The fisherman beached
the yola and jumped onto the shore. His son followed him, and both pulled the
boat further up onto the sand. Cheito and his friends, Tino and Pepín, ran to the boat to see
the catch. The fisherman and his son lifted the carey out of the boat and
gently lay it on its back on the beach. They slowly walked off to a nearby palm
tree. The Cheito, Tino and Pepín surrounded the sea turtle and silently stood
watching as it opened and closed its bill, and slowly moved its fins as if
attempting to right itself. The boy lay down next to the turtle. It was almost
as long as he was tall. Its shell was a mottled green with sharp edges, its
skin pebbled, and its large and expressive eyes were shedding large tears. The
fisherman and his son stood up with freshly sharpened machetes and returned to
the creature.
Jose M. Caldas, September 21, 2013.
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