Chronicles of an Imaginary captin

Chronicles of an Imaginary captin

Crónicas De Patrick El Conquistador






Patrick Peña
Sra. Lebrón
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Well I Patrick del Peña have set sail for Hawaii. The Queen has only given me 7 months
Worth of food.   Day 26 of sailing: We have sailed for many days and are now approaching a
small Island, Which to my speculations is Hawaii. Some of my men have died due to scurvy.
It’s an explores worst nightmare. Well at least I Have all my teeth in place. As w approach
the Island some natives come and greet us with much curiosity. They appear to have some
welcome ritual where they kick   your posterior to test your manhood.   As they lead me and
my team to their village, some type of wild pig tried to attack us. Thankfully the Indians had
a weapon shaped like a spear and a sword. I thought it was very effective in combat. Once
we made it back to their camp, we had a big celebration. To mix cultures, I introduced them
to our version of the bible. But they didn’t seem to like it that much. As we continued, they
showed us their God, and pointed to the Sun. They explained to us that without the Sun
they wouldn’t be able to live. When The Chief was finished explaining their religious beliefs
, my men started to whisper words of hatred   towards these people. When the celebration
was finished me went back to our ship to discuss what we have seem throughout the day.
Not even A minute after I sat down and my men were fighting about what to do about
these people. Once I clamed things down, I started to tell them about how we should just
try to get along with these people until we tell Queen Elisa about this piece of land. Surely
the Queen will know what to do about this.   In ignorance , one of my men suggest that we
should just kill them and take their good for survival. I had to take him out apart from the
group and kill him, I don’t need any bad men corrupting my crew. And with that the
meeting came to an end. As the morning Sun rose, I walked out...