Perhaps I’ll start writing these logs on weekend, but those holidays seem to be less tempestuous.
The seas were rough today. The Guv’ner of Our Commonwealth decreed all young natives would be tutored on board rather than rowed to and from shore each day. The captains of this ship expected the news but it still came as a blow to our future productivity. The natives mourned as well.
Capt C and Capt A tried loosening the onboard schedule today, but the loosened ropes only caught the captains ‘round their own necks.
When the natives danced jigs and puzzled, all was well, but anarchy ruled while the captains communicated with scattered scholars and far-flung sailors and landlubbers.
An early bunk time was enforced. How long until these natives become scallywags? Or are they already there?
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