imrali is a work island.ome from the mainland and bring all this produce, and we work in a canning factory, canning the produce. boats come into the harbor. and they all had these little dinghies tied behind them. then they have to leave at night because it is a prison island. one day, a storm was brewing and i could see the storm. and these clouds and the waves were starting to whip up. i realized, the boats were anchoring. they were going to spend the night in the harbor because it was getting too rough at sea. and they have all got these little boats tied behind them. bingo. i knew, this is the night. the plan was to be out past the bed check, swim out, cut the rope on one of the dinghies and to row the dinghy to the mainland. i really had to screw my courage up. as much as i wanted to go, i was scared to death of what was going to happen. this was really leaping off the edge into the abyss here. i'm out past the bed check at night. if i'm caught, the worst. the scariest part was crawling down across the r