Here is part 2 of the fictional journal entry I wrote that ya'll have been waiting so patiently for. To read part 1, click HERE. Now, without further ado, here
you go! Enjoy!
April 1916—Elephant Island
Since my last journal entry in last
November, much has befallen me and my partners. Life has treated us
harshly and it is a miracle we are still alive. After that fateful
day when the Endurance shattered and sank, we have been using
every ounce of strength for mere survival. For months we have
struggled to reach somewhere—anywhere that is solid ground. Our
camps have been made upon ice flows on the Weddell Sea. Sometimes, we
awaken during the night to the ice splitting beneath our camp
and we all must hurry to break camp and get on the same side of the
ice lest we be split up and certainly die.
During the days, we have little time
to rest. We must trek forward when we can, even though we are cold,
exhausted, and hungry. Many times our boots fill with snow and
threaten to freeze our feet stiff. Every step is an effort. Were it
not for the firm and steadfast leadership of Captain Shackleton, we
might give up in despair. However, thank God for the man who
does not let us give up. He pushes us on through thick and thin,
exhaustion and cold, hunger and fear. He has kept our hope alive,
though it often is meager. Some days we have more hope than others,
but always we have an inward struggle that threatens to overwhelm us.
I suspect even the Captain has his own difficult moments though he
tries hard to conceal it. It is such as blessing to have him lead us.
Without him, I know that by now we would not have survived even this
far.
Many days we have difficulties
finding food. It is wonderful when we can eat seal, fish, or penguin.
Yet more often than not we cannot find any form of food that is
trapped behind the ice. On days such as these, it sorrows my heart to
admit that we have had to eat our faithful dogs. No matter what, our
rations are little and we are constantly hungry. Sometimes it is a
wonder to me that some of the men have not resorted to sneaking food
but I am sure that it is because of Captain Shackleton's firm hand.
He has made it very clear that if we are to survive this time of
hardship, we must stick together.
Six days ago, we spotted the ice
breaking up. Some might think this a relief to us, but it is not so.
With no other way off Antarctica, we had to drop the lifeboats in the
water and brave the icy waves and icebergs. We knew that this might
well have been the end for us if a boat were to be sliced open by
ice. Even the freezing waters that splashed upon us could have frozen
us to death. Most certainly, every part of our bodies felt frozen but
we rowed on for many sleepless nights. We pushed onward as we knew
that this was our only chance of survival. Our frost-bitten fingers
grew painful blisters—had we been able to feel them. Even these
blisters were frozen! For several days, I thought that we would die
of, if nothing else, the cold water drenching us.
However, after five days being
tossed about on the sea, our hope was once more restored by the sight
of land! True, it was uninhabited, but it was solid ground! It is
called Elephant Island. It is the first solid ground we have set foot
on in 497 days! This is where I currently write from. We arrived
yesterday. Captain Shackleton and a few of the men are trying to
devise a plan for rescue but it seems that the treacherous Drake
Passage stands in our way. Many of the men are discouraged, including
myself.
I pray that the Lord has not brought
us this far only to die, but maybe He has. I continue to pray daily
for our rescue, safety, and that each of us may return to our
families unharmed before too long. The longing I have for my wife and
children is overwhelming. My heart aches to think about them. I miss
them more than words can express. How I hope that we will soon be
reunited!
I did not realize until this moment
that the men are gathering around the Captain. Hopefully he has a
plan. I will do my best to record the going-ons of these next few
weeks, but I know that we will be having much difficulty and may not
have time to write. Perhaps I will manage to record some later, but
now I must go.
And that concludes
part two! I hope that you enjoyed it. The concluding part will come
soon— stay tuned! Let me know what you think and if you have
studied the various south pole expeditions. Would you like to see
more posts of this sort? Have a good evening!
Great post, Bethany. Yes!!! I want to read the next entry. I've never read the story of Captain Shackleton, but I've seen an excellent mini-series on his South Pole expedition. I think I have it on DVD if you want to borrow it sometime.
ReplyDeleteI will have to do that! Thanks for the offer! I'm so happy that you are having (it sounds like) as much fun reading these posts as I am writing them! Hopefully you won't have to wait a super long time before I can get up part 3.
DeleteWow, this is amazing! :) You're talented, Bethany. I would love to read more of this kind of thing, and I'll be looking forward to reading part three soon!! :D
ReplyDeleteThanks, Faith! It means a lot to hear that from such a great writer as you! :-) If others would also like to read more of this sort of thing then I'd be happy to do them. I really enjoy writing them. Part 3 coming soon!
DeleteWhat a neat way to write a story!
ReplyDeleteLaura of Harvest Lane Cottage
I'm glad that you liked it! I like telling stories like this.
DeleteYay! Part 2! Great job again and I can't wait to read more!
ReplyDeleteThanks! I'll try to get part 3 done soon!
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