As I sat near my buried Galapagos baby eggs on the coast of South
America, I started to hear a cracking, stirring noise. My wife laid 17 eggs this rainy
season and we were taking care of them. The noise was coming from one of my baby eggs; it
was starting to burst open. One of baby Galapagos was finally born and my wife and I named
him Quickie. He weighed 24 pounds. Suddenly, I saw a hunter sneaking around the forest.
The hunter was looking for us because he wanted fresh meat to eat. He wanted to take us
back on his trip to America.
The sailors came to the Galapagos Island on their way to other journeys to get fresh
food to eat. Since they got hungry, the sailors stopped here to hunt for food. Other
sailors come to the Galapagos Island because they know that lots of tortoises live here.
The sailors could easily catch the tortoises with their bare hands because we move so
slowly. When they catch the tortoises they store them upside down because they know the
tortoises can not turn up right and get away. The tortoises do not get rotten because they
can live off their fat for a month without having food or water.
As I was trying to protect my family, a sailor almost caught me with his bare hands.
When he had me, I turned around and I bit him on the leg, so he let me go and he ran away.
Unfortunately, the sailors found some of our cousins and took them with them on their trip
for food. I went to the other side of island and told the humans that hunters were coming
to kill us. So the humans protected us by taking our eggs and saving them until they
hatched. Also they made laws that say we could not be killed anymore because we were
becoming extinct. This is because there use to be 250,000 of us and now there is only
1,500 left. We are now okay in their hands.