It’s been weeks Silver Doe climbing down the mountain and this morning, she arrives at beautiful seashore with sandy coast, clear blue water and smoth waves in one part but the other one is… Is that mud? Silver Doe doesn’t sure herself.
Moreover, in the distance there something catch her eyes. It is an Old Man who busying himself to plant some trees in mud area when Silver Doe approaching him.
‘Hi, hello, may I know what are you doing?’ Asked Silver Doe.
‘Oh, hi… Hello, this?’ Replied The Old Man pointing at what he has done.
Silver Doe nodded.
‘I’m planting mangroves, these trees will protect this place from huge waves and also it’d be a home for many creatures, come closer I’ll show you.’ Said The Old Man.
Silver Doe took the offer and she very surprise to see so many creatures she never even had seen it before.
There are something like giant clamp, she’s not sure herself. Many kind of crabs, there also something fish-like but it has tiny feet and many more surprising creatures who catch Silver Doe’s eyes!
‘May I help you? To plant these mangroves.’ Asked Silver Doe.
‘Wah really? You don’t mind? Well, here I’ll show you.’ Replied The Old Man cheerfuly.
Then both of them start to planting mangroves together with Silver Doe exchanging her stories including her previous met with The Crying Earth.
‘Not all the people in the world like them, those who don’t care with the only place we’re living at. Do you see me? I’m really concern with my surrounding. I can’t stand to see my place turn bad and let the creatures extinct, so I try my best to do what I can. The more you make journey, you will see a lot of thing you never imagine and experiences those that can help to built yourself to be better and sensitive person about our only one and already dying planet.’
Yeah, that couldn’t be more true, if only there are more people like The Old Man then The Earth will never cry anymore, thought Silver Doe as she leaving that place which in fond hope that she can makes another visit one day, to see her growing mangroves she planted.
The sun sets lower and lower as if it drowning into the golden sea, Silver Doe took one last glance, with hope in her mind that the mangroves will grow well so that it can protect the place and the creatures who live there well too.
Posted by tara_lee26
thank you to mr. takoyama for the inspiration.