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Wooden fishing boats with faded paint crowded up in a bay further away, hitting each others under the force of tide waves.  The dull noise was  mixed  with the sounds made by the waves when they pounding the shore.

Seagulls were also fighting noisily while trying to salvage whatever dropped by human beings. No wonder they are never favoured by people despite having such peaceful looking feathers. Yet, as the most intelligent creature in the world we human being are acting not much better and sometimes even more violently, aren't we.

The group of 5 adults and an enfant who came down from he ship were my parents, my grand parents(mother side.  They had decided to join my parents for this ordeal.), thehousekeeper of my grandma and my eldest brother who was born in Quangzhou few months earlier.

To Be Continued...