29 April 2012
A song my Dad used to sing in school :)
Beneath a blue pacific sky, Lies the island of Mindoro, Where in a Filipino bay, Lived a boy called Quinoro, He'd watch the boats go out to sea, And their white sails unfurl, While the oyster fleer was leaving, Quinoro would be grieving, Too young to dive for pearl.
One day Quinoro made a raft, From the timbers of Tindalo, When next boats put out to sea, He did secretly follow, Across the silver bright lagoon, And the ocean of blue, To the coral reefs of wonder, Where pearls were divers' plunder, Quinoro would go too
But when he dived beneath the sea, Where the coral weeds were swaying, He found a water jungle world, Tiger sharks ever preying, But then a giant manta ray, Stirred a cloudburst of sand, Poor Quinoro scared and lonely, Regained his raft with only, One oyster in his hand.
The laughing fishermen returned, To the island of Mindoro, And the last of oysters to be shelled, Was the catch of Quinoro, It held a brightly gleaming pearl, Round as moon in its prime, Now they take Quinoro fishing, With all Mindoro wishing, He'll do it every time!
Quinoro' Pearl • Opuss № I