This is a story of old Captain Bongo. He lived on his ship with a monkey named Congo. He had a crew that was supposed to be the best. For every bad deed, they earned a green crest. Now one day he decided a law should be set. He made a few rules, and his crew made another rule. The rule was that a sailor would cry for every rule broken. You see not crying was a sailor’s manhood and token.
One day, Captain Bongo’s crew raided a ship, while he stood on deck with a sword at his hip. The ship was raided and burned to the sea. The pirates all celebrated with some biscuits and tea. Now nobody knew that a little boy was alive. He floated near the ship, for he had survived.
When suddenly the crew heard a soft, “Help.” They turned to see the boy in a pile of kelp.
When suddenly the crew heard a soft, “Help.” They turned to see the boy in a pile of kelp. The crew heaved the boy onto the deck. Where birds came flying and started to peck.
The boy grew stronger in a few days’ time. He was always fed an apple and half of a lime. See, Captain Bongo wanted to keep the young boy. He gave him his heart’s desire and an expensive toy. But the young boy wanted to go back home, which was somewhere in Italy near a city called Rome.
All of a sudden Captain Bongo remembered his rules. He couldn’t keep boys who still went to schools. Bongo was sad for he loved the young tot. So he went down below and sat in deep thought.
A pirate’s honor was Bongo’s set of rules. And it couldn’t be broken even with his cleverest tools. For the boy was quite kind and extremely smart. He wasn’t a pirate because Conner had a heart.
So Captain Bongo decided to let the boy go. He took Conner and spoke to him at the bow. “I can’t keep you boy, it’s against me rules,” he told Conner. “And that’s why I’ve got to stick to me pirate’s honor.”