Okay, we didn’t catch the actual Jaws, but we did catch a shark😋! Ellamae and I were just doing our school and we saw our hand line fall on to the solar panel and the bungee stretched way way out. My dad went out and started to reel it in. I thought it was a Marlin, Ellamae thought it might be three Yellow Fins bitting each other’s tail, Taj said it was a Dorado (Mahi Mahi), and Mom went to grab the camera. It took a good ten minutes to get it half way, my dad said it was a Marlin. I got really exited, because I have had Marlin before and it was really good. We kept reeling and reeling and then we saw the… FIN!!!!!!!! So we thought it was a Hammerhead, because they live in the area. It started diving down deeper and my dad had a hard time pulling it in. We finally got it to the boat and it was a Silky Shark. Dad said it was over 100 lbs! Nobody wanted to bring it on the deck exempt for me😏. We got a few photos, personally I thought they all looked really fake like we photo shopped it in, but we didn’t they are all real. I promise! We cut the line a bit long, but it’ll come out sooner than later😀. Faster than you can say Silky Shark it was swimming back into the blue depths. My dad said that we were really lucky to see the shark, because they have been fished out and there are not many left in the area. Now I am ready to see a Blue Shark (my personal favorite), and swim with the smaller ones!!
19/05/2017: Not quite 2 years, and 47 kids boat!
So we have been sailing, for almost 2 years now, and have met 46 kid boats. I keep a journal, and write in it (or at least try to) everyday. I usually write; what we did that day, where we are, and who we are with.
One day, I decided to write every kid boat we had every met. At the time it was only about 5 or 10, but over the course of the last two seasons, the number has been adding, and sometime at an alarming rate.
If you are new to cruising, or are planning on cruising in the near future, worry not, for there are children everywhere. You may just have to wait a few weeks, but for a child, that may sound like years. And I have not met a kid boat that is not happy to meet a new kid.
Here are who we have met so far: note this is not in order. ** *
Cat2fold: Georgie (11) and Beo (9) **
Empyrean; Zoey (5), Hannah (13), Emily (18) **
Beach Flea; Luke (11), Abby (14)**
Pesto; Raquel (11), Paulo (13)*
Full Monty; Colin (14), Justine (17)**
Pickles; William (12), Henry (13), Julia (15), and Christopher (17)**
Caramba; Hunter (9), Logan (12)**
August Dream 2; Annabelle (13)**
Cielo Grande; Lillie (4), Finn (6)*
Me Too; Brilee (17)**
Sarita; Katya (13)*
Terrapin; Emma (12), Jessica (13) ** *
Enough; Noah (10) Horatio (12)*
Wild Rumpus; Julian (5) Liam (9) Cassidy (12)** *
Batu; Sarah (13) Shawn (16)*
Ricki Tivi Tavi; Neli (8) Liam (11)** *
Waponi Woo; India (13)**
Kenta Anae; Matero (12) Shandro (14)** *
Tribe; Kikko (13) Kekoa (14) Nakia (15) **
Agamere; Simi (12) Maggie (9) William (7)*
Ceilydh; Maia (15)**
Zoe B.; Zoe (14) Hal (14)** *
Spanish Stroll; Andrew (14) Ariana (16)*
Namaste; Journey (15)*
Luminesce; Sophia (9) Anna (12)** *
Coastal Drifter; Ethan (age not available)*
Sang Vin; Jaydin (6) Dylan (11)*
Banyan; Esa (8) Adi (10)*
YOLO; Coulter (5) Prestley (9)*
Ballena; Roomy (30 Martin (9)*
Raireva; Isaiah (9)** *
Mango Mango; Memphis (16)** *
Velella; Leo (6) Benjamin (9)**
Velella Velella ; Edalin (3 ½)** *
Cape D; Julian (13)*
Zimovia; Dean (4) Ellie (5) Scott (8)**
Dakota; Finnley (5) Elliot (8)**
Wiz; Cooper (10)**
Nomi; Maeve (8) Moran (12)** *
Saverona; Nico (14)*
Magic Lady; Kaleb (11)*
Alert; Emily (5) Oliver (9)
Sea Glass; James (9) Jacob (14) Josh (16)**
Salt and Light; Karis (15) Toby (18)**
Secret Water; Josiah (11) Eli (9) Finn (8)**
Promise; Ali (12) Robert (9) **
Elandria ; Conner and Dylan **
Some of these kid boats have retired, some are still in Mexico, some are in the South Pacific, or beyond. But the one thing about cruising kids I love, is that if you guys haven’t seen each other in 4 years, you pick up right where you left off (minus the fact that they are all super cool and nice).
These past two seasons have been amazing. Not only are the people really nice, but the food and weather has been amazing. There were fun and games, nicknames, sleepovers, and movies, as well as parting ways, and “aloha’s”.
I am glad, in the end that my parents made us go on this trip, because I have learned so much, and have met so many cool people along the way.
Aloha, till next time,
**kids this season * last season ** * both seasons
shout out to elsie, hey hope you’re well, and I miss you tons!!!!!!!!!!!! Keep in touch
I got braces!!!!! I have wanted braces since I was in fourth grade, I know I was insane, but I had sorta crooked teeth and a large overbite. My parents said that if I really really wanted them, I could get them, and here is how it went.
We planned on getting them in La Cruz, so while we were at Walmart, we went to Dentoamerica, and they said that they couldn’t fit us in till two weeks later. So we went to another place-not super sure what’s it called though. My mum and the orthodontist talked for a second in a jumble of English and Spanish, and she said that she could see me that Wednesday, if I could get my X-rays soon. We asked if they could get us an appointment, and they did. So the next day, our friend Willy, off of s/v Landfall, drove us to P.V, where we took my X-rays.
This X-ray machine was not your average X-ray machine (in the states at least.), if you live in the states, you know that they put that little tab in your mouth and treat heavy jacket, then use the little camera thing to take photos of your teeth. You don’t have to do anything but sit and wait for like 30 seconds. This one, you has to rid yourself of any metal, which was a lot for me ( two pairs of earrings, watch, silver bracelet, along with necklace, and a few more bracelets.) before they could take the X-rays. Then it was this machine they fit to your chin and it played music while spinning around taking the photos.
Once it was done, they gave us the X-ray, it was a panoramic photo of my mouth. The next day, after hanging out with a bunch of my friends, we went to the orthodontist. Usually, for the states, they give you a check up first, and make a plan for what they are going to do for you treatment. But instead, she began to work on my mouth right away. First she put this thing in my mouth, so she could see ever single tooth in my mouth(I looked like a horse), then she cleaned them with this super sour blue stuff. She then, added this sealant stuff that keeps my teeth super white while I have my braces. Then the worst part started, the glueing of the braces, it wasn’t all that bad, until she reached, my last molars, she had to reach with her fingers to the back, and well I can’t really explain it, but it hurt. She sealed the brackets with a purple UV light. It was now time to add the wire. This part didn’t really hurt, and I got to pick the color of the rubber bands. If you are wondering, I got silver, black, and a turquoise/green (Slytherin house colors. A.k.a, my house colors). Once we were done, we got this fancy tooth brush for my braces.
I was expecting them to hurt a whole lot, but it was really just sore. The second day I got them, I was eating apples (cut up.), the third, quesadillas and pizza. It was tough, but not that bad. My friends say that it hurts up to a week, so it was a pleasant surprise only having them hurt a few days. Though the second day wasn’t the most comfortable.
For the installment of the braces, it was $2,800 pesos or $155 U.S. (at 18 pesos to the dollar.), the X-rays were $335 pesos (about 18 dollars U.S),plus $500 pesos for the tightening each month.
I was so happy to get them, but of course, as soon as we made it back to the marina, one of my brackets popped off. I made a record, according to my friends. One bracket off in a hour. So the next day I got it fixed. And I got wax for my braces-grape and blueberry flavored-, so I won’t tear up my gums more than they already were. Three weeks later, I don’t in even notice them. And this Monday, I get them tightened
Keep calm and smile on 😬 -Nina🏄🏽♀️
March 17, 2017
I have just read an amazing book called, “How To Become a Pirate Hunter” by Marty Reeder. He asked A Family Afloat if I could read his book (before it was even published!) and do some sort of review on it, so I did a interview with him. He also did a mash-up with one of my favorite book, Throne of Glass by Sarah J. Maas. A mash-up is where you mix characters from one book and a plot from another. I will post the mash-up on my blog on a later date.
After reading this book I wondered if I had a natural-born ability. I asked Mr. Marty Reeder what he thought mine would be and I found my natural-born ability is a badminton umpire, but he is guessing I am really the next meteor jumper, what ever that is! Honestly, we’ll never know because I don’t know of any seers around (seers are characters in his book that can see anyone’s natural-born ability when they look you in the eye).
Here are the questions that I asked Mr. Reeder for the interview;
N–How long have you been writing for?
M-Like many writers, I’ve been writing since I was old enough to spell! I still have the story that I wrote before I was a teenager about two kids surviving in the woods. I’ve gone through plenty of stories since then, some of them better than others, but almost always, I write (or read!).
N-What was the writing process like? How long did it take?
M-Most of my stories tend to germinate for quite some time before they sprout, and How to Become a Pirate Hunter. is no exception. I got the idea about 13 years ago, but I didn’t start writing until a few years after that. Then I started teaching at a school and having a family … that put things on pause. I remember taking some Saturday mornings when I didn’t have grading or other things and squeezing in some writing. In fact, I recall one Saturday morning with my baby girl on my lap while I wrote the climactic scene in the story. After I finished the story, I tinkered with it for years and kept it on a back burner. Finally, last year I decided to take it seriously. After Cedar Fort liked one of the stories that I sent them, they wanted me to do some edits on it and then send them any other stories I had written. I had been saving How to Become a Pirate Hunter for something special and this seemed like the one. I did an extensive edit of Pirate Hunter and sent it in to them.
N-Are there any writers you find inspiring?
M-I’ve always loved Mark Twain. He is someone I could read as a kid and as an adult and just enjoy his humor, fun characters, and clever but sound reasoning. I also remember reading Orson Scott Card (Ender’s Game) when I was younger and being blown away with how smart his characters were, but I was still allowed access to their thoughts and actions. As I grew up, I learned to love some of the classics. I have tremendous respect for authors like Charles Dickens, Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Nathaniel Hawthorne, William Shakespeare. While those are all good writers, whenever I need to escape the tough things in life, I invariably turn to the silly writings of British novelist P.G. Wodehouse.
N-Which character from How to Become a Pirate Hunter is most like you?
M-This is such a great question! Interestingly, I’d have to say that neither of the main characters are super close to me. I am not as reserved and subdued as Eric, but I’m also too passive to be like the confident and aggressive Charlotte. I personally think that I make for a great, loyal sidekick. So I’m going to have to say that I feel I am most similar to Samuel–though I don’t really feel like much of a natural born charioteer!
N–If you had to go up against a gang of pirates who would you want on your team (other than Eric)? (They can be real or fictional.)
M-Another great question. Okay, I’m going to list off a few here:
–Jim Hawkins from Treasure Island. This 14-year-old kid holds his own against a motley arrangement of the most desperately vile pirates in literature, from Billy Bones to Israel Hands to the master mutineer himself: Long John Silver!
-Horatio Hornblower from C.S. Forester’s excellent Hornblower series. These books are for an older audience and the main character has a funny name, but when it comes to strategic naval maneuvers and modesty, Horatio is the man!
–Sir Francis Drake, the real-life English privateer. Sure, that’s like pitting a pirate against another pirate … but technically he was a “privateer” (someone given permission from their government to plunder ships from other nations), and who better to anticipate a pirate’s moves that a good-hearted pirate himself.
N–What were some of your favorite books as a teen?
M-The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas
– Redwall (and Redwall series) by Brian Jacques
-Watership Down by Richard Adams
–Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien
-The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams
I would write more about each one, but then you’d be here all day!
N–And last, what is your natural-born ability (and mine!!)?
M-You know, you’d think I’d be ready for that question, having a lot of time to think about it. In spite of that, I’ve never really settled on something. I need a seer! My copout response is that I was naturally born to write a story on pirate hunters! … but if I were to really venture an opinion, I might say that I was a natural born Scout camp waterfront director (mainly because that is one of the most fun jobs I’ve ever done, and I felt that I was, ahem, reasonably good at it!). And yours, Nina? Well, I’m no seer, but the random natural born ability generator from my website just told me that you were a natural born badminton umpire … but I think that’s an inexact science. So I’m going to say that you are a natural born meteor jumper. What that is, exactly, I don’t know, because it’s one of those abilities for the future … but it does sound cool, I think!
This is the ends of our quick Q & A with Mr. Marty Reeder. When How To Become a Pirate Hunter comes out, be sure to get it for yourself, and find out what crazy adventures Eric and Charlotte go on. I found I was “hooked” by the prologue. Eric, who is 15, thinks that he doesn’t have a natural-born ability, until Charlotte sends them back in time, and they have to help a boat escape pirates. This book is filled with excitement and will keep you at the edge of your seat the entire time. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
“I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet”
-The Rise and Fall
February 14, 2017 I went to an orphanage/foster home with a few other kid boats. There was Velella, with Benjamin (8) and Leo (5) (though Leo did not go), Zimovia, Ellie (6), Dean (4) and Scott (7), Nomi, Maeve (8), Ceilydh with Maia (15) and last but not least Pickles with Christopher (17), Julia (15), Henry (13) and William (12) and myself. Three drivers offered cars to take us to volunteer at the home. When we arrived, one of the caretakers took us on a tour of the home. It was quite roomy; the boys from the age 5-9 got a big room on the bottom floor with bunk beds, and the younger girls 3-9 got a giant room with even more bun beds, and there were two older girls who in the age range of 13 or 15 who had there very own room. We found that non of the children had clothing of their own, and not even toys of their own, and shared everything. In the beginning, the children did not want to play with us much so, Christopher, Henry and I started a basketball game that got 3 or 4 of the children to join us. Shortly after, they all had lunch, so Maia, Julia, and I wrote carrot and banana loaf on some Ziplocks for a fun raiser. After, we finished, Maia and I help polish shoes, and organize their dresses (And they had a lot!) Julia was helping the children reading, while William and Christopher washed walls. Henry was playing with the little kids outside in their giant patio. There was this little girl Gigi, who did not Maia and I to leave. I felt bad. I thought that the children would not like the home, but it seemed that they did not know better, but to love it. I feel that it was a good experience for myself and others to see what it was like in the homes. It was very fun nonetheless.
Fair winds🌬and lots of dolphins🐬
My video camera is crackly at first, then it focuses on my dirty face. My hair hasn’t been brushed in a few weeks, so I resulted to me cutting into a pixie cut as best I could. It looks terrible, but works fine. “February 25, 2035. Today, might be my last. I am not sure if I can take it much longer, being alone. They took Sarah, last week. I am not sure what to do without her. I think the aliens, or what ever they are, are getting closer to finding me. I won’t say where I am now in case they find my camera, and figure out how to use it. Though I am not sure why I am hiding anymore. I should let them find me, so I can be with Sarah, my little sister, and family,” I start to tell the camera.” After day 2,548 I though for sure I was not going to I be the last living human being on earth. When my friends and I use to joke I would be the first to go, but now, I wish I really was one of the first to be taken over. Food is getting harder to find. At first, we had stayed in a Habit, burger shop. We had food the entire month. Then my mom got taken by them while looking for water. Her last words to we were, “Don’t let them go eat to your sisters. Promise me, Emily.” And I did promise her, and failed. I failed when she ran off while looking for water, then I found her body in the near by house peacefully sleeping. A sleep you could only wake up from if we found a cure. Now I am not a scientist or anything, but I can put together that these, alien/humans are trying to take over earth. The first thing they needed to do was make all of us humans gone, then they could get to work. They already are getting started. I am hoping that once they get all the human bodies taken over with their conscious’. Maybe, just maybe, they will forget about me. They I can maybe live among them. Not that it would be great, but it is living non the less. Shoot! I hear foot steps coming up the stairs. Hopefully just a dog. They are all over now. I think it is gone no-”
Creative writing #3The cool sand beneath my feet crunches, Anya is running up ahead, curly purple hair flapping. Behind me only a few feet, is Georgie, muttering something under her breath. Most likely some test she is preparing for some test. I take a deep breath of the salty air around me, my foot kicks something cool, so I look down. A green wine bottle with a cork is sticking up out of the sand. I reach down careful not to cut myself and pick it up, it looks new quite new. Inside is a rolled piece of parchment. Georgie is now by my side egging me to open it. I pull the cork it seemed to be jammed, I try once more and it pops loose. I shake the bottle so the letter comes out. I unroll and read out loud :
Dear Lucky finder, February 22, 2017
My name is Isabella, my father , who is very sick, and I are stuck on a beach in the middle of the pacific Ocean. I think… My longitude and latitude is 102.45 W 23.56 N. Do send help. I think I am fending for myself, for my father is deathly ill. He was bitten by the rare centipede here that is deadly. I am in need of help soon. Send help or come yourself. And quick for I don’t have much food or water left. I think that I can go a few more weeks but no more. HELP ME, PLEASE!
“Do we help?” I ask
“Of course!” Says Georgie.
We begin to walk back chattering quietly to ourself. We figured that the letter was sent three weeks ago, how it got to us that fast is a mystery. “It must be near” I conclude.
“We could take the lat and long and find the island ourself…” Anya suggests.
“Why didn’t I think of that?!” Georgie complains
“Maybe… Maybe we can help her. Let’s ask if we can sail to this island.” I say.
We finally make it to the beach where our parents are. We show them the letter and they reckon we go find it as, an adventure. We plan to leave on the 19 of March so we get there in time. Georgie and I are thinking how they became stranded on this island, if it even is an island. Anya is running back and forth, in to the water and out listening in our conversation then adding something and leaving before we can say any more.
“Do you reckon it might be that boat who wrecked a few weeks ago, but they found nothing behind.” Anya suggests.
“Doubtful, but still possible.” Georgie says matter of factly
I just shake my head at the two. No matter what I do they all ways get into little arguments about every little thing they think different.
“No, I think she’s right. That boat had no Epirb, and VHF, so they couldn’t contact anyone at all.”
“No, that was a rumor, silly.” Georgie laughs.
“But what if-”
“No, I think Anya is getting onto something. Rumors all start with something. Epirb maybe is right but the VHF is the rumor part. Right?”
“Okay, if it is them, then what?”
“I don’t know we rescue them and they fly home. Then end we saved them, become famous and live an amazing life sailing.” Anya says sarcastically.