Wide, there are many blue curved lines on the exterior of my shell, the clearest one is the shortest one, 3 cm. away from the black head at the narrow side. Brown and blue lines appear on the shells narrow side beside the black head. On the interior , dark yellow spots created a dog face with a white spot surrounding the left eye, an opened mouth with square shape, not meant to scare us, it seems Hungry or maybe it got tired from staying confined in this shell and wants to get out to Play and jump and run fast, his simple crying eyes indicates that he isnt looking for trouble, his nose almost disappears from the image, one small hole beside three tiny lines create his nose, these lines become smaller as it moves to his right side. A shell is the most universally identifiable part of a creature known as a mollusk. This particular shell was once the home and a source of protection of a clane. For me, catching this kind of nature treasure with each incoming wave often meant one of my favorite outdoor activities like fishing.
When I was little, I loved visiting the beach; it was my favorite place. I didnt have any brothers or sisters that were close to my age, and my parents were busy all the time. I remember sneaking out with my dog through my rooms narrow window and heading directly to the beach, It was close, so I didnt have to get charged for a metro card. One day, as I was walking along the beach, I found this beautiful shiny seashell, It was different than the others, its diverse clear colors took me into different world. I was astonished with its beauty; I always loved those fairy tales about a fisherman who found a ring in a fish, or those people who saw a mermaid sitting on a rock, I always believed these beautiful stories, I always thought how lucky those people are, and that perhaps this seashell was the thing that will bring me luck, I took it with me anywhere I went, and kept asking it for requests.
I wanted to keep it forever, but my mom wouldnt let me have it in my room; it was really smelly and that made my mom asked me to throw it away immediately ¦, I didnt want to throw my friend in the garbage, so I took it back to the beach. On my way, I saw this guy on the side of the street selling seashell necklaces, a piece of design, those beautiful seashells created those wonderful necklaces, but werent as beautiful as my shell. I looked at their prices and said to myself: gosh, these seashells are really pricy, my seashell is probably worth more than those I wouldnt let anybody carry my shell, so as I watched the children playing in the water and listened to their laughter, I held my little seashell close to my heart¦ to let it know that I cared very much that it had lived once, and that it had died.
A moment later, my shell was free in the sea. Back then, life was simple, we looked at the world with innocent eyes, free from the complexities and misguided interpretations often associated with experience and maturity. Our quick development makes us forget these simple life parts. Looking back into these nature resources from a child eyes will make us recognize more complex situation need to solve like pollution and global warming for example, we dont need complex things to design our homes, we can use simple nature resources to create a beautiful design, we can use shells for decoration, and shells have long been used for ornamentation, tools, and coins. They are important today in the production of such items as pearl buttons, jewelry, and other decorative items. Shell-collecting is a popular hobby throughout the world. People from different ages enjoy looking for these charming marine organism. No wonder because it doesnt cost any money, people from different ages can easily do it, nevertheless people like to have one