Story 13. Seashells
Do you like seashells?
Do you enjoy walking on the beach and collecting seashells?
I do.
Recently, my parents took me down south over the Christmas holidays.
We had a wonderful time on a small southern island.
When we left Canada, the temperature was minus 20 degrees Celsius.
When we landed at the airport on the island, it was plus 30 degrees.
Yes, we had leaped from winter to summer in just five hours.
After we checked in at our hotel, we all ran to see the ocean.
Amazing!
The waves were racing one after another towards the shore.
As the water drew away, It left in front of us beautiful shells, shells in various shapes, colours, and sizes.
I bent down to pick some up.
Soon we had a pile of seashells on the beach.
Looking at the seashells, my dad said that each shell showed us a life in the ocean.
Imagine how much life there is under the ocean's surface!
