Story from the point of view of a 6 year old boy on the titanic.
My family and I just stepped on a huge boat. Daddy says it's called the Titanic, and we are headed to America. I have never seen anything so big before. There are so many decks, and a big clock on the front. I can probably reach it if I stand on my tiptoes! Everyone is dressed in their best clothes and they look so fancy. There's music coming from inside and I want to go dance.
Daddy says the Titanic is like a palace in the sea. I can tell, because when I look through the windows, I can see a giant room with tables and lights. Mama told me it's called a dining room. I can't wait to try all the fancy food.
Out on the deck, I see so many people. They're all happy and some of them are waving. I don't recognize anyone, and I wonder if these people are from America too. The air is cool and salty, and I can see glistening blue water that stretches as far as I can see.
