and the PILOT

This is a story of waves and a very large bird that

sings the Mikado and songs about waves.
The albitross are very large birds that spend most
of there time at sea, Albi Tross is one of those birds
Gilbert and Sullivan wrote comic operas between
1871 and 1896, they are popular because they
have bouncy songs, the Makado is one of them.

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Albi Tross lives in a very wavy place, it is called the Pacific Ocean. It was
a very big place and full of waves. Albi knows all about waves, far more than
any one else he knew. This was not very difficult as he did not know many
people.
The Pacific ocean is such a big place the chance of meeting another
Albatross were pretty small. Even when two albatross do meet the last thing
they want to talk about is waves.
Well, it was Wednesday morning.
It could have been Thursday morning,
Albi was not quite sure which,
Wednesday and Thursday look very
much the same in the Pacific Ocean.
Well, it was one morning anyway
and Albi was bobbing along on some
very nice waves when a small rubber
dingy came into view.
Albi knew it was a rubber dingy because he had sat on one some time
ago just off the Galapagos Islands. That rubber dingy one was bright yellow,
this one was a dirty brown. After a few more bobs up and down on the waves
the dingy was coming closer so Albi decided fly over and investigate.
With a few flaps of his
long wings Albi was sitting
on the edge of the dingy.
He sat looking at the
dingy for a while, it was not
very big, it was bobbing up
and down on the waves and
felt very nice and bouncy.
Albi was quite enjoying
himself bobbing up and
down in the morning sun.
He had just started to hum a tune from the ballad of the Ancient Mariner,
when he noticed there was something in the dingy.
The object had a brown leathery shiny head, two very big round staring
eyes, a white floppy thing round its face and neck, a shiny leathery body and
big hands with only two fingers.
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" An Albatross." said the object in a muffled voice although it did not move
or seem to have a mouth.
" Did you say something." said Albi.
" And it's talking'" said the object.
The leathery creature reached across and put its two fingered hands
together, it then pulled off one of its two fingered hands, inside the two
fingered had was a pink hand with five fingers.
This is a very strange creature thought Albi.
The creature the pulled off the other two fingered hand and again underneath
was another pink five fingered hand.
What will it do next thought Albi.
The creature then reached up and pulled off its two big round staring eyes.
" I'm off." said Albi when this happened. He started to stretch out his big
wings. " This is too scary for me."
" Wait can't we talk." said the
creature.
" I'm not talking to any one
who can pull his hands off
and his eyes out." said Albi.
" They are only mittens and
goggles." said the creature.
" I've got a hat as well. " said
the creature pulling the top of
his shinny head off. A mop of
reddish heir flopped out.
" Hay you're a sailor." said Albi
" I'm not a sailor said the man looking at
the Albatross. " I'm a pilot."
" You can't fool me." said Albi. " You are
in a boat bobbing up and down on the
sea, so you are a sailor. Pilots fly
aeroplanes up in the sky."
" Not if the wings fall off they don't." said
the pilot. "When that happens aeroplanes
tend to want to try and be submarines."
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" Is that what happened to your aeroplane?" said Albi.

" Did it fall out the sky?" Albi tried to point at the sky with his wing but as he
could only point sideways the gesture was rather lost.
" Sort of." said the Pilot. " Anyway what I wanted to talk about was are we
anywhere near land."
" How should I know." said Albi. " I'm an Albatross."
" Well it says in my Pilots crashing into the sea emergency hand book of
survival. the pilot rummaged about in the bottom of the dingy amongst all
kinds of rubbish and pulled out a book.
Pilot thumbed through a few pages
then stopped at a passage and put his
finger on some lines of text to read out
aloud.
" Here we are." He said. " You will be
able to tell when you getting near land
because you will come across seabirds."
The pilot looked at Albi. " You are a
seabird aren't you."
" Well I am a bird." said Albi puffing out
his feathers. " And don't tell everybody
but this stuff all around us is the sea. So
I guess I must be a seabird."
" In that case, where is the land?" asked the pilot.
Pilot turned the book round to show Albi the page where it clearly said
seabirds indicate the presence of land as seabirds always know where the
land is.
Albi looked at the page, it was full of words but there was also a pretty
picture of a seabird.
It seemed to be a picture Frank Murtle a rather grumpy Herring Gull he had
once met in the North Atlantic.
"That's Frank" said Albi.
"Frank." said the Pilot. " What's Frank?".
"That picture in the book, it's Frank." said Albi. " I met him in the North
Atlantic.".
" I'm not interested in Frank." said Pilot. " I want to know where the land is.
The book says you know about things like that.".
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" Well I don't." said Albi rather shirtily " I could tell you about waves,
although I don't like to show off, I know more than most people know about
waves."
"Don't mention waves to me." said Pilot. " I've seen more waves in the past
few days than I want to see for the rest of my life.".
" I know a song about waves." said Albi..
" Is it a good song?" asked Pilot..
" I think it is. " said Albi..

Pilot rummaged about for a while in the bottom of the rubber dingy until
he found the emergency piano.
As it was rather an old rubber dingy it was a rather old piano, the sort
with brass candle holders screwed to the front.
As the day wore on and the evening fell and the sun began to set. Pilot
played the piano and Albi, sitting on top of the Piano, sang songs about
waves.
It began to get quite dark so Pilot lit two candles and put them in the
candle holders on the front of the piano.
Albi then sang the ballad of the Ancient Albatross. A song handed down
through many generations of his family, it was about an ancient Albatross
called Jason, who was condemned to wander the six seas until he found the
golden feather.
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In the morning Albi and the Pilot were lucky enough to come across a
breakfast bloom. A strange phenomenon that happens when the first few rays
of the morning sun hit patches of flowering Breakfast Seaweed.
This only happens when there is an 'R' in the month. The seaweed will
suddenly burst forth with ample helpings of bacon, eggs and marmalade
toast.
After breakfast Pilot returned to the problem of finding land.
"You are quite obsessed with this land thing."
said Albi.
" Look." said Pilot lifting his foot in the air.
"Flat feet not made for swimming, feet like
these are meant to be on dry land."
"Look" said Albi holding his foot in the air. "
Webbed feet, these are made for bobbing up
and down on waves."
" If you don't know where the land is then
perhaps you could find someone who does."
" I know." said the Penguin.
" Where did you come from." ask Pilot of the
penguin
"There is always a penguin." said Albi. "You never see them but turn round
suddenly and there will be the penguin.
The one trouble with penguins is that once they have made their presence
known they never stop talking. Something perhaps to do with living in a very
remote place.
Penguin had already started talking. He
talked about all the beaches he had been to
around the world, he talked about icebergs
and catching Krill.
He also talked about pop music in the
seventies, which for a penguin, he knew quite
a lot about.
Luckily Albi, who by this time had fallen into
the bottom of the rubber dingy, had found the
emergency dressing up box.

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Albi wanted to try on some of the costumes. The box was full of colourful
coats and hats.
Also inside the box the was a large book of songs by Gilbert and Sullivan.
Parhaps we could sing a few songs from this. said the Pilot flipping through
the pages.
Penguin found a small harmonica , which it seemed he could play quite well.
Apparently all Penguins can play the harmonica. It's somthing to do with
icebergs but nobody knows what.

Albi and the Pilot persuaded Penguin to join them singing a collection of
songs from the Gilbert and Sullivan songbook.
Pilot looked in the emergency dressing up box for some suitable costumes.
Penguin wanted to dress up as a cowboy.
They did not hove a cowboy outfit so they all all dressed up as the three little
maids form the Mikado. They then sang the Policeman's song three times.

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"Well now." said Albi. "We have had the story, we've sung the song, now for
the Nutmeg Shandy."
"We don't have any Nutmeg Shandy" said Pilot.
" No Nutmeg Shandy, that's terrible." said Penguin but said it very quietly as
he really did not like Nutmeg Shandy.
" You are both stalling." said Pilot looking very crossly at Albi and the
Penguin." Now, where is the nearest land?"
Penguin asked if he could keep the hat from the dressing up box.
" The land." demanded Pilot.
"The nearest." ask Penguin.
Pilots nose was almost touching Penguins beak as his looked hard into
Penguins eyes.
"It's not always easy to
judge the distance
accurately." said Penguin.
"You don't have to be
accurate to the nearest fish
tail." said Pilot.
"Well in that case." said
Penguin. " I would say the
nearest land is about two
miles in that direction."
Penguin pointed with a wing in a direction just over the port bow of the
dingy.
"Two miles off in ....." Pilot turned round and looked. Much to his amazement
there was a small island just off the port bow.
" We're saved." said Pilot.
Pilot took out a pair of small oars and started rowing as fast as he could
towards the small island.
The Rowing was made more difficult by the fact he was still dressed as Eckey
Ling Ching from the Mikado.
Even so the land got closer and closer.
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Albi stood on the front of the dingy looking ahead to where Pilot was rowing.
" I wouldn't go there." said Albi.
Pilot stopped rowing and looked round. " Why not." said Pilot. "Is it full of
fierce cannibals, crocodiles or worse?"

" If I was you." said Albi turning round to face Pilot." I would turn round and
paddle in the other direction as fast as I could."
" What is wrong with that island." ask Pilot seriously.
" It's a lovely island." said Penguin. " I've been there many times."
" I agree." said Albi. " As far as islands go it is a very good island, sandy
beaches, coconut palms, good fishing."
" But." said Pilot.
" But." said Albi. " I would have thought you would be a lot happier paddling
your little dingy to the town on the main land just behind us."
Pilot looked around again, there not far away, rising out of the morning sea
mist was a little fishing village sitting in a small rocky cove.

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" Why didn't you mention that." Pilot ask Penguin.

" You ask for the nearest land." said Penguin
" That's the trouble with Penguins." said Albi. "They always take things too
literally."
The dingy had drifted toward
the shore during the night
while they were singing the
Mikado.
The singing had attracted the
attention of a friendly fishing
boat that was now heading
towards them.

"I'd better go." said Penguin. " Before anyone

else sees me."
The last Albi and the Pilot saw of Penguin was
his Mikado hat floating across the water.
" Just before you're rescued." said Albi. " I don't suppose there is time for
just one more song."
" I have a little list from the Mikado." said Pilot, sitting down at the
emergency piano.
" What could be better." said Albi.

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The sound of the piano bounced around

between the waves long after the Pilot had
been rescued and the rubber dingy sunk
beneath the waves into the deep.
Albi, far out at sea again, kept hearing the
odd bar of music bouncing around the
waves for much longer than he thought he
would have done.
Albi gave a smile or would have done but
beaks are not very good for smiling.
As the music eventually faded away Albi came across a hat with a long pink
feather in it.
It was one the hats from the emergency dressing up box on the rubber dingy.
Albi put it on, he rather liked it.
Humming quietly to himself the accountants song from the Mikado, Albi in
this feathered hat, bobbed up and down on the waves.
Slowly the sun went down and the stars came out shining brightly.
Just like in the Mikado, thought Albi.

END

About these books

This series of books was designed with two functions in mind :Firstly as a reading resource for primary education at schools and for private
tuition. They are graded from simple picture books to full text short stories.
The layout is simple and designed to be fun and downloaded so they may
be used without being connected to the internet.
The layout and text is designed for easy reading on computer screens.
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Secondly or possibly primarily, somewhere for my

little cartoon characters to live. I have been a
draftsman for many years and during idle moments
and in meetings, especially in meetings, little
characters get doodled. These characters seem to
take on a little life of their own and hang around in
the mind until they eventually find a home in a
story. They then seem to go away until the next one
comes along. These books and the original web site
is somewhere to share these little cartoon
characters with. If they give anybody a little
enjoyment then I am well pleased.
These original picture books are free to download,
keep, copy, print and use quite freely without any
restriction. Tony J Moon

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