blog-11 rescued

As our ship cruised toward the island i kept wondering what we would find. we had been patrolling the area looking for enemy. so far we had not found any other ships but then we saw the strange smoke coming from the island. when we got there i stepped out of the boat and started to walk along the beach. The smoke seemed to be coming from a fire that was sweeping across the islands. i could hear wierd ululations in the distance. i could visualize the sounds coming from some strange animal. Probably some king of crazy monkey. the wierdest thing was that i could not figure out what started the fire. there had been no recent lighting that could have struck a tree and our radar would have picked up a projectile launched at the island. then suddenly a young boy heaved himself out of the jungle and fell into the sand. he was wearing tattered clothes and was very dirty. His clothes looked like they were the remaining pieces of a school outfit. then i remembered hearing about a plane full of school boys that was shot down. he must have been a survivor. "are there any adults here?" I asked him. He replied, "no". a few seconds later a bunch more boys came out of the jungle. they were wearing some kind of elaborate paint all over their bodies. I asked them if any died and they said only too. wow, i thought. Being british like me, they should have done better. i told them that and they seemed to cower. well at least they have been saved i thought as i led them too my boat.