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You rush up the ladder and marvel at the sails billowing before the following wind, and at the broad blue ocean, flecked with whitecaps. With a start you notice several Tahitian women sitting on the afterdeck. Fletcher Christian and some of the other mutineers found wives on Tahiti—women who would join them in starting new families. As the weeks pass you learn all the skills required aboard a full-rigged ship. When at last the lonely rockbound island looms ahead, you realize your new skills mean nothing, for the ship must be wrecked on the coral shoals and sunk lest it attract attention. Soon you will have to learn to gather and grow food—to be a primitive farmer on a primitive island, thousands of miles from the mainland. Pitcairn Island will be your home.
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