Nico described him as the frailest seaman he ever met. His eyes tell stories of not wanting to live this life that had been chosen for him without his approval. Something in his body tells of sorrow, a mad roller-coaster of existence, a life where the dice fell inappropriately.
On board the ship it almost seems like a congregation of the United Nations. About eight nationalities are being represented on the ship. Each comes from another corner of the earth. At the tables in the dining hall, all talk in respective accents, but do so with enthusiasm. Everyone speaking English does so with his own resonance.
'Bible' is printed on the black cover, in fat, old-worldly Turkish letters. During the conversation Danie placed it matter-of-factly on one of the empty tables of the dining hall. He added that anyone could take it if they wanted it.
The only reason for him being here, is that he wishes to care for his parents and two younger sisters. That he wants to do with all his heart. He is their only saving grace. He is the key to a better life. He is the way to get them out of the cold claws of abject poverty. The fact that they all rely on him is the driving force that makes him get up every day and slide out of bed in the middle of the night when the alarm clock wakes him for the night shift.
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.