why has the fisherman painted two eyes on the front of his boat? boon thought. he went back to the fire and sat down.
soon the old man finished mending his net. he folded it carefully and put it on his shoulder.
then he looked up at boon. the old man's eyes were black and bright, like a young man's eyes but his hair was grey his arms were thick and strong, and his skin was dark and lined like the wood of the boat behind him.
what's your name?
my name is boon, sir, he said politely.
how old are you, boon?
i'm twelve years old.
why did you come here?
i didn't want to come here, sir, boon answered. i'm lost.
why has the fisherman painted two eyes on the front of his boat? boon thought. he went back to the fire and sat down.
soon the old man finished mending his net. he folded it carefully and put it on his shoulder.
then he looked up at boon. the old man's eyes were black and bright, like a young man's eyes but his hair was grey his arms were thick and strong, and his skin was dark and lined like the wood of the boat behind him.
what's your name?
my name is boon, sir, he said politely.
how old are you, boon?
i'm twelve years old.
why did you come here?
i didn't want to come here, sir, boon answered. i'm lost.
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