Page 54 - Purple Butterfly Book 2
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Early one morning, while the wind was still roaring and the ship was rolling from side to side, a sailor who was peering through the fog suddenly cried out, “Land! Land!”
At the same moment, the vessel struck on a sand bar, with a grating sound. The waves dashed over the deck of the ship.
With great difficulty, the boats were lowered at the side of the ship. All the sailors climbed into the boats, for they knew not at what moment the ship would break to pieces.
The men rowed bravely toward the shore, but suddenly a mountain-like wave rolled over them and upset the boats.
Crusoe was a very fine swimmer, but no one could swim in such a sea. It was only good fortune and his alertness that landed him safely ashore.
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