I can still vividly reminisce about her. Titanic, ‘The Unsinkable Ship.’ 97 years ago she stood at the docks avidly awaiting her apprehensive passengers to board. After three years in construction, starting on March 31st 1909, the $400,000,000, 11 storeys high, glossy black ship set sail. 2,228 people were on board; 1,343 people were passengers and the other 885 were crew members. Little did they know that less than half of those deprived, vulnerable souls would arrive in America alive, and the vast majority would never see their loved and cherished ones again.
Thousands of men, women and children piled on to the ship: families by families, friends by friends and couples by couples. They were exhilarated that they were now on the most famous ship known to mankind, and they were on their way to the new world about to make their life long dream come true. April 10th, 1912 was a day that went down in history as the stunning ship left the pier. When the first class passengers entered her they were mesmerised by the luxury that they saw coming from inside the ship. The second and third class passengers were just grateful to even end up on her. This was the only ship around with such fine and advance technology and machinery as well as an immense amount of room space. She had an on board gymnasium, swimming pool, Turkish bath, squash court, veranda cafe and libraries. I felt so privileged that I, the blue yonder of the world, had witnessed the construction and activation of the Titanic.
When she set off on her maiden voyage impenetrable black smoke came puffing out of all four funnels suffocating me and at the same time ruining my outer layer of pure translucent blueness. She did this on her entire journey. She was now approaching the core of the Atlantic Ocean and everyone on her was laughing, talking, eating, relaxing, singing and dancing along to Classical and Irish music. They were enjoying themselves; everyone was blissful as she travelled through the ocean to a new life.
At that moment I saw what no one else could see, they were heading for mortal danger and there wasn’t much that I could do as I couldn’t communicate with the humans or with the ship; however I knew for certain that I could do try and help them by blowing them away from death, blowing them to safety and blowing them to survival.
She was travelling incredibly fast and I think she was near maximum speed. People were still enjoying themselves and none the wiser that they were heading for death. I tried and tried to blow them into a different direction but the captain kept steering them back onto that dangerous path. I just wanted to shout down to them ‘STOP, STOP, STOP!’ The ships watchmen weren’t concentrating, they were conversing while shivering. They were rapidly approaching it and I had run out of options to stop her in her path. Suddenly one of the two watchmen glimpsed into the telescope and saw it. But they were too late, they had no escape...