Snorkelling: I always knew it was hard and now I had to face it. Today I came out to snorkel with my aunt, uncle, mum, dad and sister. Apparently the snorkel that I was using was lucky, but I didn’t believe any of that. Everyone had a go, and it was only me and my sister left. So I put on my ‘lucky’ snorkel and holding hands with my sister, went out. It was very beautiful seeing wonderful fish around me in the endless and quiet waters.
Suddenly I spotted something. It was a PLASTIC BAG. I was told in school that these are really bad for turtles and there were a lot around here. So I gestured to my sister and she knew exactly what I was talking about. We swam to the bag and I quickly smushed it in my pocket. But what was this? A turtle started swimming toward us. It had a green shell, and a small head so I couldn’t see its eyes. I can hear the flapping of its finds and my own breath in detail. As it came closer, I could taste the salty water and the coral flying around, gushing into my mouth. My legs felt cold and as I looked at my sister, she was excited and confused, happy, gesturing towards the mysterious turtle.