MOANA

Hi guys  this is a short story written for the purpose of my assessment and this is the unedited version of it as I tired my hardest  not to eliminate anything as I did in my assessment so hope you enjoy....

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Marooned in the middle of an uncaring sea, the morning sun rises, the interminable rays of the sun colouring the majestic blue sky, a solitary albatross glides across the horizon, the sounds of waves, slapping the side of the life-raft in a slow rhythm.

It has been sixty-three days since our boat with ninety four people set off from our home shores, seeking asylum from an oppressive and violent regime. Now we are lost and the adults assume we have not drifted too far from this spot for almost a month now. The boat drifts to its own rhythm but I can't see any difference. The days and nights roll into one as the sun rises and sets and progress seems painfully absent.

Entering the sea from an uncaring homeland, Daddy told me the two of us we can get to Australia in days. It's been sixty three now. We're lost and I miss Mom badly.

I heard more people talking about how were they to cope with feeding children. There are five children including me. We want to play but I don't have strength. I want to talk but my voice is now a mere whisper and I want to cry but there is not enough tears in my eyes.

It has been a month since we last ate well. We had copious supplies when we departed. More than enough but our navigator incorrectly informed us all we had reached the destination, so in our haste, we chucked all the food in the ocean. Two days later, we were told it was a wrong assumption. A few men argued but I heard it was a GPS failure and now we are lost in the wide ocean with no food.

I do little but stare at the dark blue ocean that surrounds us all. Movement is difficult as my body loses strength. Thankfully my nausea cause by the constant motion of the seas has stopped, I can't do anything except to watch the endless horizon and think.

One calm evening when the sun is setting and the albatross flew back to their homes, I heard a vice "Mohana, Mohana..." I am surprised as there is always a dead silence in the boat, sometimes crying but mostly silence. Who was that? I looked around, mostly everyone was sleeping except for the few crying noises. They look dead and no one had energy to talk.

I heard the voice again "Mohana I am here..."

I looked, where the voice came from, I was dumbstruck seeing the scene in front of me... It was breathe taking... the sun said "bye" by colouring the skyline in brilliant hues of lavender and rich blue wisps of cloud cannot fail to draw gasps of wonder, the sea reflects the mesmerizing scene in front of me and there were beautiful dolphins agile in the water with joy. What a pleasing scene! But I am in a state to turn a blind eye to the beautiful scene. My mind alarmed ignoring my thoughts "Who called me?"

Before I could think of a possible answer, suddenly a dolphin jumped from the water with wide open mouth and waving flippers in joy "Mohana!" "I am here" That's it. Even before I could recollect what happened, it jumped into the water again.

I have always fascinated to see dolphins and it's a delight to watch them, but how could they speak. I am shocked to see the animals speak. On the other hand I am happy that at least they could speak to me as no one here is able to speak or listen to my silence.

My thoughts were disturbed as I heard the voice closer to me again I looked below the water and saw it again "Mohana... I am Sophie. I live with my family here. I sensed that your boat is lost in this ocean but don't worry we are near the shore. I came here to help you"

I was so happy hearing her but what could I do? I can hardly speak. How am I going to tell others about a speaking dolphin?

While thinking she replied as she could read my mind "I know you're confused about how to tell others but don't worry. I was trying to talk to one of the adults but they can't hear me so I became frustrated that I couldn't help you but I am lucky that my attempt to talk to you was successful. You don't worry my friend and I will lead the way to the nearest shore. I assure you that your people would be safe and there are lots of my friends willing to help you."

WOW... how could she could hear me? I didn't even speak a word. I don't know how to thank her. She's the sunshine in this dark ruthless ocean.

"You don't have to thank me. My parents always said to me that humans often lose their path in the ocean and it's our responsibility to keep them safe. Ocean is always a mother in keeping her children safe but she won't tolerate arrogance towards her. She gives humans the livelihood of living but in return humans polluted the sea water and killed her children in the sea for their sake, making her even irritated by dumping chemical waste and threating our lives."

I was just staring as her as everything she said was true. I am staring at her with a blank expression.

She continued "I am still wondering why I can't talk to others but to you, it was surprising for me as dolphins language is hard to understand and I heard from my mum that rarely any humans could understand the dolphin's language. But anyhow you must be so special to understand me and I must thank god I could talk to you at least."

I was happy and excited with a hope that we are going to go to a shore soon. How could I convey this message to the rest?

While I was thinking she given the answer herself "I will need your help to indicate us to them, then we can lead you the way to the closest shore."

I don't know what to do, all of sudden an idea stuck me as I took the piece of coal next to me and started to draw a dolphin with all the strength I have tapped daddy to show him. As he's close to me he understood and looked at the location I pointed. There I see the wonder of the dolphins as they formed themselves into a formation of arrow showing the direction. My dad was pretty shocked but he recovered fast and shouted to get rest, yes! Finally everyone is happy that we are going to a land soon. Then the travel continued for two nights and a day. We finally able to see the land mass and we are close to the beach.

When we reach closer, the skipper told us to jump into the water to reduce weight, first some men jump holding a rope, now it's our turn my dad told me to hold him tightly as we are going to jump together. He jumped with me and I am holding him tightly, suddenly my fingers freeze and my hand went lose and ahhhh...

I lose his grip and fell on the ground... ahhhhh

I wake up with the loud scream as I am terrified that I was close to see the heaven. My mum's voice overlapped my thoughts "hey wake up, you're getting late to your maths exam." Her voice brought me to the reality and I moaned "I could have been starving in a lost boat than writing my algebra exam." 

 I did my routines thinking about the terrible dream, I learnt that Moana is  acaring mother but a devil if you disrespect her.... my respect towards  her increase also I am proud about  daddy being her beloved son as he with her most of the time,  my thoughts were cut off as mom said "hurry up, I am going tell dad when he come today afternoon.." i smiled hearing that, my daddy works in Royal Navy and he's returning home after 5 months . I missed him so much.....

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