text:  tears so that they're they don't get sand into their eyes so while i'm holding down her front flippers these tears start to roll out of her eyes so the turtle's crying i'm crying and you know i was like i'll never drop another piece of plastic on the ground again because for me at that point in my life you know everyone was guilty you would have like a mint throw the plastic wrapper in the bush and think nothing of it you know it was like second nature but for the first time in my life i saw that these animals that i loved dearly