The sailor didn't know much about the sea. In fact, he knew nothing at all. But when his little boy looked up at him with admiration, how could he speak of his failure to know his own profession?
With his son propped up on his lap, he began to tell a tale of the vast seas and the heavy gusts of wind that were strong enough to throw a grown man overboard. And as his boy oohed and ahed, the sailor felt something akin to guilty pride.
It's a shame he didn't listen to his own storytelling, for one day, it was his turn to be blown away by the wind and swallowed up by the sea.