I had never seen anything like it. They were, they were huge, all 11 of them. They were floating on the ocean water. They were watercrafts but much larger then the ones we use to cross the rivers and to go up stream. These could hold whole villages. A flag flew from one of them, it must have stood for there country. Then I realized Marca had started to dodge behind a large pile of rocks.
I called her name and ran over to her. “What are they and what are our mamas going to say when we have told them we have came this far from the village and put our selves in danger”. She says in a cry, I had said I know but we have to tell them and fast.
Marca had asked if I thought that’s what the news is in the camp that we don’t know about? I didn’t answer I just started heading home with her right behind me.
When we arrived at the camp I asked my mother what the new is. She didn’t answer. So I told her what the news is. First she scolded me for disobeying her then we sat there silent. I looked up at her and asked is this good news or is this bad news? She shook her head and answered with a don’ t know.
