The MOSQUITO COAST

Dear Friend,

since I entered the ship my life changed into an adventurously way. Everything became more difficult. We were going to start a new life without school, TV, telephone or any electric appliances.
In the ship, a met a girl called Emily she became my girlfriend. My father met a new friend too, named Haddy. Haddy had a boat, the “little Haddy”.
After we left the ship Haddy took us to the jungle Jerenimo a jungle of Honduras, where our new home was. There were Zambuz at home. First they were frightening, but then they liked us. We don’t like it there merely the father.
There my father built a machine, which made ice and it was called Fat Boy.
One day the Zambuz left the jungle, while we were behind the mountains and when we came back a boat approached at coast with some white men, who we met behind the mountains when we were there. They wore guns. My father seemed friendly, but later at night he led them over to Fat Boy and they went in through the hatch. When everyone was asleep, my father stood up and burned Fat Boy and the men died. But we had to leave the jungle because it could explode any moment now.
So we built a boathouse until we arrived at the coast, which Haddy told us about. Later we arrived at the coast, but father meant that it wasn’t real there because the place weren’t natural and he hunted the buildings into the air. When he wanted to came back suddenly he got a shot into his neck and he fell down. We all were shocked. We carried him under a tree but he couldn’t alive and died.
In my dreams I sometimes hear him crying, “I am the last man in the world!” My heart hurts.
Haddy paid for our journey home. I will be in America and by you soon. But a part of me will remain with my father and I miss him.
But when I think about him, then I will say that he is a little guilty for the happenings.
Nevertheless I love him and I miss him very.
Seen you, when I am back,

yours Charlie.


The questions about him:

1. How was your Father young man?
 He was a good father for me.
But when he gave an opinion, he thought that he always was right and that he could control everything.

2. Why did you go to the jungle and began to live there?
 Because my father hated America and the twentieth century.
He wanted a life without money, television and all the troubles of America, because he wanted a “natural” life. So we went to the jungle Jerenimo and began to live there.

3. Why couldn’t you live there for ever what was the problem?
 This time he couldn’t control anything. Everything worked wrong for him and us.

4. What do you think about his death?
 I feel very sorry for him. I am very sad because he will be missing us.
But I think if we stayed at home in America, maybe he wouldn’t die.

5. Do you miss him?
 Yes of course. A part of me died with him. And my heart will be hurt for the rest of my life.


“Thank you very much young man. Request pardon me if I hurt your heart. But I just had to do my job.
And I wish you much achievement in the rest of your life!”

“Thank you Mr. Policeman.”