Começo da Vida

Then he became angry. His son had told him my story. "What kind of fool runs away from a good father? What kind of fool throws away a comfortable life? I wouldn't sail with you again for a thousand pounds! You bring bad luck! You cause death!"

We are not ashamed to do wrong. But we are ashamed to correct it. We are not ashamed to be foolish. But we are ashamed to become wise. That's why I went to London. On the road I fought with myself. But pride won all the arguments.

In London I stayed some time. The memory of the storm began to fade. My fear became weaker. My desire for adventure became stronger. I thought less about home. I thought less about my father's tears. I thought less about God's warnings.

Finally I made my decision. I would find another ship. I would try again. I would prove that I was not a coward. I would show everyone that I could be a sailor. I was the greatest fool who ever lived. And I would pay dearly for my foolishness.