I've 'assisted' in missions involving President of the Philippines, Philippine Congress, MLF (Muslim Liberation Front), New Peoples Army Communist Rebels, Muammar Al-Ghaddafi, Goverment of Nigeria, the family of Prime Minister of Vietnam, CIA and various unmentionable orgs and gangsters. I've 'undertaken' missions on behalf of Royalty, Shieks and Politicians. To know the presence of sea Creatures and comunicate and to know where you are without instruments and so many wonderous aptitudes that are far apart from what is considered 'normal' Pirate activities. How to speak and to listen to the Sea, to know her, to know what is beneath her, how she feels, how she is going to move, to become one with her and to have love and empathy and allow her to enter you and keep you safe no matter what. It cannot be put into words or books, no Marine Academy or University could come close to the teachings I received and the capabilities I learned and mastered. A small, very insignificant Pirate but a Pirate. And all the time the same thought, 'how did I work this?' (I have never understood why they always give six strokes because after the first three you feel nothing anymore.) The last stroke is the memory creator and the moment can be recalled as a strange 'life moment' with a combination of Screams, laughter, Blood, Pain, Police, Doctor, Iodine, more laughter and more pain. 'Aparthied?' what does that mean?' I asked as the 5 policemen took me away behind the court where I was stripped and they gave me my punishment. The police came, I was picked up, I was thrown in a cell of cockroachs for three days then put before the magistrates. I ran through a 'blacks only' area, I asked, 'where is my ship?', the black people either shouted at me to go or ran away from me, I didn't understand. I had never drunk beer either, the crew took me to a bar and made me drink a beer, I got sick, I got drunk, I got lost running back to the ship. My first step on a foreign land, black people were everywhere, at home I had never seen a black man. It was a foggy October day when the English Star sailed down the Thames, She stopped on route in the Canaries, Capetown, East London, Port Elizabeth and then Durban, it was in Durban that for the first time I disembarked the ship. ![]() I was 15 years old, what happened to me on that first voyage could fill a book and one thing happened that changed my life. Around the World! My life of Dreams had begun. After passing through the Vindicatrix I signed on as a Deck Boy or 'Peggy' onboard the Blue star line's pride of the fleet, the 'English Star' bound for Australia and NZ. I then managed to run away again and got into the Vindicatrix sea school at Sharpness, I was refused for being half an inch too small but after knocking at their door and standing at the gates they got bored and let me in. ![]() How I became a Pirate I became a Peiran, a Pirate.Ī small, very insignificant Pirate but a Pirate.Īt the age of thirteen I built a wooden boat in the back yard and ran away from home, that was my first Shipwreck.
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