Journey To The Sea... Or City
In early summer, a green sea turtle, only two inches long, was in her egg. The egg shell was pressing against her in all directions. She wiggled around, using a small point on the tip of her beak called an egg tooth to bang against her enclosure, desperately trying to stretch her flippers. So little space… nothing seemed to be working. She was on the verge of giving up when she felt the shell begin to give way. With renewed effort, she bashed the shell in its weakening point. She could finally squeeze through. Upon exiting her shell she blinked her eyes, and was met with an incredible, amazing, extraordinary...nothing. She was in total darkness. She could sense rather than see the presence of other sea turtles -- her sisters. Some instinct told her and all the other hatchlings to crawl upwards. They crawled up and slipped down, taking soil with them, slowly starting to dig away from the nest. As time went on, some late hatchers joined them. ...