El Viejo Marino

"And one more thing, boy..." Said the captain looking at him seriously, "Whatever happens, don't look over the right rail"

Ricardo was even more surprised to hear this last order, but his task as a cabin boy was to obey and not question, so with the bucket in his hand he began to wake up the sailors.

Of course, the task seemed simple, but most sailors did not wake up as happy as Ricardo.

"Boy, I told you 10 times, I'm not going to swallow shit..." Said the old sailor, looking at the boy, somewhat stunned.

"Come on, this bar is quite tasty, it tastes better than chocolate" Ricardo said pushing the bar against the sailor on the ground.

"Perhaps you think I was born yesterday and I don't know that he is a Fooga..." Said the sailor looking at the bar with a lot of hatred.

"I don't know what a Fooga is, but this bar tastes pretty good" Ricardo replied, trying to get the sailor to eat the bar, but he noticed that the sailor's face grew even bigger when he mentioned that he had eaten it.

"The captain gave me orders to force you to eat it, so you're going to eat it whether you like it or not" Ricardo said, pressing the bar against the sailor's chest again.

"Boy, look me in the eye..." The old sailor said somewhat uncomfortably, he knew that the captain would not force the crew to eat this bar just for fun "... are you sure the captain told you that"

"Yes, it was an order, so start chewing on it" Ricardo said, giving the bar to the sailor.

A little comfortable because of the boss's authoritarian attitude, the sailor ate the bar, although luckily Ricardo didn't lie to him when he told him that he tasted good.

Ricardo, happy to have fulfilled the assigned task, turned around to proceed to wake up the other sailors, but before he could take a step, the old sailor grabbed him by the shoulder and turned him around again, to see him to the face

"Listen, boy, did the captain say anything else to you?" The sailor asked a little nervously.

"Yes... But I don't have to tell you, go ask him yourself, old man" Ricardo replied as he turned around to continue with his task, but before he could take a step the sailor turned him around again.

"Young man, aren't you curious that he is a Fooga?" The sailor asked with some cunning in his eyes.

"Yes, of course..." Ricardo said somewhat impatiently, he wanted to know what kind of creature shit so well.

"... but... Do you want me to tell you what the captain told me, not old man?" I try to guess the old sailor.

"You're fast boy, but stop calling me old, it's awkward, my name is Dima, and I'm the new lookout on the ship" Dima replied with some pride, but then he muttered in a low voice "I don't understand how you can't remember my name, drunk unhappy, I do remember that your name is Ricardo"