She is so small and dainty, but brave and resolute. Her name is Monica and she is the only woman on board her ship. She is twenty years old in a man’s world.
‘Victor’, he introduces himself. He is the first officer on board the EUROPEAN EAGLE. Just from the way he greets, Nico knows that this man is full. He no longer lives, but Christ lives in him.
Our Evangelist does not meet one of the top management people of a shipping line every day. The man finds it difficult to talk. He is speechless.
The cadet was on board for three months, he explains with difficulty. He got up each morning, did his work, went to bed and got up for his shift. He did not talk much. He only did what he had to.
The doors of every ship and vessel seem to be locked today. Wherever Danie arrives the stepladders have been drawn up, or the men are too busy to see him.
At one ship Danie makes it to the deck, but an angry voice heard in crackling tones over a radio sender announces that it is not a good time. Danie knows when he has lost the battle and leaves.
The photo she sent is of herself. I have to check twice to make sure it is really a photo of her. There are no signs of her once lush brown hair, always and characteristically hanging down to just above her shoulders. She is simply bald.