Jeffrey The Seagull

Jeffrey the Seagull

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Slowly he waddled around on the rusted iron bar. He wanted to see where the front of the huge ship was. Finally he turned on his yellow lantern and flew up to the bridge.

The beam of light made its way through the thick, gray layer of fog. His feathers had gotten all wet and heavy, but he didn’t mind. Jeffrey liked the stormy and rough sea.

Suddenly, he saw a large pane of glass in front of him. Here, he knew, was where the captains of the ships always sat. They steered these huge steel blocks through the oceans and needed the lighthouses for orientation.

Jeffrey moved his lantern up and down and saw an old, bearded man with a blue cap peering through the thick glass pane. Jeffrey wondered how long this captain had been wandering around with his ship.

The captain saw Jeffrey flying around in front of the glass pane. He looked quite astonished and pinched his face. He had to make sure that he had not already fallen asleep and was only dreaming that a seagull with a lantern around its neck was sitting on his ship.

But it seemed to be reality. Ahead of him, a soaking wet seagull flew up and down, eagerly swinging a yellow lantern toward the west.

“Does that bird really want to show me the way?” the captain asked his officer. 

The latter looked at him rather puzzled and replied, “Apparently this seagull is the only creature in this area that can get us out of this storm alive.”

Jeffrey sped up his movements with the lantern. Slowly, his wings grew heavier and the storm grew stronger. “What are they waiting for? I can’t fly in place much longer!” grumbled Jeffrey.

Suddenly the ship honked and the engine grew louder. It hummed and rattled and a large black cloud enveloped Jeffrey.

He could no longer see anything and flew up into the sky as fast as he could. From there he saw the ship change course to the west and fight its way through the high waves.

“Just in time,” thought Jeffrey. In front of him, a sharp rock jutted into the sky. But there was no time to rest. There were still many ships waiting for his help that day.

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