Kim-Ly could see that the other two survivors couldn't understand her. Seeing the woman shrug told her that the female didn't seem to understand that the coconut would hydrate her. Then she noticed the man draw something in the sand. It looked like a suit case and then he made some motions with his arms. She had a feeling he was wanting them to grab some of the floating luggage. This thought was only reinforced when he walked over to the water and began grabbing a case. " Chào! Ông bạn cần phải uống! Dừa có nước! Chỉ cần đập vỡ nó trên một tảng đá sắc nét. " She called to the man as he walked towards the waves that crashed into the white sand. Kim-Ly let out a soft sigh as she looked around. She made sure to pay close attention to the shadows cast by the sun and noticed that the shadows were getting shorter. This meant the sun was still rising, putting the time at about ten or eleven. Knowing they still had a majority of the day, Kim-Ly wasn't too worried about making shelter but she did want to get everyone to try and stay out of the sun.<br/><br/>She quickly picked up the stick that the other man used to draw the luggage. With a quick gesture she drew a oval shape and then a plus sign followed by what seemed like a rock. " Dừa cộng với đá bằng uống. " She said placing a coconut down on top of the oval. " Dừa " she repeated and pointed to the coconut. She quickly pointed the stick to a rock and said " Đá " before sticking the stick into the sand and drawing an equal sign and water appeared to be a glass of water. " Dừa cộng với đá bằng uống. " She said pointing to the items again. She assumed that the lady with the glasses would be smart enough to understand what she was trying to say and with that she sat the other coconut on the ground next to the first.<br/><br/>With a temporary source of water, Kim-Ly moved onto the next important thing for survival, food. She looked around at the dense jungle with a small sigh. She knew that there would be some form of protein with in the vegetation but it could take them for ever to find anything. Then it clicked. She looked back over to the ocean. " Cá cá cá cá " she mumbled repeatedly and placed a hand on her forehead with the other one rested on her hip. She remembered reading about some fishing methods that a small tribe did that lived on an island near papua new guinea. She perked up with excitement as she looked out at the ocean but her joy soon vanished as she realized there wasn't enough people for that method.<br/><br/><br/>After a moment the young Asian looked back over to the tail end of the plane and noticed a couple pieces of jagged metal hanging off. This jogged her memory and gave her a brilliant idea. With haste she ran over to the plane and began pulling a long piece of metal that was barley hanging on to the remaining part of the plane. The peice of metal she now held in her hands was roughly the size of a machete. Her family had made several machetes out of crashed helicopters from the Vietnam war. She took a rock and began smashing it on one end to dull out the edge and make a handle before wrapping it in a palm leaf. With their new tool she tan back over to them and up to the edge of the shore where the tide would cover once it rose. Kim knelt down and began digging  a hole in the sand. She took the sand she moved from the hole and placed a wall around the hole. She then started to make a funnel like entrence to the wall with the wide opening facing the ocean and the narrow end dropping off into the hole and wall. This would allow them to collect fish over night. With a sense of accomplishment, Kim got up and walked over to a tree and leaned up against it. " Khi thủy triều lên cao, nó sẽ lấp đầy lỗ bằng nước. Sau đó, cá sẽ bơi vào các ống khói xung quanh bức tường và bị mắc kẹt trong lỗ khi thủy triều xuống. Khi mà tất cả những gì chúng ta phải làm là thu thập cá. " She said even though she knew that they probably didn't understand her.