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On a dark summer night, on a beach somewhere on the east coast of Florida, a tiny loggerhead sea turtle named Wilbur emerges from his nest in the sad. Wilbur is so tiny he could fit in the palm of a child's hand.
Wilbur feels wiggling and squirming in the sand beneath him. He looks around and sees more tiny turtle coming out of the nest. Wilbur thinks to himself, there must be at least 100 of them.
After breaking through the surface of the sand, Wilbur and the other tiny turtles make a dash for the sea. The sea is the brightest spot they can see. Fortunately all the buildings in the area had sea turtle friendly lighting and their shades closed, otherwise the turtles would be confused and dash away from the sea.
Wilbur begins his journey. He crawls through the sand up and over the footprints and other obstacles. Today there is very little trash left on the beach as Wilbur heads for the sea. Even though the beach is clear, Wilbur sees something on the beach near the water and he senses danger ahead. He knows his best chance is to get to the water as fast as he can.
As Wilbur scampers down the beach huge ghost crabs appear. Wilbur knows he must be quick to keep from being caught. Some of the hatchlings are snatched away, but most make it to the damp sand, including Wilbur.
Wilbur can now smell the sea. He feels the pounding waves and something inside him tells him to get into the water and swim. Birds are flying overhead and Wilbur runs faster on his tiny flippers.
As reaches the ocean, Wilbur pauses for a moment. He smells and tastes the sea. He knows this is where he belongs as he gazes at the long journey ahead. He has made it to the edge of the water, but now he must swim as fast and as hard as he can. He is more than ready to go. He feels a tremendous amount of energy inside and he is ready to make the plunge into the ocean and to get to a safe place.
Before he can get to the water, a sea gull swoops overhead. Wilbur can feel his wings as the bird comes closer. Suddenly, a huge creature in red swimming trunks comes running across the beach and chases the sea gull away. Wilbur knows he has just been saved from becoming a meal for the sea gull, but there is no time to say thank you.
Wilbur scampers across the wet sand.
Excerpted from WILBUR The Washback Sea Turtle by Ann Zscheile Copyright © 2012 by Ann Zscheile. Excerpted by permission of Trafford Publishing. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
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