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Woosh. Woosh. The sound of waves and a 

strong, ocean scent filled the air. The hot July 

sun shone down on the sandy shore. Here lied 

lots of families of animals.

In this group of many families was a family of 

hatching sea turtles. One by one, the baby sea 

turtles crawled out of their burrow and 

scrambled across the beach. It was the start of 

their adventurous journeys into the ocean.

Most of the sea turtles were excited to swim 

into the ocean. One sea turtle named Timothy 

was left   behind, curled up inside the burrow. 

He was scared about having to go on his own 

into sea.

Timothy couldn’t bear to think about entering 

the cold water on his own. What if he drowned? 

What if he got eaten? Couldn’t he just live 

inside this warm burrow and wait for his mom 

to come back?

He needed his mom to help him into the ocean, 

so Timothy waited. And he waited. And waited. 

Soon, he heard a loud grumble in his tummy. 

He was forced to climb out of his burrow and 

look for food.

Suddenly, overhead, Timothy heard the 

flapping of wings and the sound of a seagull 

cry. Oh no, it was Sabrina the Seagull!

“Well, well, well, hey there Timothy,” Sabrina 

said to Timothy as she flew down to the sand. 

“Hi Sabrina,” Timothy replied.

“All your brothers and sisters are in the ocean 

and you’re still here? Scaredy-cat!” Sabrina 

teased.

“I’m not a scaredy-cat!” Timothy exclaimed.

“You’ll never be able to make it into 

the ocean because you’re too scared. 

Have fun little Timothy,” Sabrina 

sneered and flew off.

“She’s right,” Timothy thought to 

himself. He would stay and starve 

here all alone. There was no point in 

trying anymore.

Timothy slowly curled up in his shell 

and waited for everything to be over. 

He was never going to make it into 

the sea. He would never be able to 

swim with his brothers and sisters.

Tap. Tap. Tap. What was that noise? 

Tap. Tap. Tap. Someone was tapping on 

Timothy’s shell. Who could it be? 

Timothy peeked his head out of his 

shell to take   a look.

“Hi there!” a small crab greeted Timothy.

Timothy replied, “Who are you?”

“My name is Charles. What’s your name?” the 

crab asked.

“I’m Timothy.”

“What are you doing here all by yourself? 

Shouldn’t you be in the sea already?” Charles 

questioned.

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