This is an Irish short story, that is made by Joe Sheerin. A god story about that you shall not always beleive in what you see. It is about a boys lors of an hero, and of his rolemodel. Every thing he has beleived in all his life turns out not to bee real.
The Setting.
The story takes place somewhere in Ireland. When the boy sees the Whaler for the first time he is defecating in the meadow one morning in May, it is there that he gets to talk to him for the first time. The two sit and talk in the grass with whale-shaped mountains around them. One gets the feeling that the nature of his own town is very beautiful, and that the citizens are quite well familiar with each other - It is a small town where shameful talk is always going around, one could imagine. After they have had the talk, and the Whaler has left, the boy also walks away and stops on the top of the hill and looks across several fields, where his eye catches Mrs. Early.
The Narrator.
When the boy meets the Whaler in the beginning, his expectations are high. This is an understandable thing when you are about to meet your idol. The narrator is a young boy with an imaginative and naive mind. He characterizes the Whaler as a grand, strong and masculine person on the same level as a hero. This boy, who has read books of whaling, imagines the Whaler on the sea. The Whaler is the king in this youth's world; this will later be to the boy's disappointment.
The Whaler turns out to be everything the boy didn't imagine him to be. He has never been a whaler; he has been running boats in Canada, the Whaler says. The false impression of this boy's mind led himself to believe the fact that the Whaler had once left the village, gone to Liverpool, jumped ship to Marseilles, jumped ship twice and then to Singapore, and at last he was in New-found land. This meeting has a very significant effect upon the boy. The Whaler turns out to be a "normal" person who dos not see a whale in the mountain like the boy, but a woman's tit.
