I AM a shell. My home is in the great ocean. Our family is a very large one; much larger than your father's family, for I have thousands of brothers and sisters.
Some of my relatives are so very small that you could not see them without a microscope: others are very large.
Many of the little animals living in us are killed.
What do you think happens to the shell houses?
The great waves wash part of us up on the beach, but others sink to the bottom of the ocean.
The great rivers that flow into the ocean, bring mud and sand with them. This mud settles to the bottom with the shells.
Have you ever seen my home, the great ocean?
Try to think how many of the lakes you have seen it would take to make this great body of water, and how heavy it must be.