May 19, 2004
May 15th
A rather unusual day. My eye problem is still continuing. I switched from my new glasses to my old glasses in case my eyes prefer them. There are only a few days left on the cruise and I want my eyes to cooperate for them so I’m spoiling them as much as possible.
This morning I slept in until ten, which was very nice. Lord of the Rings the Return of the King was on last night and I watched it until my eyes wouldn’t let me watch it any more. I rather enjoyed it and I am looking forward to seeing the special edition.
After breakfast minutes before the breakfast area closed I went back to my room for a while then went to the final writing class. I am really going to miss those. Any way the writing assignment was rather unusual, we were divided into teams of two and given a rock then told to write about it. I wrote about the rock and here is what I wrote.
The Rock
This is a rather unusual rock. For one thing, it has a hole straight through the center which means that it might have been an ancient telescope. It is primarily grey with a bit of white. There are many strange crevices in it, as though dragon might have chewed it for a while or as though bullets had been shot into it. It is very smooth other wise, as though it had been used frequently for rubbing something, perhaps a sword!
So my conclusion of the history of this rock is this, it was used by a look out of an ancient civilization as a telescope and as the look out was using it to polish his sword instead of looking out a dragon attacked and the look out threw the stone at the dragon who caught it in his mouth and after he chewed it he spit it out onto the beach where it remained until Ellen picked it up and brought it to class and I wrote about it.
Just so you know my teachers name is Ellen. The cruise staff were kind enough to offer prizes for attending the classes and submitting a poem for printing in a little booklet that will be a memory of the cruise. I got a rather interesting something which I wrote about like this and though it is not exactly my reaction to seeing it, it is rather close to it.
The Prize
After submitting my poem I picked up my prize. It was a large white box and slightly heavy. What could be in it I wondered? When I opened it I still wondered what it could be. It was a silver cylinder with Princess, Where I belong written on it. It had a black lid that opened on top. Inside was canned dark which escaped when I opened it. Since I had been in a writing class I thought that it must have something to do with writing. It was a little big for a pencil holder and a little small for a trash can for rejection letters but it could work for both purposes. However I realized after a while that it was just a thermos type thing for coffee or liquids. But the possibilities for it are still endless.
So that is what I wrote about my prize. When I first got the rock I wrote something else about it but I didn’t like it as much so I wrote the other one, but here is what I wrote first.
Once upon a time there was a rock. It was lying on a beach. Most people would have thought that there was nothing special about this rock, but if they did think this they would be wrong. For it was a very special rock. Many hundreds of years ago that seemingly insignificant rock had played several vital roles in history. I thad tripped Napoleon temporally causing confusion in the battle and giving the English a chance to be victorious. It had served as a door jamb and paper weight to many a Military leader and it had even been thrown through several windows during the French Revolution. Oh yes, this and many other seemingly insignificant rocks have played roles in world history, just look at Mount Rushmore!
I don’t think that that was as good as the other though it has potential. Any way here is the end of this post.