COMMONWEALTH
Episodes 10
Before long, a voice call from outside the boat cabin called Emak Japo,
to help with the delivery of the island, tonight someone gave birth. Japo's mother meticulously tidied up her hood and carried all her gear in the dull leather bag she was carrying.
There were footsteps of Japo's mother on the boat board and soon he closed the door of the cottage
made from bamboo. Japo's mom jumped across the boat and not for long
the sound of the boat began to drift away with the roar of the waves carried by the wind
nightly.
Aona got up from her bed. He was looking for a piece of cloth he had found before, he
sure there must be something that Japo's mother had hidden from him. Aonamerrebukkan his body, he revealed
bed lining Mother Japo.
What he was looking for he found, a bundle of cloth
those. Slowly he opened, his hand finding some letters that he had
read earlier, a small notebook and an old photo. Aona brought the temple closer towards
the photo, clearly visible men with foreign stature while the photo
the other was a young woman who was neatly hooded. The age of the man is quite adult
he was wearing a cross necklace. Is a photo
this man is my father? Aonamemandung once again the photo of the man.
It turns out that what people are talking about is true. Unknowingly Aonage's body trembled and
I don't know what feels inside his chest like he's squeezed by relationship issues
it's dark out there.
Aona ventured to open the notebook slowly she read every word written on the paper
yellowing on each side.
January 5, 1997
It was my first trip alone, to be a data seeker for a task
finally, all the remote corners. The crew of the ship is currently focusing on the expanse
the sea that stretched out in front of me, in front of there were nine island children
a fascinating sight I will document. It took a few days to
until the nine islands.
January 8, 1997
Arriving at the pier, but there are still a few more islands
I have to get through. I was with the other passengers still sitting down and relaxing
watching the scenery that spread beautiful and fascinating, I was amazed
in this world? I don't know if I can be spoken in writing if I describe
this place. Some of the docks I went through, only able to photograph them from above
ships are islands I have never seen before. Here's this
my story journey begins.
January 15, 1997
Ten days have I passed the islands to get to this place is not easy, we
spend a few tens of liters of oil to get to this place. I was amazed when I set foot on this island for the first time, the sand was so white. It was so pure and clear
sea water to be able to witness life under the sea. I'm welcome to Tip Island, though,
so warm his embrace, reminds me of the figure of Father and Mother. They don't
I have agreed to this trip. On the day of my departure, Mother was incessantly crying, I hugged her as hard as I could. Until they can let go of me.
January 16, 1997
Dozens of pairs of eyes looked at me strangely, every move I noticed. Not infrequently girls here
whispering while staring at me. It's not enough for island kids here
follow every step I walk. They seemed to have never seen the camera I brought, finally occasionally their behavior I documented. It was so innocent and rigid in their style.
Every flash of light dazzled the faces of the island children.
Seriate...
