Monday, February 27, 2012
Blivits! The Children's Story
Blivits! as a Children’s Story
Once upon a time, on the high seas of the mediterranean. There lived a sailor who loved the ship he called his home, but he could only stay on the ship for a short while because the Captain of the ship knew that sailing was a young person’s life. One day it happened that the sailor’s time aboard the ship came to an end and he had to leave. So some years after the sailor left his ship, the ship got too old to do its job, as the captain said “sailing is a young person’s life” and the ship was retired. Without its crew, and noone to remember the ship, it just faded away. Until one day, the son of the sailor had the idea to collect all the stories of all the sailors that loved the ship as much as his father did, but the sailors were growing very old and there wasn’t much time to collect all their memories. So they sailor and his son drove around the country, from town to town, looking in all the places the crew used to be, but alas they were missing. They too were fading away without someone to care for their memory. But meanwhile, the more hearty of the sailors had already taken it upon themselves to remember each other, and they gathered every year to drink and revel in the memory of their younger days. Well, the sailor and his son were overjoyed to all the memories of the ship right there in one pace. And the son began to talk with the sailors and write down the memories, and just like that...suddenly, the ship seemed real again, only not exactly as it was before. It had become something different. No one could figure out what was different because everything was exactly as they remembered it. When surprisingly the sailor’s son learned that sometimes people tell stories as the like to remember things rather than like they actually were. So it turned out that not all of the stories were true as they were told! But it also turned out that memories are both more and less accurate than whatever the truth may be, because after all the ship was right there in front of them, and who’s to say which boat was the realest version of the boat the sailor spent his youth on? And for ever after, even though many of the sailors only lived for a short time after telling the sailor’s son their stories,it must have nice for them to know that they weren’t going to be never forgotten.
Broken down into two separate stories.
Father Story
Once upon a time, on the high seas of the mediterranean. There lived a sailor who loved the ship he called his home, but he could only stay on the ship for a short while because the Captain of the ship knew that sailing was a young person’s life. One day it happened that sailor’s time aboard the ship came to an end and he had to leave. So some years after the sailor left his ship, the ship got too old to do its job, as the captain said “sailing is a young person’s life” and the ship was retired. Without its crew, and noone to remember the ship, it just faded away. The sailor went on with his life and eventually married and raised a family. But eventually life caught up to the sailor and he started to grow old. And when the sailor wanted to pass on the stories of his time aboard the ship, he discovered that they had grown as fuzzy. He wished he could remember things more clearly, but it wasn’t until his son suggested they visit some of the places in his stories that sailor felt like he would ever get them back. The sailor and his son traveled around the country, but couldn’t find any of the places or people from the stories. Meanwhile unbeknownst to the sailor and his son, some of the other people that used to live on the ship were feeling same way. So they started to gather and share their stories with each other. When the sailor and his son discovered the other sailors, they were so relieved. The stories weren’t forgotten, everyone had taken a little piece of the memory with them when they left the ship, and when all the pieces were put together the sailor remembered everything just as it was.
Son’s Story
Once upon a time there was a young man that came from a family of sailors. One day the young man’s father got very sick, and his memories started to fade away. The young man, feared that all the stories he had grown up with might not be remembered after his father forgot them. Until one day, the young man had the idea to write down some of his father’s stories. The father started to talk, and he told the young man about a magic time from the father’s youth, when he sailed around the world with all of his closest friends. The young man asked the father if he would like to go visit the boat that he had sailed on, but the father told the young man that it would be impossible, because the boat had disappeared when it was forgotten. So the young man decided to help the father find the boat. The sailor and his son drove around the country, from town to town, looking in all the places the crew used to be, but alas they were missing. They too were fading away without someone to care for their memory. But meanwhile, some of the more hearty of the sailors had already taken it upon themselves to remember each other, and they gathered every year to drink and revel in the memory of their younger days. Well, the sailor and his son were overjoyed to all the memories of the ship right there in one pace. And the son began to talk with the sailors and write down all of their memories, and just like that...suddenly, the ship seemed real again, only not exactly as it was before. It had become something different. No one could figure out what was different because everything was exactly as they remembered it. When surprisingly the sailor’s son learned that sometimes people tell stories as the like to remember things not like they actually were. So it turned out that not all of the stories were true as they were told! But it also turned out that memories are both more and less accurate than whatever the truth may be, because after all the ship was right there in front of them, and who’s to say which boat was the realest version of the boat the sailor spent his youth on? And for ever after, even though many of the sailors that spent time aboard the ship, only lived for a short time after telling the sailor’s son their stories, no matter how much people wanted to remember them, it must have nice for them to know that they weren’t going to be never forgotten.
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