Friday 4 February 2011

El Hombre Viejo, y El Mar [Hemingway]

Before dawn of the next day, the fisherman, as usual, hauled his salt-encrusted ,skiff ,onto the beach, and set out by himself.
But today, in hopes of breaking his unlucky streak, he was determined to sail into deep waters, out much farther than the other anglers would go.
He followed the sea birds and flying fish; they would tell him, by  their movements, where the fish congregated. He watched the turtles, swimming near his boat. He loved the turtles, with their elegance, and speed..

 Most people, are Heartless, about turtles, because a turtle's heart, will beat for hours, after he has been cut tip, and butchered.
The old man thought, I have such a heart, too .. Early on, Santiago, managed to land ,a ten pound tuna. Thinking this a good omen, he used the fresh meat to bait one of his lines.

By now he was far away ,from land, and much farther out, than all the other fishermen.

Resisting the temptation to sleep, or to let his mind wander, Santiago concentrated on his lines ,reaching deep, into the dark green waters.
At noon he felt a bite.
Testing his line, he guessed, that it must be, a Marlin, nibbling, at the tuna bait.

'He must be huge,' the old man thought, and waited, anxiously, for a strike.

Suddenly, the fish, took the bait entirely, and began to swim, furiously out to sea, dragging the boat behind him.

The fish was so powerful, that Santiago was helpless, to stop him; he could only brace himself, against the weight, placed on the taut line, that cut across his shoulders, and hold on ,until the fish ,exhausted its strength.

Darkness fell, and still the fish swam steadily out to sea.

The seaman spent a grueling night, with the line, looped painfully, round his back.

Though he was weak, old, and all alone, Santiago knew many tricks, and possessed skills, the young men yet lacked.

Besides, he loved the sea with a passion, and had faith, that she would handle him with reverent, though bitter,kindness.

Once, when the fish gave a sudden tug, the line slashed Santiago's ,cheek.

'Fish,' the old man vowed softly, 'I'll stay with you until I am dead.'

Then, he began to pity, the great fish, that he had hooked. He is wonderful, and strange, and who knows how old he is?, he thought ..







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