Wheeling Gull Isle belief

he remembered the cries of a den, still. if he thought about it he remembered the way his sons had howled and babbled, singing every day and night.

he had thought he would never sleep again!

perhaps mo's anaa had experienced the same.

you should. a good voice should not be wasted. a piece of advice for the growing boy. you could come here even, sing your songs for psalm, but also for the island.