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I had heard about her sister ship. It was called the “Titanic” and she
had sunken last year. That was it what let me feel fear, although they
also promised that this ship, the “Olympic”, was even safer than her
sunken predecessor. “Great,” I thought, always recalling the news that
this liner that had struck an iceberg in the middle of the night had
brought with her. But I couldn’t change my father’s opinion, and to my
mother I didn’t even have to talk, because she always obeyed to my
father. He had decided that we should take our passage across the
Atlantic on the luxurious “Olympic”, a ship very similar to the Titanic,
and that just because he wanted to shop in New York – Paris seemingly
wasn’t good enough for him.
How often had we argued in our home in South France. He didn’t even
seem to realize what I was talking about when I mentioned the story
about the sunken Titanic and the iceberg. “The Olympic is much safer,”
he just told me. “They made improvements, now God wouldn’t even dare to
try to sink this ship.” The only thing I could always do was sighing and
turning away from him. He just was a crazy man, who didn’t think about
anything else that wealth and luxury. But he was my father.
So now that we had entered the gigantic ship that promised to be so
safe, I forced myself to push away the negative thoughts. At least I
had the opportunity to travel in luxury on my way to New York – only
that I didn’t care about that too much. I wasn’t born for wealth, I
loved the simple life that I had seen often enough in my French little
town.