It's Tough Being a Turtle
Everyday, I go about my daily activities of slowly waking up, taking a walk with my family to the Mississippi River, bathing daily, and many other activities. Sometimes I just enjoy sitting on the shore with the water splashing up on me every once in a while. Occasionally, when we're hungry my friends and I hunt for mussels or clams along the river bank. We basically go about doing our own thing. Sporadically something exciting happens, like when my mother laid her eggs, but usually nothing too thrilling occurs. I don't really see too many humans or human activity where I live, but my buddies downstream say they've seen more than they've wanted to. So from what I've heard, I'm pretty lucky in that I do not have to deal with them too much.
Contrary to my regular sightings, when I was walking sluggishly down to the river one day, a group of teenagers came striding down the hill after me. They were pretty noisy and disturbing. They walked right by, not even noticing me. I watched them throw rocks in the river. I think they were trying to see how many times they could skip them or something like that. They all seemed a little barbaric to me, like they had never seen a body of water before. They splashed around in it hooting and hollering.
Finally, after playing around for a few hours, they decided to eat lunch. I kept on watching them because I found them quite amusing. After unwrapping their sandwiches and opening their soda cans, they began to feast. Next thing I knew, they were done eating and wadding up their trash. I could not believe my eyes at the next thing they did—they threw the trash in the river! Those silly teenagers had littered in my home. By that time, I was very upset.
Soon after their display of stupidity, they packed up and left. As they walked past me again to leave, I stared into the river. I could not understand why those kids had done that. All they had to do was pack it up along with the... [continues]
Everyday, I go about my daily activities of slowly waking up, taking a walk with my family to the Mississippi River, bathing daily, and many other activities. Sometimes I just enjoy sitting on the shore with the water splashing up on me every once in a while. Occasionally, when we're hungry my friends and I hunt for mussels or clams along the river bank. We basically go about doing our own thing. Sporadically something exciting happens, like when my mother laid her eggs, but usually nothing too thrilling occurs. I don't really see too many humans or human activity where I live, but my buddies downstream say they've seen more than they've wanted to. So from what I've heard, I'm pretty lucky in that I do not have to deal with them too much.
Contrary to my regular sightings, when I was walking sluggishly down to the river one day, a group of teenagers came striding down the hill after me. They were pretty noisy and disturbing. They walked right by, not even noticing me. I watched them throw rocks in the river. I think they were trying to see how many times they could skip them or something like that. They all seemed a little barbaric to me, like they had never seen a body of water before. They splashed around in it hooting and hollering.
Finally, after playing around for a few hours, they decided to eat lunch. I kept on watching them because I found them quite amusing. After unwrapping their sandwiches and opening their soda cans, they began to feast. Next thing I knew, they were done eating and wadding up their trash. I could not believe my eyes at the next thing they did—they threw the trash in the river! Those silly teenagers had littered in my home. By that time, I was very upset.
Soon after their display of stupidity, they packed up and left. As they walked past me again to leave, I stared into the river. I could not understand why those kids had done that. All they had to do was pack it up along with the... [continues]
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