My Place
“As we became buoyant, everyone slipped into their positions.
Except me. I tumbled, banging my knees and my head where the oarsmen sat.”
From The Whaler's Daughter
Courtesy of The CSH Whaling Museum
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“As we became buoyant, everyone slipped into their positions.
Except me. I tumbled, banging my knees and my head where the oarsmen sat.”
From The Whaler's Daughter
Courtesy of The CSH Whaling Museum