Jonathan Swift's Gulliver's Travels

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Meeting the People of What?

The People of What, where can I begin? Out of all of my strange experiences, this adventure was one of the most puzzling and frustrating.
It all began when I decided to be the head surgeon on another boat. I was thinking, “Hmm all the other times I’ve been on a boat, I’ve experienced some things that made me seem crazy to others, wrecked my life, made my wife leave me for some dirtball doctor, and made me virtually insignificant to my son, it probably won’t happen again';. Of course I was dead wrong and I found myself fighting the sea for my life once again. Despite my harsh luck, I managed to salvage some things from our wrecked ship. Some of the items included: a knife, a pocket watch, a pair of glasses, and a twig.
I reached land in about a day. When I reached shore I looked up upon this small island, it looked beautiful. I just wanted to sit on the beach and look up at the desolate trees that were swaying. I could not handle all of this beauty; it knocked me out, literally. When I awoke I noticed that some of my things had been moved about. Each item was placed in a navigational direction: north, east, west, and south. I also was aware that my hands were placed in the direction, northeast. I collected my things and began walking, I must have walked for quite awhile because when I left, the sun was just overhead and when I thought to check again, the sun was already even with the horizon.
I noticed something covered with shroud, it was a sign in English but it did not make sense to me. Upon further investigation I learned that the sign must signify a warning of some sort, for there was a hole right behind it. Just then I did a 180 as I heard something behind me. Sticks were cracking and rocks were being thrown around. At first I thought it was the Witch of Blair, but then I remembered that the witch was always drunk and even if she was capable of harming anyone she wouldn’t be much of a threat, stumbling around and stuff like that. I started to laugh I could make out what was making the noises, it was a mime. Jeez, they’re everywhere these days, and they don’t even pay taxes.

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