Excerpt from Diplomatically Speaking
Towards dawn we awoke to find the three-thousand-ton Belgen land dancing about like a cork. With every lurch our baggage skidded over the floor, stopped with a thud, and skidded back. We braced ourselves in our bunks and waited for morning, then gazed sadly at each other and decided we preferred to stay where we were. The steward appeared with breakfast but we were not interested. AS the hours dragged along, nobody else came near us; Mother was always seasick and Grandfather apparently did not miss us.
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