The people who work on the docks of Marseilles are rough and sometimes violent, but they are honest according to their own code of ethics. Once they have decided to protect you, nothing can harm you. Even the German occupation troops are afraid to challenge their control of the dock area.
One day, one of your friends among the stevedores says: Come with
me. I've got something to show you.
You walk along the wharves until
you come to a small freighter, rusty and dilapidated. This ship,
he tells
you, is your ticket to freedom.
You look at the ship and cannot believe he is serious. The Martha
Washington might be seaworthy in a bathtub, but not on the high seas.
Don't misjudge her,
your friend tells you. Since 1934, she has been
making trips to North Africa every month, except that the North Africa she
visits is spelled H-A-I-F-A! On this ship, you'll be able to get to Palestine.
Thanking him over and over, you race to gather your possessions and
board the ship, which is owned and operated by the Jewish Agency. To get past
the British blockade, you are concealed in a box marked Agricultural
Equipment.
Once you are ashore, you will be given a chance to decide
what to do in Palestine.
If you go to the kibbutz of Ein Harod, continue to page 157.
If you elect to join the Haganah, continue to page 158.