holding her face in her hands. She let the parchment blow away, feeling as her body went limp. The sticky grains of the sand stuck to her skin, causing her to scrape her arms before falling down on her bottom. She sat in the sand for some time—listening to the soft rings of the {buoy} in the far distance.
“Did ye hear about what happened in Tortuga?”
“Aye. Captain Sparrow came again with his crew of {pirates}, demanding all the rum, then left the next mornin’. Caused quite a scene they did, louder than usual on that island. They paid in {shillings} no less! Prob’ly found the treasure of Davy Jones…” the two old men, whom were former pirates, stiflingly snickered.
Captain Sparrow was a ruthless pirate. Sailing wherever he pleased, {aboard} their {vessel} with {masts} as black as the night sky, also called “The Black Pearl.” The crew was now heading for London, planning to speak with {Lieutenant} Hank.
“Mr. Cotton. I suggest you start {rigging} the sails better or you’re off my ship…” Sparrow instructed.
“Aye Captain,” he said as he pulled the rope harder to the west, directing the sail. They were sailing along the {channel} smoothly, like a knife slicing through soft butter. Suddenly, a loud splash was heard and a box was seen bobbing about in the water.
“…who allowed the {cargo} to go overboard?” The captain questioned calmly. The crew fell silent, and the only sound heard were the waves crashing against the ship’s {hull}. A man with rugged features stepped forward with a half drunken, half sorrowful look on his face. Then a brightly colored parrot flapped down from a pole onto a nearby crew member’s shoulder and squawked “Rawk, walk the plank.”
A swell of derisive laughter arose from the crew as the man was given 10 shillings for his services and then thrown overboard. He was forced to use the piece of floating cargo to get to a nearby island (if any) as the crew sailed on to London.
We were by the water front when you said you loved me so. The hull started to sink as my heart did too. You clung to the spars like they would save your life. The gangway swelled with water, as your shillings spilled to the gallows. The gunwale was now submerged in the water. I panicked on what to do, a skirmish was going on between my heart and my head. I didn’t want to leave you, but if i stayed i may never see the sandy white beaches again. You began rigging as if it would do anything, but the mainmast would not cooperate. As we took our last breaths and said our final good-byes i knew our hearts were separated and our ties were untied.
As we drove past the WATERFRONT hotels i knew we were getting close to the HARBOR. Soon we arrived. I was so excited to start my adventure. After we were settled ABOARD the VESSEL, we walked through the hallway, past the MARINEGUARD, to the casino. in the casino i was doing really well at poker. My palms were sweaty at the thought that i might lose all my money the first day. The next hand came up, pocket rockets (the nickname for two aces) were in my hand. i raised the bet to 5 SHILLINGS. LIEUTENANT James folded imediately, Mark followed suit. Marty called me, but i knew i had her beat! I raked in 10 shillings of gold in a single hand, what an accomplishment. As i walked back to my cabin, i was shaking from the celebration of my victory, unable to see straight now it seemed as though the MAINMAST was swaying. As usual when i tried to tell my friend he didn’t believe me. He said, “the MASTS arent swaying youre just drunk!” I made it back to my room, not remembering much, with just a few scratches on my arm from the SPARS. I must have passed out for hours because i had no idea where i was when i awoke.
When my privateers and I were about half a mile from the harbor we started to pack up the riggings. Everyone aboard was ready to land. We had been on the vessel for about a month. But off in the distance there were pirates. We tried to escape, but they were too fast. The pirates threatened to take our shillings and any other possessions, or else they would sink our ship. The lieutenant asked the captain what to do. I said we must act like we are surrendering , but as soon as they put their guard down we will attack. We only had three cannnons, so we should attack at the hull of their vessel which is the weakest part I noticed. The plan worked perfectly. It was flawless. We sunk their ship and escaped on a fast moving channel without a scratch.
Synonyms, Antonyms, or Examples of the word in another langauge…
Skirmish
Synonyms: combat, brush, battle, conflict fight, fray, warfare, and encounter.
Antonyms: concord, peace, and truce.
Language: Escarmouche..French
Gunwales
Synonyms: N/A
Antonyms: N/A
Language: Dollborde..German
The *marine guard* cleared the way to the *gangway* to let the military officials through. The men loaded *cargo* *aboard* the *vessels* full with bombs to get ready to take off form the *harbor* to Iraq. The *spars* finished loading the other vessel. They got the ok to take off for Iraq.They landed in Iraq and a *skirmish* was going on. The people in Iraq started bombing the Americans so they had to take off once again to help bomb them back. They dropped two bombs and then it quit down for the rest of the day. the men went into town to see if any one was causing mischief. while walking through town they got a little thristy so they paid 4 *shillings* for four sodas. then they heard a shot being fired they ran to see where it came from. they saw two men running from the seen with guns they shot a man about 5’7 about 20,25 years old. The men ran after the shouter they didn’t catch up with him but they found his gun.
“All (aboard)!” A voice bellowed cutting through the thick mist. “We must leave the (waterfront) at once! Raise the sails upon the(spars), and retrieve the anchor; we have to retreat from the (harbor) at once!”
“Yes cap’n.” The crew of (pirates) replied. Their (cargo) was mostly made up of stolen doubloons, for their greed surpassed their pity. The ship parted from the dock.
The captain was a tall man, faint of heart with a brittle red beard caused by wind-damage. He was meaty and his clothing needed a tailor’s assistance. Suddenly a ship began to follow the pirate’s (vessel).” They’re after us!” A ragged pirate yelled as he leaped off the ship into the oceans digestive track. The captain started spitting out commands like sunflower seed shells, and the crew scurried around like ants. “Steer towards the (channel)!” Captain John roared.
Within the time it takes to snap your fingers, a shadow-like figure flew through the clouds, penetrating through fog like a knife in marshmallows. “Ehhhhh.” The crew gasped as it hurtled towards the ship. It hit the (hull) within a mere second of their astonishment. “Well men, I guess we are food for the fishes now.” The captain said, turning around to confront them; but all that was there was the sound of a cornucopia of splashes hitting the water. The captain sighed then went into his watery grave. All that lay in the distance was (buoy) swaying back and fourth.
The ship of the royal navy left the harbor. Aboard the ship carrying traitors from the colonies and one their most prominent lieutenant injured. The traitors were to be hanged on the gallows. The ship was so full and over capacity that the hull was weight down by it. They went through gangways and survive,absolutely no one died during the trip. When they reach their destination,the marine guard helped unload the cargo while watching privateers sail away to help the troops in the colonies.
Word: vessel
Forms of the word: vesseled [noun]
vessels [noun]
Sentence from book: “We havent fun afoul of any the lst few trips, but two years ago they came near to sinking this very vessel” pg. 27
Word: shillings
Forms of the word: shilling [noun]
Sentence from the book: “An’t that what you had coming?” “Oh. Yes.” Hesitantly, Creighton picked up a shillin and turned it between his fingers. pg. 64
Vessels:noun
syn.air ship,boat
1.A hollow utensil, such as a cup,a vase,or a pitcher used as a container, especially for liquids.
2.especially one larger than a row boat, designed to navigate on water.
Sentence: The military vessel was used to carry bombs over Iraq.
Shillings:noun
syn.coin,currency
1. a coin used in the United Kingdom,worth one twentieth of a pound,5 new pence, or 12 old pence prior to 1927.
Sentence: I went to the market in down town London and bought a banana for two shillings.