As the story goes, he was a wealthy nobleman who had everything his heart could desire. It was because of this holiday that I had decided to skip my classes and visit home for a couple of days.Ī long time ago, there lived on the island a man named Linus. Linus Day is celebrated each year on the day of the first new moon in spring and got its name after a nobleman that featured in one of the local legends. That particular day is known as Linus Day, and it is probably the most cherished of all our traditions. While most of our local festivities do indeed involve the sea and its bounties in one way or another, one was quite unlike all the others. Apparently, we are ‘known for our own unique and age-old traditions', most of which are in some way connected to our ‘long lineage of brave fishermen’ and dedicated to ‘the men who sailed stormy seas to bring home nothing but the finest fresh fish’. According to the tourist board, our 'picturesque island' houses about 19,000 people, and over 50,000 sheep that roam the fields and forests. It’s been like that for centuries, and even modern technology had not been able to change that. While this remoteness was a bit of a pain to me now, the isolation was also what made our island unique, and is therefore essential to the story I am about to tell you.Īs you can imagine, our community is largely self-reliant and very much independent of the mainland. Bad weather, however, was liable to keep the ferry moored at the harbor for days at a time, especially during the stormy autumn and winter months. Weather permitting, this boat shuttled back and forth three times a day. From there on, the only way to the island was by a three-hour boat trip. And that was just the first part of the journey. If traffic was heavy, five or six hours was more likely. You see, merely driving from the campus to the harbor would take at least four hours.
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Until the day I’ll return to the island for good, I can only try to visit home as often as I could, which is nowhere near as often as I wanted. There's just something special about life on a small, isolated island like ours that simply can’t be found anywhere else. But the island will always be home to me and once I’ve graduated, I’ll surely go back. Although, to be truthful, that’s where I used to live, as I'm currently spending most of my days on the mainland, attending university. Hi, I'm Jethro, I’m twenty years old and I live with my parents and two younger sisters on one of the small islands off the east coast.