Sunny morning. Blue skies and seas stretched wide, competing for who was more beautiful. The seagulls flew while chirping in response, while several fish were seen jumping on the surface Of the water.
"Very cute!!" Ameera exclaimed excitedly. She looked at the surface of the sea from above the stern of the ship. Her wide hat waved as if to be swept away by the wind. Luckily there was a strap to keep it secure.
"You can fall to the sea, if bowing that low, Sis." Eric sat cross-legged under Ameera. He played a penknife. The sharp object danced beautifully in Eric's hand.
"Stop playing with the knife, Eric! Danger." Ameera snorted in annoyance, for her the child's actions were far more dangerous than her behavior looking at the sea from the stern.
"Why? It's normal for me." Eric was indifferent and busy peeling the apple that Mike gave him.
"Playing with the knife is not an ordinary thing! The police could catch you!" Ameera patted Eric's head.