“Look at the pretty seashells and corals over here”. The little girl approached the so-called “Nature Table” barely tall enough to look over it. She stared at the natural sponge, the hardened corals and the various sized- and shaped- seashells. She looked perplexed.
“Under the water they look more alive”.
The museum guide suddenly felt helpless for words.
“Well,” he began, desperately trying to say something positive.
“Water is their natural habitat. But out here, we can observe them better, right?”
“Strange,” the little girl said.
“Despite the waves and the water pressure look how pretty and strong they are”.
Also part of Friday Fictioneers