Your routine coastal village life was disrupted by invaders from a nearby island. You were certain your fate was sealed when they took you, but providentially, a foreign castaway on the island helped you escape and took you to his home. That was too close for comfort! Now, I wish you spoke English; I’d ask your name. It’s Friday according to my calendar. Perhaps I’ll just call you “Friday” for now. You smile. You just so happen to have already learned English from sailors.
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