Chapter 2: The Ship
Gilligan and the Skipper had spent most of the day chopping down trees. It was about 5:30 by the time they chopped the tenth tree.
"TIMBER!" Gilligan shouted as the tree started falling.
"Gilligan, will you be quiet?" barked the Skipper. "You've been shouting that every time we cut a tree down!"
"But it's fun, Skipper."
The Skipper rolled his eyes. "Come on, little buddy. Let's go see the Professor." Gilligan and the Skipper went to see the Professor, who was still at the beach.
"Ahoy," he greeted.
"Ahoy," Gilligan said.
"We're done chopping the trees," the Skipper said.
"Great," the Professor said. "Now here are the blueprints for the ship's design. You can go ahead and start building the parts."
Gilligan and the Skipper went to work. It took two long days of work to get the ship done, but they finally finished it.
"All done, Professor," the Skipper said.
"Great. Now, MaryAnn, Ginger, pour the water into the container," the Professor instructed. After the girls did that, the Professor spoke again. "OK, we are now ready to set sail!" Everyone cheered. "Get your things, everybody and let's go," the Professor said heading to his hut.
Everyone went to his or her hut and gathered their luggage. In Gilligan's hut, the Skipper and Gilligan were packing as well. Gilligan had some thoughts floating around in his head. He had never manned a ship before, and he was wondering what it would be like. It would be so great if he could. He just had to talk the Skipper into letting him steer the ship.
"Skipper," Gilligan said.
"Yes, Gilligan?" asked the Skipper, who was eagerly packing one of his blue shirts in his suitcase.
"Could I drive the ship?" Gilligan blurted. He suddenly covered his mouth. He didn't want to say it so directly.
"No," the Skipper said without batting an eye.
"Please?" Gilligan asked.
"No, Gilligan!" persisted the Skipper. He shut his suitcase and left the hut. Gilligan followed.
"Please, Skipper, can't I? I've never steered a boat before. I'd like to do it just this once. Why can't I, Skipper?" Gilligan asked. Gilligan suddenly tripped on a large root that was in the pathway. He landed on the dirty ground face first. His body ached in some places, but it slowly got better after a second or two.
"That's why, Gilligan," the Skipper said, acknowledging Gilligan's clumsiness. The Skipper proceeded to the beach where all the other castaways had gathered with their luggage. Gilligan headed back to his hut to finish packing. When he finished, he clicked his suitcase shut.
"Good bye, hut. Good bye, island. I shall miss you so," he said. "Not!" Gilligan headed out of the hut and shut the bamboo stick door shut. Gilligan headed to the beach with the rest of the castaways.