- The Washington Times - Friday, May 18, 2007

By Troy Kellner, age 5

Central Preschool,

Edgewater, Md.

“Turtles in My Sandbox” is a story about how turtles are born and how they live.

One day a girl named Maggie is playing in her sandbox in her yard and finds eggs that are buried in the sand. She didn’t know how they got there, but found out later that they were buried by their mom turtle who thought she was burying them in the beach. Maggie decided to be the turtles’ sitter by protecting them against other animals that wanted to eat them.

One day in September, the turtles decided to come out of their eggs. It took them a long time to open the eggs and crawl out. There were eight of them and Maggie named them all. Their names were Scamp, Freckles, Tudo, Popper, Poky, Terpy, Shelly and Scooter, and each name had a meaning behind it.

She put the turtles in tanks and included big sticks for them to climb on, rocks and water. She fed the turtles worms, which I thought was funny but gross. When the turtles were big enough, she let them go back in the bay to live happily ever after.

I liked the part where they waved goodbye with their feet. I would recommend this book to all of my friends who like turtles because of the fun facts in it. There are also crafts at the end of the book. My star rating for this book would be 3.

This story and its Web site, terrapinbook.com, are based on a real program that allows students in Maryland to help wildlife experts protect and learn more about their state reptile, the diamondback terrapin. My Dad likes this book because he’s a fan of the University of Maryland Terrapins.

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