"It's all we're skilled in
We will be shipbuilding
With all the will in the world
Diving for dear life
When we could be diving for pearls ..."
We will be shipbuilding
With all the will in the world
Diving for dear life
When we could be diving for pearls ..."
I sometimes feel I've lived all the lyrics of this song, time after times. Coats, shoes, bicycles and Christmas. I remember the panic, working on the parts for the Junella, Cordella, Farnella and Northella, to get them ready and then the idea of the rewards that might follow at the end of the month. All Priority One requirements at 3:30pm on a Friday. Unheard of for my generation. The words made no sense. Everyone was excited and talking about the junta and the big paydays. I just wanted my kids to be happy... but I always knew the truth about finding the pearls.
The outputs? Rust mainly.

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