“Yes father, I would really like to visit the room as well.” Young William wasn’t as clever. “I’ve heard all about it, it almost feels like I already have.” Young Ms. “Don’t you all want to see the ship everyone?” Father replied. “Father, when will we go to our rooms?” Even though she was only ten years of age, she was stunningly intelligent. “Mind you, I heard sharks are attracted to spoiled brats like you!” she spat out with an intense tone in her voice.Ĭharles retreated and gave her the victory. “It is, unless a shark bashes a hole into our room and eats you!” He did not get the reaction he hoped. Even though she was sixteen, Charles felt is was necessary to push her buttons every now and then. “Is this ship really unsinkable dad?” asked Lillian.Ĭharles thought of her greatest fear. But either way you need to be grateful for the journey we will have.” His father replied, choosing his words carefully.Ĭharles was smart enough to avoid rolling his eyes. “The lower level? What class are we in dad?” Charles replied with surprise in his voice. His father gulped, and looked at his son. “Father,” he asked curiously, “Where is our room?” “Let’s go to the front!” Mother said.Īs Charles walked up to the bow of the ship, he tugged on his father's cloak. The wood and steel fell in sync so well, it was remarkable. Smoke poured out of them, and Charles thought of the workers who would be making the engines run. The ramp looked as if it would take ages to climb. The Goodwins walked, almost losing each other here and there, but made it to the boat.Īs Charles walked onto the ramp, he got the full blow of how big the boat really was. “That’s our cue!” Charles's father said, excitement in his voice. “All aboard! Titanic passengers! Tickets please!” “Need to let off a little steam?” she asked. He loved them, but he didn’t want to live with them forever. They were going to Niagara Falls, New York, to live with their grandparents.
He didn’t want to live out in the country with a bunch of Americans. What he would miss the most was the city.
But that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t miss it. When he was in London, he didn’t have any friends. They drug him off to a new country, without even bothering to wonder about him. He suddenly realized that his family was staring at him too. “Mom, can you shut him up?” Charles half yelled. It was his vacation, and they just ruin the best moments!
He felt a surge of anger rush through him. He wanted to enjoy the moment, looking at the boat, breathing in the salty air, but unfortunately his little brother, Sidney, started wailing. He looked at the massive boat towering before him. Young Charles Edward Goodwin walked onto the dock.