Intro
My name is Sarah May Lovett, and the story I'm about to re-tell to you is a tragic and heart breaking one, of my time when I was a child on the "dream" like ship, Titanic. I can still remember my frightening journey abroad Titanic. The 882 feet 9 inches long ship, with 2,200 souls on, with a total capacity of 3547 passengers and crew. People today still re-count their own tale of RMS Titanic to their children, and their children tell it to their children. People say that they themselves can see it, that they have a clear picture in their heads of the grad ship sinking down to the freezing Atlantic Ocean waters. Never to be risen again, to host the most wonderful party's or sleep in never been slept in beds. I however can picture it clearly, everything right down to the littlest details of the paintings on the walls, or the color of the paint in the rooms. The party's the ship held and who was ever invited to them. That's how it all started for me, as a child, boarding the now famous ship of all time with my family. The ship that separated us from one another and many others on board to. That's where I learned how to be brave and have what most women of the day didn't, courage and a voice, a voice which could be heard miles away. It was April 10th 1912 when I first saw RMS Titanic, shining down upon me; I was 9 years old at the time turning 10 on April 14 1912. That was the most memorable birthday I ever had and to this day even. How frightening it was and exiting at times. I' am 102 years old now, and while my body is here, still whole, old perhaps and grip pled with age, but still here, my heart and soul went down with Titanic, and the many people that went down with it. Trapped in the watery depths of the Ocean forever more, as I saw and heard cries of fathers, mothers and children disappear from site going deeper and deeper until reaching the bottom of the ocean's floor. Not every one made it out alive; there was an estimate of 712 survivors and of the 1523 people who perished from Titanic sinking, only 306 bodies were recovered. The ship struck an ice burg at 23:40 pm (ship's time) on April 14 1912 and sank the next day at 2:20 am. Now that you know a bit about Titanic that caused much pain to many, I will bring you back to when I was a child on Titanic and had nothing to fear, for a while anyway.
Chapter 1
The ship of Dreams
Here I' am, me, Sarah May Lovett, standing in front of RMS Titanic, holding onto my Father's hand as he helps me down from our automobile. My blond hair blowing nicely and freely in the wind, my eyes looking from one thing to the next and back again, my parents, brother and I are second class passengers on Titanic; we're traveling to New York to see my Grandparents. And so my Father can start his company, he's a banker and part time artist for little kid's amusement. He's a grand artist, when I was first born he drew me, every since I found out and was able to persuade mother into letting me have it it's always with me where ever I may go. My Mother is a designer for dresses, she's opening a company and paying people to steam and sew. She'd get Mandy, her old seamstress to sew and stitch to midnight, if needed, so I'd be able to "show it" off at one of Fathers "meeting parties". Mother never thought working as a woman was "appropriate" in any way; she wouldn't sew her own dresses if they needed to be sewed, she'd get Margaret to do that. When I asked her why I needed to learn then how to sew and stitch and what not, she turned and said sharply to me that, 'it is expected of us and that what man would ever marry you if you could not even sew your own shawl?' No man was the right answer. 'No mans going to wish to marry you if he believes you depend all on him.' And she walked away leaving me to ponder on my thoughts whizzing in and out of my about to explode mind. Marriage was and is a hassle, and to me it really was.
'Sarah, come here my child!' My Father called from a distance away. I ran to catch up to him. 'Stay close to me Sarah we don't want to loose you.' He then pulled my arm through the crook of his elbow. We boarded Titanic in the next couple of minutes, and then we were being led to our room by three maids. When we were settled and Mother was satisfied with arrangements, she made me take a long hot bath. I tried to protest, why did I need a bath when yesterday night I had one. But her only reply was, "Stop complaining Sarah May Lovett we are second class people in society and on this ship we will look are best." After that I kept my mouth shut tight and kept quietly to myself, but still I thought, even if we were sitting with third class passengers we would look our very best. My dress is a beautiful pink satin dress, that I'm afraid will get dreadfully dirty once I'm done wearing it. I can never seem to wear an elegant dress without hurting myself, cuts, scratches, bruises, or getting it dirty, ruined or both. She out my still damp hair in a high elegant bun and told me to keep out of trouble and try my hardest not to hurt, dirty or ruin my dress. I think the toughest one will be trying not to dirty or ruin my dress, it's not that I am a messy girl or that I'm not polite or uncivilized that I can't eat and keep myself clean. But dirt mysteriously finds its way on to me and the little accidents I have with the cuts and bruises are little silly things.