1. The Island, Chapter 36


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    compare it to,” I said as we emerged on the camp beach, observing the bustle of morning activity beginning. “But I thought it was pretty mind-blowing. Thank you for putting that together. It’s going to stay with me for the rest of my life.” “You're welcome,” Janie said, resting her head on my shoulder briefly. “I’m glad I got to share it with you.” I kissed her happily, and we parted ways, her going to check on Jared, and me heading over to Joelle to wish her good morning. After she and I had scarfed down a quick breakfast, we checked on River, still half asleep at the hippies’ campsite. His wounds were healing well, with no sign of infection, and we left him behind as we walked to a log in the shade of the palm trees lining the beach and sat down. Joelle sighed in contentment as we watched the clear surf roll in on the reef, breaking on the coral with a roar, spumes of foam and spray glinting in the bright morning light. “Isn’t it beautiful?” she asked. “That it is,” I agreed, and took her hand. “I was just thinking to myself last night, that in my mind, this is home now. I don’t know if I want to leave here anymore.” “Dave, that’s cr….” She stopped herself suddenly, pondering what I had said. “You know,” she said slowly, “I’m not sure that is crazy. The more I think about my life back then, and what it’s like now, the more I think I’m in a much better place, now. I just feel more….” She trailed off, searching for the right word. “Alive?” I suggested. “Yes! That’s it,” ...
    she said in excitement. “Life now is just more alive! ” “I’m with you, honey.” I kissed the back of her hand, and we enjoyed the moment for a little longer. Our musings were interrupted finally by Dkembe, who was gnawing on a piece of dried fish as he walked over. “I think it is time we started our school, Dave. I have put together a schedule of three classes each morning. We can mix it up so each day they are different, and that way the children will not get bored.” He glanced at Joelle. “I was hoping you could do a Spanish lesson to start? Then Mi Cha will teach math, and Horace will show them how to use knives safely, and he thinks he can make a hand axe.” “You want me to start?” Joelle squeaked nervously. “Come on,” I encouraged her. “You’ll be great. The kids love you already. Just start by having them name all the things on the beach in Spanish. You can make a game out of it. Winner gets a treat, or gets to skip chores for a day?” “I guess,” she said uneasily. “All right. I’ll do it.” “Atta girl!” I said, punching her lightly on the shoulder. As she walked away with Dkembe, I called out “Oh, Miss Flores!” She turned, a quizzical expression on her face. “If I’m a bad boy, teacher, will you keep me after school in detention?” Dkembe laughed, and Joelle stuck her tongue out at me, and the two of them walked off to start lessons. With all of our students in school, I rounded up some of the adults, and Janie and I took them through some basic fitness exercises. We used the ...
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