The wave after the storm

The wave after the storm

Gabi Sidorenco, fisherman, Sfântu Gheorghe

I entered the water, it was calm and when a wave came, that wave after the storm… It hit me, I held the oars so that the boat wouldn’t capsize and the oar threw me overboard. In a split second, I was in the sea. I reached the boat, my colleague picked me up, there were still waves, and I was a little scared, of course. The keel almost hit my head. Good thing that I held my hands like that. He came and lifted me up. That’s it. I wrung out my clothes and went home. Good thing he was able to start the engine. If the engine didn’t start…
But that was it: madness. And, that word, the money. The rush for the money.