Yes! I got some reviews! That pretty much shocked me. Well, to really give you guys the full extent on what this story is about, it will be written right around Jack's Lessons with Kate Sparrow. And a little bit about what happens outside of the lessons.
Just to let you all know, I love the charactor Kate. And if you're wondering if I based her off of someone or something, I did. A based a bit of her off of Jack Sparrow, a little from my Mom and some from myself. Just a little from myself. Hope you like her.
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A pirate's Life for me
Part 2- An Eventful day
Jack waited at his seat in the stude for the next lesson to begin. His legs kicked back and forth under his chair, barely grazing the floor below with the bottom of his feet. He hide his book under his bed, where no one would find it. He would read that book at night, that way his father would never find out about him saving it.
The doors opened and in came Miss. Sparrow. She was wearing a shirt, with a vest over it. Her pants matched those she was wearing yesterday. She certainly didn't look like a teacher at first glance.
Jack smiled as she arrived. He was going to learn about the Pirate code today! He felt his stomach line with butterflies from his excitment.
"'ello Jack." She said, smiling at him. She sat down right away, just as she did yesterday. "Today, we're going to start learning about the economy of Britin."
"Economy? But, what happened to learning about the Pirate code?" Jack questioned, getting slightly angry that he wouldn't be learning what he had been waiting to learn for the past 24 hours.
"Well, your father got word that I was going to teach you the pirate code, and said if I spoke even a word about it, then I would be fired." She said, rubbing the back of her neck, getting a few cranks out of it. She apparently slept wrong.
"Alright.." Jack said, in a depressed manner. His father would always scare the teachers, so he would hardly learn anything new. Only the things his father permitted.
"Well, Britin's economy consists of three different branches really. One, is the import. Two is the export and three is the home made. We're going to learn about all three." She said, pointing out the obivous with that one.
Jack sighed. He was close to rolling his eyes. He knew well enough about Britin's economy. This was too easy for him.
"Well, the imports, are what we will learn first. The major import right now is strangely enough, wood. Not just any type of wood or anything. Wood that is as tall as this house! They import wood like that on great boats across the sea. Many logs are lost due to storms. That's why they are valuble. Only a select few can get them across the vast ocean in order to get it to Britin." She explained.
Jack's eyes followed her. To him, this was a boring lesson.
"Well, after it's imported, what do you think happens to the wood?" She questioned her student.
"Isn't it made into chairs and things?" He quetsioned.
"Wrong. Well, some of it is wrong. Only a few pieces of wood are made into fine chairs, such as the one you are sitting in." Her finger pointed to the chair. "But, others are made into Mass for ships. Only the straightest, long wood can be made into one. It takes a while to find such a piece for that. When, the mass is found, the rest is rather easy."
"I thought my father said no talking about Pirates?" Jack questioned.
"Oh, he said no speaking of the code. Nothing about the ships. Besides, it is the economy's biggest selling item right now. It's the number one export right now." She explained.
Jack's eyes lite up.
"They turn the wood into a huge ship for either the army to use, or to export to other countries." She said, opening a book. "Now, we must go onto Math. I came in late today."
Jack sighed. He should have known it wouldn't last that long.
"So, here we go." She pulled a book from the inside pocket of her shirt. She opened it to the page she marked and showed it to him. It was a picture of a boat. Well, ship.
"A ship?" He questioned.
"Aye. See, you need real life math work. It seems your last teacher tried the same thing with the messurement of books, am I right?"
"Aye." Jack answered.
"Well, then. I'm using a ship, since it seems to peak your interest in them. You will messure out this boat into realistic messurements." She said.
"Alright!" He almost cheered. He quickly took out a ruler and started marking on a piece of parchment, the ship. He used the back of a book for the straight lines, since he didn't have a ruler.
Miss. Sparrow monitored him and helped him out whenever he couldn't solve a problem. They worked two hours longer then usual.
Of course, Jack's Father was getting upset that his son wasn't there for lunch hour. So, he stood up and stalked down the corners into the study. All the maids knew not to look at the man when he was in such a mood.
Jack's Father swung the doors open and stalked into the room. Jack quivered with a little fear from the man. Miss. Sparrow just glanced up at him. Then, back down at her student.
"Now, what do these two add up to be?" She questioned.
"Umm.. 34!" He said, knowing the answer. He seemed to be at ease when Miss. Sparrow was around him. Even with his father in the room.
"Correct! That makes, 247 out of 248 problems right. You catch on quick." She said, patting the boy's head in pride.
Jack nearly smiled up at her, when he noticed his father's nostrols almost flaring fire out of them in anger. Jack lowered himself in the seat, tring to become invisible.
"What is the meaning of this?" He questioned, glaring at the teacher. Jack looked up at her. She stood there, not at all scared of the man.
"This, is called doing what you hired me to do." She said calmly.
"Two hours past the time? The boy is supposed to be in the lunch room." He said, glaring at his son. Then, Miss. Sparrow stepped infront of his veiw. Jack almost sighed in releif.
"He is my student and this is my time. Whenever I am here, he is under MY rules. We both agreed on that." She said. "And I'll have you know, he is making great progress in math and econonic skills."
"Oh, is he?" He questioned, not believeing his idoit son could learn anything. "Well then boy. What is the number one economic trade right now?"
"Umm.. Ships are our biggest exports and wood is our biggest imports. Our number one job is making ships." Jack answered, studdering through is answer.
His father's lips tightened, not being able to punish the boy for answering the question correctly. He glared at the teacher. "So. You have tought to boy something."
"Aye." She answered back. She looked at the man with her intence eyes. It made Jack's father shift weight under the heavy look.
"Well then. I'll leave you two. But, he'd better not be late for lunch again."
"Don't worry. He won't be." She said, still watching the man. He turned on his heal and left the room, slamming the door.
The sudden noise, made jack jump a little in his seat. Miss. Sparrow turned back toward him.
"That was interesting." She muttered to herself. She sat back down beside Jack. "Finish up the last two problems and you may leave."
Jack nodded, going back to work. The rest of the work was done in silence, with only a few words of 'that's right' or 'fix that' from Miss. Sparrow. Jack was bussy thinking about something too. He was wondering how Miss. Sparrow could stand up to his father.
As Jack finished the last bit of the problem, Miss. Sparrow rolled up the parchment. She tucked it into her shirt and looked down at Jack. "Don't worry Jack. As long as I am in the room with you, I won't let that man touch you."
Jack smiled up at her. This was a teacher he could grow to like, if he didn't already.
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The next day, his teacher walked in with a bandage around her left hand. She looked a little tired too. Jack wondered what was wrong with her, when she smiled down at him. It broke all of his worries.
"'ello Jack." She said with a smile on her face. She pulled out the parchment from the other day. It had a few smears of ink of it from her correcting it a little. "I only had to fix yer model of the ship. Other then that, it's perfect."
Jack took the parchment and unrolled it. He glanced it over. The ship did look a lot better now that she had corrected it. He looked at a small thumb-nail picture in one of the decks. It was a bed with a 'Captain's room' beside it.
"Aw. That's where the captain of the ship sleeps. Right below the top of the deck. That way, if something hap'n then the cap'n would be able to do something quickly." She said, sitting down across from him.
Jack nodded, soaking in the information like a sponge. He had read a book last night about called 'Great Adventures of the Sea'. It told all about the ships and where everything is.
"Now. Today we're going to learn alittle more about history. We're going to talk about-" But she was cut off by a yell through the house. Jack and Miss. Sparrow both looked at the door, in wonder. Jack's Father came slamming through the door and looked like his head was on fire because he's face was a bright red with anger.
"Dammit!" He yelled, throwing the newspaper into the study's fire.
"'cuse me. This is Joanathanel's study time. We don't need you running in here and pausing my teaching." She said calmly.
The man turned with a death glare in his eyes. "This is my house, Miss. Sparrow. " He spat her name out like it was venom. "And I will go and do whatever I want in it."
"Fine then." She said, packing up her stuff.
The man smirked. "Are you leaving us now?"
"No. I'm taking the boy to a quieter place to study." She said calmly, not looking up at the man. She grabbed jack's hand with her uninjuried one and dragged him from the study. Jack's father was about to comment and yell at her for disrepecting him, when she sent him a glare that shocked him. he fell silent.
Jack watched the little battle with much interest. He never saw anyone, let alone a woman, get the better of his Father! Jack now followed her without any hesitation. Miss. Sparrow lead him outside of the house, through the gates and down into the shipping docks. She sat down right on the edge of a dock and patted the place beside her. Jack sat down there, waiting for her to talk.
"Well Jack. Seems to me like your father doesn't want you to learn anything." She said, pulling out a parchment.
"Aye." he said depressingly. Then, he noticed something. "Miss. Sparrow. How did you injure your hand?"
"This?" She questioned, pointing to the gaze wrapped hand. "I got when I was working. I fell while I was at the blacksmith's place. I needed an iron lock for my house. Criminals are getting more common around these parts."
Jack nodded, knowing what she was talking about. There was a rumor circling around in the house, through the maids. There was a real pirate in town. The pirate was said to be the best of the best. Tons of tales were heard about this pirate. Though, no one knew what his name was. All they knew about this pirate was his eyes were intence. So intence, it would quiet even the most fearsom man. That his hair was long, and tied with trinkets and beads, sported one from every island he visited.
And, he was also to have said to escape the most unescapable situtions without a scratch! That was, one of the reasons why he was so interested in the sea.
"Well, let's continue on with our lesson." She said.
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Later that day, Jack arrived home. He was late for lunch, of course, but now it was dinner time. He took a deep breath. Miss. Sparrow had given him a note to give to his father. A note he wasn't supposed to look at. He clutched the note in his hand and walked into the kitchen. His father was sitting there, grumbling about something. That's when he spotted his son.
"BOY! Where in heaven's name have you been?" He questioned. His son handed him a piece of parchment.
He unfolded it and read it to himself. His closed the parchment and growled a little under his breath, before speaking to his son. "Sit down boy. We have a meal to eat."
His son nodded an quickly went to his seat. The dinner was ate in complete silence. They didn't even take a glance at each other. Jack felt the tension in the air was enough to choke a person. As soon as he was done with his fill, he looked up for the first time. "I'm finished. May I please be excused to my room Father?"
"Aye." His father said, noting the boy's tension. He smirked to himself. He could still put fear into people's hearts.
The boy partically ran into his room. He closed the door behind him and sighed. A maid was in there, fixing the sheets for him to sleep in.
"Hello Young Master." She said, moving for him.
"Hello." He said back. He slipped off his shoes and his shirt. He placed them in a folded pile at the end of his bed. "Can you tell me.." He asked, turning to the maid. "Why my father yelled before?"
"Oh that. Well, you see. Your father's half owned company was robbed last night." She explained.
"You mean the wood company?" He questioned.
"Aye. It was said to be a pirate. If I may be so bold to say, your in a tight spot right now. With being the person your father takes his fustraition out on." She said, with a sad look in his direction.
Jack shivered slightly, but then looked at the maid. "I don't think my father would be as bold as to do what he usually does from now on."
"May I ask why?" She questioned.
"Because of my new teacher." He said proudly. Before she could ask again, he ushered her out of his room. He slipped on his night clothes and slipped into his bed. He had an eventful day. Nothing like a good night's rest after that.
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Jack is becoming a little more bold now! Yea! Ok, so maybe it's a very small improvement, but it's an improvement.
I hope you all liked that chapter!
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Just to let you all know, I love the charactor Kate. And if you're wondering if I based her off of someone or something, I did. A based a bit of her off of Jack Sparrow, a little from my Mom and some from myself. Just a little from myself. Hope you like her.
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(_)-AN
"_"-Speaking
'_'-Thoughts
~_~-scene change
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A pirate's Life for me
Part 2- An Eventful day
Jack waited at his seat in the stude for the next lesson to begin. His legs kicked back and forth under his chair, barely grazing the floor below with the bottom of his feet. He hide his book under his bed, where no one would find it. He would read that book at night, that way his father would never find out about him saving it.
The doors opened and in came Miss. Sparrow. She was wearing a shirt, with a vest over it. Her pants matched those she was wearing yesterday. She certainly didn't look like a teacher at first glance.
Jack smiled as she arrived. He was going to learn about the Pirate code today! He felt his stomach line with butterflies from his excitment.
"'ello Jack." She said, smiling at him. She sat down right away, just as she did yesterday. "Today, we're going to start learning about the economy of Britin."
"Economy? But, what happened to learning about the Pirate code?" Jack questioned, getting slightly angry that he wouldn't be learning what he had been waiting to learn for the past 24 hours.
"Well, your father got word that I was going to teach you the pirate code, and said if I spoke even a word about it, then I would be fired." She said, rubbing the back of her neck, getting a few cranks out of it. She apparently slept wrong.
"Alright.." Jack said, in a depressed manner. His father would always scare the teachers, so he would hardly learn anything new. Only the things his father permitted.
"Well, Britin's economy consists of three different branches really. One, is the import. Two is the export and three is the home made. We're going to learn about all three." She said, pointing out the obivous with that one.
Jack sighed. He was close to rolling his eyes. He knew well enough about Britin's economy. This was too easy for him.
"Well, the imports, are what we will learn first. The major import right now is strangely enough, wood. Not just any type of wood or anything. Wood that is as tall as this house! They import wood like that on great boats across the sea. Many logs are lost due to storms. That's why they are valuble. Only a select few can get them across the vast ocean in order to get it to Britin." She explained.
Jack's eyes followed her. To him, this was a boring lesson.
"Well, after it's imported, what do you think happens to the wood?" She questioned her student.
"Isn't it made into chairs and things?" He quetsioned.
"Wrong. Well, some of it is wrong. Only a few pieces of wood are made into fine chairs, such as the one you are sitting in." Her finger pointed to the chair. "But, others are made into Mass for ships. Only the straightest, long wood can be made into one. It takes a while to find such a piece for that. When, the mass is found, the rest is rather easy."
"I thought my father said no talking about Pirates?" Jack questioned.
"Oh, he said no speaking of the code. Nothing about the ships. Besides, it is the economy's biggest selling item right now. It's the number one export right now." She explained.
Jack's eyes lite up.
"They turn the wood into a huge ship for either the army to use, or to export to other countries." She said, opening a book. "Now, we must go onto Math. I came in late today."
Jack sighed. He should have known it wouldn't last that long.
"So, here we go." She pulled a book from the inside pocket of her shirt. She opened it to the page she marked and showed it to him. It was a picture of a boat. Well, ship.
"A ship?" He questioned.
"Aye. See, you need real life math work. It seems your last teacher tried the same thing with the messurement of books, am I right?"
"Aye." Jack answered.
"Well, then. I'm using a ship, since it seems to peak your interest in them. You will messure out this boat into realistic messurements." She said.
"Alright!" He almost cheered. He quickly took out a ruler and started marking on a piece of parchment, the ship. He used the back of a book for the straight lines, since he didn't have a ruler.
Miss. Sparrow monitored him and helped him out whenever he couldn't solve a problem. They worked two hours longer then usual.
Of course, Jack's Father was getting upset that his son wasn't there for lunch hour. So, he stood up and stalked down the corners into the study. All the maids knew not to look at the man when he was in such a mood.
Jack's Father swung the doors open and stalked into the room. Jack quivered with a little fear from the man. Miss. Sparrow just glanced up at him. Then, back down at her student.
"Now, what do these two add up to be?" She questioned.
"Umm.. 34!" He said, knowing the answer. He seemed to be at ease when Miss. Sparrow was around him. Even with his father in the room.
"Correct! That makes, 247 out of 248 problems right. You catch on quick." She said, patting the boy's head in pride.
Jack nearly smiled up at her, when he noticed his father's nostrols almost flaring fire out of them in anger. Jack lowered himself in the seat, tring to become invisible.
"What is the meaning of this?" He questioned, glaring at the teacher. Jack looked up at her. She stood there, not at all scared of the man.
"This, is called doing what you hired me to do." She said calmly.
"Two hours past the time? The boy is supposed to be in the lunch room." He said, glaring at his son. Then, Miss. Sparrow stepped infront of his veiw. Jack almost sighed in releif.
"He is my student and this is my time. Whenever I am here, he is under MY rules. We both agreed on that." She said. "And I'll have you know, he is making great progress in math and econonic skills."
"Oh, is he?" He questioned, not believeing his idoit son could learn anything. "Well then boy. What is the number one economic trade right now?"
"Umm.. Ships are our biggest exports and wood is our biggest imports. Our number one job is making ships." Jack answered, studdering through is answer.
His father's lips tightened, not being able to punish the boy for answering the question correctly. He glared at the teacher. "So. You have tought to boy something."
"Aye." She answered back. She looked at the man with her intence eyes. It made Jack's father shift weight under the heavy look.
"Well then. I'll leave you two. But, he'd better not be late for lunch again."
"Don't worry. He won't be." She said, still watching the man. He turned on his heal and left the room, slamming the door.
The sudden noise, made jack jump a little in his seat. Miss. Sparrow turned back toward him.
"That was interesting." She muttered to herself. She sat back down beside Jack. "Finish up the last two problems and you may leave."
Jack nodded, going back to work. The rest of the work was done in silence, with only a few words of 'that's right' or 'fix that' from Miss. Sparrow. Jack was bussy thinking about something too. He was wondering how Miss. Sparrow could stand up to his father.
As Jack finished the last bit of the problem, Miss. Sparrow rolled up the parchment. She tucked it into her shirt and looked down at Jack. "Don't worry Jack. As long as I am in the room with you, I won't let that man touch you."
Jack smiled up at her. This was a teacher he could grow to like, if he didn't already.
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The next day, his teacher walked in with a bandage around her left hand. She looked a little tired too. Jack wondered what was wrong with her, when she smiled down at him. It broke all of his worries.
"'ello Jack." She said with a smile on her face. She pulled out the parchment from the other day. It had a few smears of ink of it from her correcting it a little. "I only had to fix yer model of the ship. Other then that, it's perfect."
Jack took the parchment and unrolled it. He glanced it over. The ship did look a lot better now that she had corrected it. He looked at a small thumb-nail picture in one of the decks. It was a bed with a 'Captain's room' beside it.
"Aw. That's where the captain of the ship sleeps. Right below the top of the deck. That way, if something hap'n then the cap'n would be able to do something quickly." She said, sitting down across from him.
Jack nodded, soaking in the information like a sponge. He had read a book last night about called 'Great Adventures of the Sea'. It told all about the ships and where everything is.
"Now. Today we're going to learn alittle more about history. We're going to talk about-" But she was cut off by a yell through the house. Jack and Miss. Sparrow both looked at the door, in wonder. Jack's Father came slamming through the door and looked like his head was on fire because he's face was a bright red with anger.
"Dammit!" He yelled, throwing the newspaper into the study's fire.
"'cuse me. This is Joanathanel's study time. We don't need you running in here and pausing my teaching." She said calmly.
The man turned with a death glare in his eyes. "This is my house, Miss. Sparrow. " He spat her name out like it was venom. "And I will go and do whatever I want in it."
"Fine then." She said, packing up her stuff.
The man smirked. "Are you leaving us now?"
"No. I'm taking the boy to a quieter place to study." She said calmly, not looking up at the man. She grabbed jack's hand with her uninjuried one and dragged him from the study. Jack's father was about to comment and yell at her for disrepecting him, when she sent him a glare that shocked him. he fell silent.
Jack watched the little battle with much interest. He never saw anyone, let alone a woman, get the better of his Father! Jack now followed her without any hesitation. Miss. Sparrow lead him outside of the house, through the gates and down into the shipping docks. She sat down right on the edge of a dock and patted the place beside her. Jack sat down there, waiting for her to talk.
"Well Jack. Seems to me like your father doesn't want you to learn anything." She said, pulling out a parchment.
"Aye." he said depressingly. Then, he noticed something. "Miss. Sparrow. How did you injure your hand?"
"This?" She questioned, pointing to the gaze wrapped hand. "I got when I was working. I fell while I was at the blacksmith's place. I needed an iron lock for my house. Criminals are getting more common around these parts."
Jack nodded, knowing what she was talking about. There was a rumor circling around in the house, through the maids. There was a real pirate in town. The pirate was said to be the best of the best. Tons of tales were heard about this pirate. Though, no one knew what his name was. All they knew about this pirate was his eyes were intence. So intence, it would quiet even the most fearsom man. That his hair was long, and tied with trinkets and beads, sported one from every island he visited.
And, he was also to have said to escape the most unescapable situtions without a scratch! That was, one of the reasons why he was so interested in the sea.
"Well, let's continue on with our lesson." She said.
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Later that day, Jack arrived home. He was late for lunch, of course, but now it was dinner time. He took a deep breath. Miss. Sparrow had given him a note to give to his father. A note he wasn't supposed to look at. He clutched the note in his hand and walked into the kitchen. His father was sitting there, grumbling about something. That's when he spotted his son.
"BOY! Where in heaven's name have you been?" He questioned. His son handed him a piece of parchment.
He unfolded it and read it to himself. His closed the parchment and growled a little under his breath, before speaking to his son. "Sit down boy. We have a meal to eat."
His son nodded an quickly went to his seat. The dinner was ate in complete silence. They didn't even take a glance at each other. Jack felt the tension in the air was enough to choke a person. As soon as he was done with his fill, he looked up for the first time. "I'm finished. May I please be excused to my room Father?"
"Aye." His father said, noting the boy's tension. He smirked to himself. He could still put fear into people's hearts.
The boy partically ran into his room. He closed the door behind him and sighed. A maid was in there, fixing the sheets for him to sleep in.
"Hello Young Master." She said, moving for him.
"Hello." He said back. He slipped off his shoes and his shirt. He placed them in a folded pile at the end of his bed. "Can you tell me.." He asked, turning to the maid. "Why my father yelled before?"
"Oh that. Well, you see. Your father's half owned company was robbed last night." She explained.
"You mean the wood company?" He questioned.
"Aye. It was said to be a pirate. If I may be so bold to say, your in a tight spot right now. With being the person your father takes his fustraition out on." She said, with a sad look in his direction.
Jack shivered slightly, but then looked at the maid. "I don't think my father would be as bold as to do what he usually does from now on."
"May I ask why?" She questioned.
"Because of my new teacher." He said proudly. Before she could ask again, he ushered her out of his room. He slipped on his night clothes and slipped into his bed. He had an eventful day. Nothing like a good night's rest after that.
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Jack is becoming a little more bold now! Yea! Ok, so maybe it's a very small improvement, but it's an improvement.
I hope you all liked that chapter!
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
