Under the burning morning sun, she lay still — a massive leatherback sea turtle trapped between a tree and thick brush, her flipper bleeding, her shell scorched. She had come ashore to nest but lost her way, caught between land and death.
Then came the rescuers.
A team of conservationists ran to her side, pouring saltwater over her burning skin, digging through the earth with bare hands to free her. For a moment, she didn’t move — and then, she did. A twitch. A breath. A push. Inch by inch, she made her way toward the waves.
When the ocean finally touched her flipper, she came alive again — surging forward and disappearing into the sea.
She lived because someone showed up. Because someone cared enough to act.
A reminder that even the ancient fall — and sometimes, survival depends on nothing more than a few people willing to push a tree.
Maybe she wasn’t done laying eggs yet.
ReplyDeleteAnon, I don't know.
DeleteNature is indifferent. People, sometimes, aren't.
ReplyDeleteedutcher, It always feels good to help animals. I will never understand cruelty towards animals.
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