One day I was fortunate to be invited by the Commander of the ship to visit his platform so that we could see the sea and where we were going. He showed me how the ship is steered. There are instruments which show where we are and many other gadgets. I saw his dining room, bedroom, office and resting room. This is a great man, he is dignified, one of those kind Englishmen who are now rare. I felt greatly honoured. I have boarded many ships but this is the first time that I am entertained by the Commander himself. Those are the people who do not treat a black man with suspicion. Even in Mombasa I noted that the English had employed blacks as train drivers, firemen, ticket officers and shunters. They walk barefooted, do not wear hats, they wear only vests, whistle and are as happy as the Xhosa at home.