April 22nd , Eighth Morning Bell
I have wonderful news. First of which, my splint came off this morning. My wrist has completely healed and all I have as a reminder of the incident is a jagged scar starting at the palm of my hand to where my veins disappear into my skin. The second news is Father has informed the crew that we will be going to Spain! We have a trading post like Tortouga a few leagues off its coast. Father must have business there. I do not like the Spaniards. They do not think highly of pirates, especially girl pirates. They also think very highly of their ships. I will admit they build the best ships, but they can not compare to the true pirate ships. True pirate ships were built for speed, strength, and beauty. They are very rare. Spanish ships are built for gracefulness and beauty. These are built all the while because the Spaniards like to show them off in great battles. Alas, I must get back to my studies. Doctor hopes to get me finished my disease lessons by the time we see Spain's shores. We are expecting to arrive in twelve days time. My studies will end in ten days time. If I hurry to complete my notes, I will finish in four days time.