About Sonder
I warned him. I warned him a billion times. I told him we would get into a situation like this one. But who am I to question the boss of the house, the feeder of my family? But once again he was wrong and now he has left me to fight Mother Nature's war all by myself. Typical daddy.
The minute I got on our boat I could smell it in the rush of unwelcoming wind that went passed me. But I never trusted my instincts. Even if I did, it was a perfect time to catch a couple of dozen fishes. The markets were going to open the next day and my father needed the money; we all did. Drought and starvation had struck our village and we've been struggling.
In just a few short minutes we were out at sea. My vision reached out till the far end of the horizon with nothing but endless water. That's when I realised that the clouds were darkening. My most feared situation had come true. The momentum of our tractable boat had gone haywire. The arm of the sail wobbled viciously and the small boat wobbled from one side to another until I saw my father falling, words and sounds lost to the roar of the sea. My dad fell from the small raft into the churning water. I reached out my hand and he caught it. The force of the sea was far too strong. I felt his hand trembling in horror. I had never seen his face look this scared. It turned pale white.
The minute I got on our boat I could smell it in the rush of unwelcoming wind that went passed me. But I never trusted my instincts. Even if I did, it was a perfect time to catch a couple of dozen fishes. The markets were going to open the next day and my father needed the money; we all did. Drought and starvation had struck our village and we've been struggling.
In just a few short minutes we were out at sea. My vision reached out till the far end of the horizon with nothing but endless water. That's when I realised that the clouds were darkening. My most feared situation had come true. The momentum of our tractable boat had gone haywire. The arm of the sail wobbled viciously and the small boat wobbled from one side to another until I saw my father falling, words and sounds lost to the roar of the sea. My dad fell from the small raft into the churning water. I reached out my hand and he caught it. The force of the sea was far too strong. I felt his hand trembling in horror. I had never seen his face look this scared. It turned pale white.
