Anger sea life and death

  At dusk on November 24, 2010, the 85-meter-long fishing boat San Cunino was sailing across the vast South Pacific-this sea area is dotted with dozens of small islands the size of the Sahara Desert. Suddenly, a crew member noticed a shiny metal object floating in the water. As the two sides approached, they found that it was an aluminum boat. The boat is about four meters long and is more suitable for boating on the lake, and should not be here. When the two parties got closer and closer, something unusual happened: there were three boys on the boat, naked and frail, with blisters on their skin. There was no food on board, no life jackets, and the three teenagers were dying.
  This is not surprising, because they have been missing for 51 days.
  A story of adventure lead to
  three boys from Tokelau island in Attaf, this atoll total area of about 3.6 square kilometers, a population of 524 people. There is only one highway on the island. The island is mainly made up of broken corals, and the highest point is about 4.6 meters above sea level. The locals mainly feed on coconuts and fish. Sitting on the coast of Ataf Island, they can see nothing but water.
  Filo, the leader of the three boys, is tall and strong. Filo spent most of his time in Sydney. However, in 2007, his mother became more and more worried about his poor grades and reputation as a troublemaker, and sent him back to Ataf Island for his father to discipline him. Ferro soon became a sports star on Ataf Island, but some people still consider him a foreigner. Samu and Ferro are good friends. The two are both 15 years old and study in the same class. Like Ferro, Samu is muscular and good at playing rugby. Unlike Ferro, Samu never left Tokelau.
  On October 3, foreigner Ferro, local Samu and some other boys sat together, drinking vodka, smoking cigarettes, and telling jokes. Someone mentioned something a few years ago: Five or six years ago, three teenagers broke the Tokelau Islands’ ancestral training that they were not allowed to enter the open sea without a tautai (fishing master) and secretly towed a fishing boat out to sea. But they did not succeed and they were rescued by the ferry five days later. Although they were severely punished by adults, they became heroes among children.
  14-year-old Edvier Nasso listened intently to the story. He was one grade below Samu and Filo. He is neither a foreigner like Ferro nor as local as Samu, but somewhere in between. He was born in New Zealand, spent his childhood on Ataf Island, then went to school in the Samoa Islands, and moved back to Ataf in 2008.
  It all started with a bottle of wine and a little curiosity. The story stirred up ripples in the hearts of Ferro, Samu, and Nasso. They didn’t want to be like others and didn’t want to be trapped in this 3.6 square kilometer world. When the wine is drunk, the creativity has become a plan: cross the vast sea and explore new worlds. Samu announced to steal his uncle’s new boat… It
  was past midnight, and the other children had gone home. Fero, Samu and Nasso acted separately. The three quickly collected about 20 gallons of gasoline, put them in 5 plastic buckets, and hid them in the boat that Uncle Samu had just bought. The ship is equipped with a 15-horsepower Yamaha engine, two rows of unpainted wooden stools, and a small storage room at the bow. Its biggest advantage is that it cannot be seen from the outside: there are three huge inflatable aluminum tubes built into the boat, just like pontoons, making the hull particularly stable.
  After refueling, the three separated again. Filo slipped home and took a tarpaulin, a large plastic bag, which contained 20 coconuts, a white ceramic tea cup, two packs of cigarettes, and an unopened jug of vodka. He also took two bottles of milk and a large bottle of water from the refrigerator. At the same time, Samu climbed to the tree and picked a few more coconuts. They asked Nasuo to find fishing gear, but he was afraid of waking people up and failed to complete the task.
  When they were ready, the three got on the boat, left Ataf Island, and headed for the vast sea. They plan to go to the next coral island, which is estimated to take 3 to 4 days. They didn’t bring any other clothes, only the shorts, T-shirts, and sandals they were wearing. They will open for a while and stop for a while. Soon, the three boys lay on the bottom of the boat and fell asleep.
  Do not want to go back so quickly
  the next day, the seagulls, they wake up, have been found not see any land. They had a new idea: follow the seagulls. They thought that the birds would always return to land. But the fact does not seem to be the case. Seagulls fly very randomly, sometimes in circles.
  On the third day, they saw a plane flying very low. They believed it was here to find them, but the three didn’t want to be rescued so soon, this was not enough to show heroism. So they stopped waving to the plane.
  At this moment Ataf was in chaos. The leader of the Tokelau Islands is called Ulu. This position is changed every year and is held by the leaders of each island in turn. It happened to be Ataf Island when the boys fled. Kurissa Naser, who served as Uru, immediately ordered all the men in the village to check the lagoon and surrounding islands, and contact the leaders of other islands.
  Attaf Island spent a sleepless night and asked the Royal New Zealand Air Force for help the next morning. The latter immediately dispatched a P-3 Orion patrol aircraft whose radar could detect small objects as small as submarine periscopes. Lieutenant Colonel Olney, who was rescued at random, said that the aircraft searched an area of ​​more than 22,000 square kilometers, and a total of 3 searches took 8 hours. Visibility was good during the search, but the sun reflected off the sea. The three children are in a small boat and do not have GPS beacons. Even with the most advanced equipment, the probability of finding them is only 1/5.
  A few hours after the plane left, Samu began to develop a rash, itchy redness, and swelling, probably because he slept in sea water for two nights. He kept scratching, and a lot of dander fell on the boat. By this time—it was almost the third night, they didn’t know where they were, and the food was quite limited—they drank the fresh water they brought, so they could only smash the coconut to drink coconut milk. Soon, they ran out of gasoline, and only a few coconuts were left when they fell asleep.
  One week, two weeks, three weeks passed… The three realized that they had made a terrible mistake. But what can be done? They sat on the bench and looked at each other. They have nothing to see or read, and they want to use chat to divert attention, but they have nothing to say. Everything calmed down, Nassau said, all I was thinking about was water and juice. Soon, the three of them finished the last coconut.
  Only the sun grilled them hot. The rain has not fallen, thirst is like a hand, strangling their throats. Finally, a week after the journey began, it rained. It rained heavily for 10 minutes, and the tarpaulin came in handy for the first time. They hurriedly took it out and unfolded it and began to collect rainwater.
  Only ate four small fish in a month
  In the past few hundred years, there have been many stories about the rest of the life in the raging sea. The most recent time was in August 2006. Three Mexican fishermen drifted in the Pacific Ocean for 285 days and were rescued, setting a record for the longest drifting time at sea. But none of these survivors is more tragic than the experience of these Tokelau boys. The only thing comparable to them is the man on the Essex. In 1820, the Essex was hit by a whale. 20 crew members escaped in a small boat and drifted at sea for three months. They ate each other, and in the end only 8 people survived.
  Almost every story shows that the key to survival in the raging sea is the ability to fish. Samu, Filo and Nasso saw a lot of fish. Their boats are like reefs, forming shadows when they move, attracting many small fishes, and small fishes attract many big fishes. In addition, there are circling seabirds that fish nearby during the day and live on the water at night. But they don’t have fishing tools, and they can’t get food. Naso wanted to catch fish with his bare hands. He reached into the water and felt the fish swim by, but he could not catch them. They also saw a few sharks. Sam was about to jump from the boat onto the shark with a machete, and cut its throat. The other two begged him not to do it. At last the shark swam far away, and Samu was still on the boat. They did catch a few fish later, but it was purely accidental. One of the major drawbacks of this ship is that the sides are too shallow and the water always splashes in, but sometimes—four times in total—the waves come in with a fish. Three of them were very small, Nasuo said that they were only as big as a little finger, and each took a small bite.