Ship Tommy Madman Analysis
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Tommy
The outside of the Hardenbrook was beautiful with its perfect gleaming hull, white cloth sails and the ship’s 50 cannons to protect against pirates. This ship was pride of the Dutch navy envied by all. That said you should never judge the book by its cover, everyone on this ship is horrible, from the dirty captain to the ugly stowaways hoping to escape the horrors of Sint Maarten. My only possessions were the cheap clothes on my back and the two pearl earrings on my ears. I used to own entire islands and had servants obeying my every word. Now I have nothing, my father, the governor of Sint Maarten was murdered by the natives of the islands. I was forced to escape to save my life from the spanish overthrowing us at Fort Amsterdam …show more content…
There has only been showed kindness from one member of the crew, painter of sorts he does not look poor like the rest of the crew. His paintings were amazing and the way he painted the light was even better. Today I watched him finish the painting of the Hardenbrook his brush strokes, a dancer, graceful, always perfect. On the darkest of days the painting still shone with immense beauty like that of a swan. He was planning to sell each painting for a measly guilder for he was not Leonardo Da Vinci famous and with paintings on display for the world to see. He was young, younger than I, still with all the beauty and innocence of childhood yet in his eyes I saw something more something he had gone …show more content…
“Whoa watch out!” I exclaimed as a sailor walked beneath his landing place and as his legs swung underneath him he struck the sailor in the back. The sailor yelped in pain and swore at the painter. “That’ll be fine.” The painter remarked as the sailor walked away. At that moment a gust of wind sent the waves splashing onto the
Tommy
The outside of the Hardenbrook was beautiful with its perfect gleaming hull, white cloth sails and the ship’s 50 cannons to protect against pirates. This ship was pride of the Dutch navy envied by all. That said you should never judge the book by its cover, everyone on this ship is horrible, from the dirty captain to the ugly stowaways hoping to escape the horrors of Sint Maarten. My only possessions were the cheap clothes on my back and the two pearl earrings on my ears. I used to own entire islands and had servants obeying my every word. Now I have nothing, my father, the governor of Sint Maarten was murdered by the natives of the islands. I was forced to escape to save my life from the spanish overthrowing us at Fort Amsterdam …show more content…
There has only been showed kindness from one member of the crew, painter of sorts he does not look poor like the rest of the crew. His paintings were amazing and the way he painted the light was even better. Today I watched him finish the painting of the Hardenbrook his brush strokes, a dancer, graceful, always perfect. On the darkest of days the painting still shone with immense beauty like that of a swan. He was planning to sell each painting for a measly guilder for he was not Leonardo Da Vinci famous and with paintings on display for the world to see. He was young, younger than I, still with all the beauty and innocence of childhood yet in his eyes I saw something more something he had gone …show more content…
“Whoa watch out!” I exclaimed as a sailor walked beneath his landing place and as his legs swung underneath him he struck the sailor in the back. The sailor yelped in pain and swore at the painter. “That’ll be fine.” The painter remarked as the sailor walked away. At that moment a gust of wind sent the waves splashing onto the