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Personal Narrative, Manatee-fueled Trip
The feeling of the cold water around me was really waking me up. Swirling crystal green-blue water and tree branches gently floated past me as my mom and I made our way into the lagoon. I blinked my blue eyes to clear the liquid from my goggles. And then I saw it; a grey manatee, swimming slowly in the water with it’s tail swishing up and down softly. The real mermaids. We weren't allowed to (deep breath) yell near/at, touch, feed, hit, kick, poke, kick sand at, kidnap the baby manatees, swim over, ride, kayak over, touch the sand in a way the irritated anyone, or wake up the sleeping manatees. Manatees were endangered at that time, so of course the place had a bajillion rules to protect them. Still, it was manatee heaven, nonetheless.
My mom glided over to me. We couldn’t say anything because we were wearing snorkeling gear and we couldn’t take it off without pausing, as I said in the list of rules. A manatee swam past. I reminded myself to thank Mom again when the trip was over. Captain Stacey had mentioned there was a manatee here that was pregnant; I could tell it was that one because it was a bigger manatee than normal, and manatees are pretty big. We swam
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Even though we were in Florida, the sunshine state, it was still March and wearing two wetsuits didn’t keep my teeth from chattering. So we went back to the boat. After ten minutes the others in my group came back. Which meant the young couple with us came back. A date with manatees, why not? I would love that. During the time it took for them to get back I had watched a manatee go under one of the other boats resting in the lagoon. I was thankful all the boats were required to have covers over the propellers. Capt. Stacey started the motor, and the boat puttered out. Once we were back at the docks by our hotel, we walked to our rooms and I promptly fell on my bed, exhausted like I had just ran a mile
Everyone loves the Florida manatee because they look like big puppy dogs with a cute endless smile. In addition, they are beautiful creatures that bring a smile to every face that sees them floating along in their natural habitat or in the local aquarium. Undoubtedly, the Florida manatee is one of the friendliest species in the world even though they are huge animals weighing up to twelve hundred pounds and reaching ten-foot long. Despite what this gentle creature has been through at the hands of human beings, the Florida manatee looks as happy as ever when they are sighted feeding in their natural environment. However, the manatee population is being threatened and needs help to prevent further decline. The reduction in the Florida manatee
Manatees are loved by many Floridians. Manatees are known as one of the state’s natural wonders. They were once marked as one of the endangered mammals in Florida. The federal government considers a species endangered when it is at risk of extinction. Therefore, the federal government is downlisting manatees from “endangered” to “threatened.” The manatees are now downgraded from endangered to just threatened, the level of protection for the manatees are also reducing. Since the federal government has spoken out that manatees are no longer endangered, does it decrease the risk of manatees being extinct?
The smell of the restaurants faded and the new, refreshing aroma of the sea salt in the air took over. The sun’s warmth on my skin and the constant breeze was a familiar feeling that I loved every single time we came to the beach. I remember the first time we came to the beach. I was only nine years old. The white sand amazed me because it looked like a wavy blanket of snow, but was misleading because it was scorching hot. The water shone green like an emerald, it was content. By this I mean that the waves were weak enough to stand through as they rushed over me. There was no sense of fear of being drug out to sea like a shipwrecked sailor. Knowing all this now I knew exactly how to approach the beach. Wear my sandals as long as I could and lay spread out my towel without hesitation. Then I’d jump in the water to coat myself in a moist protective layer before returning to my now slightly less hot towel. In the water it was a completely different world. While trying to avoid the occasional passing jellyfish, it was an experience of
My vomit clouded the ocean surface with a purple-brown color before fading below the depths. On the other side of the vessel, I re-equipped my mask and plunged into the water to be greeted by my aunt – she was to be my snorkeling partner as she had much experience in the depths of Hawaii. When I submerged my head it was almost as if I had entered a new world. This unseen dimension housed a coral reef that vibrantly shone with a mixture of bright reds and deep blues. The reef almost seemed to pulsate as thousands of fish darted in and out of their subterranean homes. The water was thick with salt and teemed with plankton. We often resurfaced to point out fish to each other. I remember my aunt telling me of the environmental dangers of touching the still-living coral. “If you pierce its skin it will likely become infected and die, and all of the fish who live in it will die too,” she expertly explained. From then on I kept my distance to at least 5-6
The range-wide population of manatees is assumed to be at least 13,000, with more than 6,500 in the southeastern United States and Puerto Rico. There was “aerial surveys” that began in 1991. Info from the survey stated it was an estimation of 1,267 manatees in Florida. Today there are more than 6,300 in Florida, indicating a major increase over the last 25 years. The Conservation Commission (FWC)” recently led two natural status reviews of the Florida manatee that involved complete collection and mixture of population and range data; along with a wide spread display of population projections (FWC 2002, 2003; Haubold et al. 2006). Enduring studies of the Florida manatee show that there are four separate regional subpopulations, as
The Florida Manatee’s popular marine species in the tropical environment of Florida are currently considered an “endangered species”. The ecology (the relationships between living organisms and their interactions with their natural or developed environment), for the manatee (trichechus manatus), requires and is generally restricted to the inland and coastal waters of peninsular Florida during the winter, when they shelter in and/or near warm-water springs, heated industrial effluents, and other warm water sites (as stated in Research Gate (1997) Hartman 1979, Lefebvre et al). The Florida (West Indian) Manatee, An Endangered Species, has no known predators other than humans; in the past, humans hunted
My uncle and I started getting everything setup so we could start fishing. I grabbed my fishing rod, placed the bait on the hook, unfolded my chair, and waited for a fish. Tim saw me sitting by myself so he walked over to the dock to talk to me about some stuff; he started telling me about his most prized/special catfish, the albino catfish. The albino catfish lived
It was a warm rainy June night the humidity was high which made it even harder to breathe on the crammed boat. My family was asleep on the constantly rocking boat suddenly the boat shook, but my family was still fast asleep. I couldn’t seem to fall asleep so I got up and stepped out on the cold wet steel boats upper deck to get some air. When I got outside I realized that it was pouring bucket sized rain. I saw increasingly large waves crash furiously against the lower deck. Hard water droplets pelted my face, I could taste the salt water in my mouth from the spray of the ocean. Suddenly A massive wave slammed hard against the ship and almost swallowed the boat. Wind gusts started kicking up. I held onto the rail grasping it as if it were my prized possession. Suddenly I was blown
Manatee was breathing heavily, as if he had just run a long way. Alpen thought this was weird as the prince had just been casting spells. His eyes followed the SeaWing as he plopped himself down by a clear pool and took a drink. Alpenrose turned to look at his superiors. Fluorite, Tundra, and Seal where talking to some stuffy looking SeaWing teacher. They looked deep in conversation. Alpen saw this as a good time to get to know the Prince better. He turned and walked over to the pool.
Sirenia: Trichechidae (the manatee) is a large, mostly herbivorous, aquatic mammal. Manatees are often referred to as “sea cows.” There are three recorded species of manatees: the Amazonian manatee “Trichechus inunguis,” the West Indian manatee “Trichechus manatus,” and the West African manatee “Trichechus senegalensis.” There is also the Trichechus pygmaeus (The dwarf manatee). This species has yet to be validated. I live in Florida where the manatee can be found throughout Florida’s abundant warm water locations. Manatees reside in warm water, shallow rivers, bays, estuaries and coastal waters. (Google, 2014)
Once upon a time, in a world where Mermaids and magic isn’t just a fairy tale, the story of the Mermaid who has been rescued from the sea, and her aquarium carer is held.
“Kyle, I have a surprise for you at home! It’s your very early birthday present.” She sure did excite me because I ran home, and there it was on a table in my room - A fishtank! It was a pretty large tank, about 2 ½ feet wide, but it was empty. “Let’s go to the pet store to pick out some fish, Kyle” My mom sure did make that day great. The pet store was called ‘Critters’, in Rio Rancho, and it was one of my favorite places to go and just look at the different animals they had from time to time. This time, however, I was actually able to buy some! This was my first pet, so you can probably imagine my excitement. We decided to get some tropical fish that could survive in salt water, because I thought they looked “cooler and more exotic!”. Looking back, I didn’t realize how difficult it was to keep saltwater fish alive and healthy for a long time, but I still enjoyed the year that I did have them, my first
As we pulled out of my parents driveway, the circumstances seemed very surreal. My entire way of life had been turned upside down with only a few hours consideration. I was very much “at sea” in the ...
I recall in vivid detail the scenery around us as we embarked on our perilous journey down the Nantahala. We arrived at the drop-off point in the early afternoon the next day. The sweet smell of fresh pine trees was floating in the air and a soft midsummer breeze was brushing against our faces. After receiving directions and safety precautions from our rafting instructor, we geared up, boarded our raft, and set out for our voyage down the treacherous Nantahala. Sharing the experience with me were my mother, aunt, uncle, and cousin; along with out rafting guide. We were all ready for a fun and safe ride down the Nantahala.
The sun is radiant and scorching, as always when it’s August in Michigan, while the lake water is warm with occasional ripples flowing through as the wind subtly blows over. I’ve got my giant pink floaty around my waist with my ridiculously large bug-eyed sunglasses around my face and I’m ready to set myself afloat into the water. As I float on my raft into the warm water I close my eyes while the waves relax me into a soft slumber as I drift into the middle of lake. Without knowing how much time has passed, I awaken to the sound of Alicia’s mom yelling my name and automatically panic,