Showing posts with label Pearls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pearls. Show all posts

Friday, October 25, 2013

Run Rachel Run---Chapter 7

Captain Blue stood at the helm thinking about dinner the night before with the lovely vision dressed in pink. Rachel’s popularity soared out of sight when all the crew feasted their eyes on her. They meant no disrespect with their staring as they would kill any man who hurt her.

Rachel has taken each crew member beginning with Bones, cut their hair, shaved their beards, trimmed eyebrows and gave them lessons in hygiene. She suggested they pick out one person to do their laundry and they would all share the person’s duties on the ship.

Now Captain Blue’s crew looked more like deacons of the church than a ship’s crew, but he it pleased him very much for his men to smell good and look clean. It seemed they took more pride in the cleaning of the ship, as it shined from daily scrubbing and polishing.

They were near the Cape of Good Hope and luck was with them as the winds force decreased for the last few nautical miles, just before Captain Blue guided the large vessel into a private dock in an underwater cave.

The crew completed their duties, and then Bones gave the orders to lower the gangplank for all the crew to leave the ship, but not the biggest and strongest as they became Rachel’s body guards. Rachel told the four men who were protecting her: “I appreciate you doing this, but I feel badly that you are not enjoying Africa like the others.”

They replied that tonight would be their turn to go as Captain Blue told them he would be aboard the ship with some of the crew. Their orders came from the Captain---not to let her out of their sight.

Rachel took time to dress for her adventure and just before Captain Blue departed from the ship he gave Rachel a bag of gold coins to buy anything she wanted in the African fishing village.

A little later Rachel departed with her four body guards into a world where she found beauty in the colorful clothes the Africans wore. She saw beautiful children all who seem well taken care of and loved. She went through their market place and found beautiful shells and pearl jewelry, straw hats and baskets. Some women were selling baked goods and spices. Fruits, vegetables sold fresh and canned fruits, jams, jellies and preserves.

Rachel enjoyed her visit until returning to the ship she saw men and women in shackles going up the gangplank of another ship. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks---the four body guards immediately stood in front of her so she could no longer see the gruesome site of purchased slaves.

When she looked up at each man tears were glistening and threatening to fall from her beautiful eyes. Later each man swore they would never forget the day she cried when she saw slaves for the first time. They took her up their gangplank with all her purchases.

Rachel went silently to her cabin and thanked the men as they put her packages down. When they left she fell across her bed and cried as if brokenhearted. She could not believe humans could treat other humans with such cruelty and disrespect. She cried until she fell asleep.

When Captain Blue returned to the ship the four body guards told him what happened and he flew to Rachel’s cabin and entered without knocking. He found her asleep still dressed with her face still wet from tears. It broke his heart that she was a witness to such heartlessness of the present times, such greed of some worthless men.

Captain Blue stealthfully left the cabin and called Bones and the four body guards to his galley. He had a plan and it would be carried out within the next few days. Rachel would not be sad any longer when he showed her his surprise.
Continued on Chapter 8

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Friday, February 11, 2011

Pearls of Great Great Grandmother

     It seems like only yesterday, that my 85 year old Aunt phoned and asked me to visit her, because she had something old to give me.
     Well, it didn’t take me long to get there---as I love anything antique--not even thinking at that time I would be antique one day, and maybe my love would change for all things old, but I doubt it.
     She met me at the door with a beautiful smile on her face; I could tell she was excited because her English Blue eyes just sparkled. In her hand was a sad looking string of old pearls. Shamefully, I could almost hear my heart hit the floor. I tried to keep smiling, but it was difficult to do, but I did it, bless all the Saints for helping me that day.
     She said these belonged to my Great- Grandmother. And that makes her your Great- Great-Grandmother. Come in and I will tell you all about these pearls.
     As the story goes--- one of GG Grandmother’s children broke her pearls while the family was on a trip to a state fair.
     My Aunt said the pearls were made in three different lengths, reaching past her waist, with a diamond clasp, which she didn't find.
     GG Grandmother saved about 300 of the pearls and put them on a string to be restrung one day. But what happen next made the pearls insignificant, and they were put in a drawer and forgotten. Her son drowned that day, and he was only three years old, so many eons ago. This happened in the early 1800’s. What a sad time for the family.
     The pearls felt cold in my hands as I held them while listening to my aunt as she told the story. I am sure the cold pearls felt the same as their owner's heart that sad day so long ago.
     I was sad for longest time that day, until I made up my mind I would make something beautiful with the pearls again.
     When I got home, I took the pearls out of the old bag, and they looked so pathetic, old, and dirty, but the string was strong, however, it was old and dirty, also. I didn’t know if the pearls were real pearls or not, and at this point I didn’t care. I did know I was going to soak then in a tepid dish of soapy water over night and see what happen the next morning.
     I awaken early the next day, and hurried into the kitchen where the pearls were soaking, I whisked them around and up and down in the soapy water, then I rinsed them in cold water, and spread them on a towel to dry. I could not believe my eyes, how beautiful they were so shiny and clean. Real or not I was making something beautiful out of them.
     So, I designed in my mind what I would do with them. Then I went shopping for the findings, string and clasps for the necklace. I purchased all the findings that I needed to make the earring . And while I was shopping I decided I would share these pearls with my two sisters,--- so for one I made a bracelet, and for the other sister I made her earrings---.
     I made a decision that day, I would go to yard sales and flea markets and look for old jewelry and make something new and beautiful out of what was old and forgotten.
     Here is the necklace and earrings below. I forgot to take a photo of the bracelet before I gave it to my sister.

I suppose this is another way of living "Green" isn't that what we are all trying to do these days.

     I hope my Great-Great Grandmother feels the love we have for her each time we wear our pearls.

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