Sea Glass Fiction Contest
Grades 3-5
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First Place: Ada Costello | Grade 4, Cutchogue
Drifting Sea Glass
Crash! A purple glass bottle falls on a rock. “Oopsie!” someone says, and then walks away. The tide sweeps in, covering the glass with its fluffy white blanket. Slowly, oh so slowly, it drags the glass into the water. Like a leaf falling from a tree, it makes its way to the sandy bottom of the sea. The current pushes it past hungry sea turtles looking for jellyfish to snack on. The glass keeps drifting. It passes schools of fish in millions of colors. Swoosh! A bird crashes through the water. It looks out of place here, like a flying pig. The bird grabs a fish in its long and sharp beak. It escapes to the surface with its prize, as the glass keeps drifting. Snap! It floats by two lobsters fighting, their claws clapping. The glass keeps drifting. It flows past about 20 clear blobs. Jellyfish. The glass keeps drifting. Finally the glass reaches land. It is not in the place where it started drifting. It drifted its way to a whole new world.
“Ohh! Look mommy! It’s a piece of sea glass!” a little girl says to her mother. “Wow, honey!” her mom replies. The glass is no longer just glass. It is sea glass. The little girl brought the sea glass to her house. She dropped it in a clear glass mason jar with other pieces of sea glass. All of those pieces took similar journeys but each one is a little different. The sea glass sparkles in the evening sun. One piece of sea glass is a ruby red and another piece is emerald green. The last piece looks like a delicate glass ring. The sea glass that drifted over to the jar is a sparkly and shiny purple. When the sun catches it just right, it looks like a scale from a mermaid tail.
The girl is old now. She is a grandma and the jar is full of sea glass. All of her children and grandchildren have filled it. One day, her most curious grandchild, Marco, stares, entranced at the sea glass jar. Marco reaches in and selects a piece of sea glass. The sea glass is the same purple one that made its journey through the sea. Marco drills a hole and threads a string through the sea glass. He ties the necklace on. When he gets older he will pass the sea glass necklace on to his children who will pass it on to their children and so on.
“Ohh! Look mommy! It’s a piece of sea glass!” a little girl says to her mother. “Wow, honey!” her mom replies. The glass is no longer just glass. It is sea glass. The little girl brought the sea glass to her house. She dropped it in a clear glass mason jar with other pieces of sea glass. All of those pieces took similar journeys but each one is a little different. The sea glass sparkles in the evening sun. One piece of sea glass is a ruby red and another piece is emerald green. The last piece looks like a delicate glass ring. The sea glass that drifted over to the jar is a sparkly and shiny purple. When the sun catches it just right, it looks like a scale from a mermaid tail.
The girl is old now. She is a grandma and the jar is full of sea glass. All of her children and grandchildren have filled it. One day, her most curious grandchild, Marco, stares, entranced at the sea glass jar. Marco reaches in and selects a piece of sea glass. The sea glass is the same purple one that made its journey through the sea. Marco drills a hole and threads a string through the sea glass. He ties the necklace on. When he gets older he will pass the sea glass necklace on to his children who will pass it on to their children and so on.
Second Place: Ella Vitrano | Grade 4, Floral Park
Riuooptic
Everyone says that mermaids, unicorns, dragons, all that stuff don’t exist; let me prove you wrong. Real mermaids, the Httigepon clan, had green skin, black dagger-like teeth, long yellow-ish brown-ish fingernails, yellow eyes, and a shaggy, scaly, slimy brown tail. They were territorial and collected what they called treasures. Sea glass, or riuooptic- the gods treasures. They didn’t only collect whatever was on the ground and/or whatever they saw; they only collected riuooptic in special places. But their most treasured piece of all, was a pink piece of riuooptic shaped like a bowl.
Their king was almost dead when once, a child, no older then 5, found this riuooptic with the medicine inside it. It saved the kings life, and that medicine was only found across the world, so they believed for it to have been sent by the gods.
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“Papa, will you read me a bedtime story?” asked the human king’s only daughter, 5-year-old Penelope.
“Always, my love,” he replied.” Once, there child who was believed to have been god’s daughter herself. She was believed to have powers; though, they didn’t always work the best. But she had powers no less. Her name was ‘Hope’. One day she rose from the sea, with only coral and seaweed for clothes. She was beautiful, nonetheless. She came with one object: a pink, bowl-shaped piece of sea glass. She called it’ riuooptic’. She wouldn’t ever part with it. She told everybody her sorrowful story- and most believed her. She helped mankind and womankind thrive. She was t- “
“Papa? How do you know this?” Penelope asked.
”Because I knew her myself,” he said sorrowfully.
“Where is she now?”
He said nothing but looked up, his eyes an ocean.
“Where is she now?” she repeated.” Where is her special bowl?”
“In a beautiful place in the sky, my love.” But his eyes stayed looking up, but not answering the second question.
“How did she go bleah?” she gestured herself being dead.
“My father, the king at that time, ordered her dead.” he said, allowing one, single tear to fall. He kissed her goodnight, tucked her in, turned off the light, leaving her much sadder and much more awake than she was before. She closed her eyes but was thinking for a while about the story her father had just told her, until she fell into an uneasy, deep sleep. For she knew her father was hiding something, including that special, pink, bowl-shaped piece of riuooptic.
Everyone says that mermaids, unicorns, dragons, all that stuff don’t exist; let me prove you wrong. Real mermaids, the Httigepon clan, had green skin, black dagger-like teeth, long yellow-ish brown-ish fingernails, yellow eyes, and a shaggy, scaly, slimy brown tail. They were territorial and collected what they called treasures. Sea glass, or riuooptic- the gods treasures. They didn’t only collect whatever was on the ground and/or whatever they saw; they only collected riuooptic in special places. But their most treasured piece of all, was a pink piece of riuooptic shaped like a bowl.
Their king was almost dead when once, a child, no older then 5, found this riuooptic with the medicine inside it. It saved the kings life, and that medicine was only found across the world, so they believed for it to have been sent by the gods.
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“Papa, will you read me a bedtime story?” asked the human king’s only daughter, 5-year-old Penelope.
“Always, my love,” he replied.” Once, there child who was believed to have been god’s daughter herself. She was believed to have powers; though, they didn’t always work the best. But she had powers no less. Her name was ‘Hope’. One day she rose from the sea, with only coral and seaweed for clothes. She was beautiful, nonetheless. She came with one object: a pink, bowl-shaped piece of sea glass. She called it’ riuooptic’. She wouldn’t ever part with it. She told everybody her sorrowful story- and most believed her. She helped mankind and womankind thrive. She was t- “
“Papa? How do you know this?” Penelope asked.
”Because I knew her myself,” he said sorrowfully.
“Where is she now?”
He said nothing but looked up, his eyes an ocean.
“Where is she now?” she repeated.” Where is her special bowl?”
“In a beautiful place in the sky, my love.” But his eyes stayed looking up, but not answering the second question.
“How did she go bleah?” she gestured herself being dead.
“My father, the king at that time, ordered her dead.” he said, allowing one, single tear to fall. He kissed her goodnight, tucked her in, turned off the light, leaving her much sadder and much more awake than she was before. She closed her eyes but was thinking for a while about the story her father had just told her, until she fell into an uneasy, deep sleep. For she knew her father was hiding something, including that special, pink, bowl-shaped piece of riuooptic.
Third Place: Laila Mendonca | Grade 5, Bay Shore
The Memory Glass
Once upon a time, not so long ago, there was a family. A fairytale family … absolutely perfect.
Family dinners every day were filled with laughter and joy. Until one day it wasn't. It felt like everything went downhill from there. All of the family dinners were filled with frowns and arguing, and one day they just fell apart. “No! Why do you guys have to divorce?!” Uttered their miserable daughter. “It'll be ok, I promise.” Babbled her teary eyed mother. “I want you to have this beach glass. I found it the day that your father and I met.” “It was the happiest day of my life… It's filled with memories.”
From that day forward she kept it by her side. Even on her worst days it brought her joy. It was amazing! She loved everything about her life until one day the memory glass was gone!.. She looked for it everywhere and she couldn't find it. The guilt stayed with her, even as an adult. “How could I lose the memory glass that my mother gave me?” Everyday she wakes up and feels more guilty. She can no longer forgive herself and feels more alone than ever. She can't seem to find happiness in anything. She finds friends but still feels lonely and always doubts herself. She grows up and both her parents pass. She gets married and goes to the same place her parents went for their honeymoon… Long Island beach! They grow together and have kids of their own and go back to the beach. As the mother is running to the ocean after her little one she sees a little beach glass glimmering with purple sparkles that looks just like the lost memorie glass. She carefully puts it in her bag and keeps it. Sadly, years later she and her husband got divorced and she said to her daughter “I want you to keep this beach glass.” “My mother found it when she met my father and I want you to keep it.” “It's called the memory glass.” Her daughter kept it…she never lost it.
As she grows older her mother begins to get sick…but she always had the memory glass . Soon her mother begins to give into the illness and passes away . She decides to cremate her mother and takes her to her favorite beach in Long Island. As she watches the ashes spread she lets go of the beach glass, “I love you mom.” Those were the last words before she let go of the sparkling memory glass.
Once upon a time, not so long ago, there was a family. A fairytale family … absolutely perfect.
Family dinners every day were filled with laughter and joy. Until one day it wasn't. It felt like everything went downhill from there. All of the family dinners were filled with frowns and arguing, and one day they just fell apart. “No! Why do you guys have to divorce?!” Uttered their miserable daughter. “It'll be ok, I promise.” Babbled her teary eyed mother. “I want you to have this beach glass. I found it the day that your father and I met.” “It was the happiest day of my life… It's filled with memories.”
From that day forward she kept it by her side. Even on her worst days it brought her joy. It was amazing! She loved everything about her life until one day the memory glass was gone!.. She looked for it everywhere and she couldn't find it. The guilt stayed with her, even as an adult. “How could I lose the memory glass that my mother gave me?” Everyday she wakes up and feels more guilty. She can no longer forgive herself and feels more alone than ever. She can't seem to find happiness in anything. She finds friends but still feels lonely and always doubts herself. She grows up and both her parents pass. She gets married and goes to the same place her parents went for their honeymoon… Long Island beach! They grow together and have kids of their own and go back to the beach. As the mother is running to the ocean after her little one she sees a little beach glass glimmering with purple sparkles that looks just like the lost memorie glass. She carefully puts it in her bag and keeps it. Sadly, years later she and her husband got divorced and she said to her daughter “I want you to keep this beach glass.” “My mother found it when she met my father and I want you to keep it.” “It's called the memory glass.” Her daughter kept it…she never lost it.
As she grows older her mother begins to get sick…but she always had the memory glass . Soon her mother begins to give into the illness and passes away . She decides to cremate her mother and takes her to her favorite beach in Long Island. As she watches the ashes spread she lets go of the beach glass, “I love you mom.” Those were the last words before she let go of the sparkling memory glass.
Honorable Mention: Maggie Rubin | Grade 4, East Williston
Lost and Found
March 1, 1901 8:57pm
Big waves hit the boat. Lightning flashed, and the boat rocked. Half of the bottles, already shattered, lay on the floor moving from one side to another. The team tried to get the sails down, when the bottle came down with a crash.
12 Days Before
A storekeeper placed a bottle of morphine on a shelf. She labeled it $35.35. A few minutes later, the sound of a horse-drawn carriage came by: click clack, clickety clack.
The shop bell rang and the door opened. A lady walked up to the bottle. She grasped it gently, and immediately noticed the thumb print on the side of the bottle. She grasped it tighter and bought it. Then she walked out, and hitched a ride to the pier.
The ship had her name–Mary Fredrickson–written on it in gold letters. Once onboard, she placed the bottle on a cluttered shelf full of bottles.
The Day of the Disaster
At 8:50, the soft winds began to get harder. Shallow waves became furious, gigantic ones.
The boat's gentle rocks became violent humongous shakes. When the first bottle crashed to the ground, Mary woke up startled.
She called, “take the sails down!”
Several bottles came crashing down, spilling all sorts of colored liquid that appeared clear when it mixed with the salt water which spilled in over the side of the boat. Half the bottles shattered, rocking side to side with the motion of the boat.
The team was still trying to take down the sails when the bottle of morphine came down with a crash. The boat rocked so violently, it threw the piece with the thumb print out the window just as the sails came down. The last thing that piece of glass saw was Mary Fredrickson's sad face. Then the world went black.
Several Days Later
The glass woke determined to make the lady happy again by returning to her. He caught himself in the waves, sling-shotted on seaweed, and used every grain to find his way. One day a boat drifted by. Something caught his eye: Mary Fredrickson written in gold letters. A piece of seaweed stuck on the boat, the piece of the bottle used all his might to tangle himself in the seaweed. He hung on through storms, animal attacks, and more. He was bruised and scratched, but it was worth it.
January 3, 1902 5:30pm Cold Spring Harbor
The boat reached the dock. Mary climbed off holding two boxes. Her face drooped, but she had survived.
The piece of glass, who had transformed into sea glass during the journey, knocked on the boat loud enough to get her attention. Mary looked toward the sound, and recognized the print on the glass. She dropped the boxes and picked him up.
When she was old and weary, she donated the piece of glass to the Cold Spring Harbor Whaling Museum. The gallery tag had her name Mary Fredrickson written in gold letters.
March 1, 1901 8:57pm
Big waves hit the boat. Lightning flashed, and the boat rocked. Half of the bottles, already shattered, lay on the floor moving from one side to another. The team tried to get the sails down, when the bottle came down with a crash.
12 Days Before
A storekeeper placed a bottle of morphine on a shelf. She labeled it $35.35. A few minutes later, the sound of a horse-drawn carriage came by: click clack, clickety clack.
The shop bell rang and the door opened. A lady walked up to the bottle. She grasped it gently, and immediately noticed the thumb print on the side of the bottle. She grasped it tighter and bought it. Then she walked out, and hitched a ride to the pier.
The ship had her name–Mary Fredrickson–written on it in gold letters. Once onboard, she placed the bottle on a cluttered shelf full of bottles.
The Day of the Disaster
At 8:50, the soft winds began to get harder. Shallow waves became furious, gigantic ones.
The boat's gentle rocks became violent humongous shakes. When the first bottle crashed to the ground, Mary woke up startled.
She called, “take the sails down!”
Several bottles came crashing down, spilling all sorts of colored liquid that appeared clear when it mixed with the salt water which spilled in over the side of the boat. Half the bottles shattered, rocking side to side with the motion of the boat.
The team was still trying to take down the sails when the bottle of morphine came down with a crash. The boat rocked so violently, it threw the piece with the thumb print out the window just as the sails came down. The last thing that piece of glass saw was Mary Fredrickson's sad face. Then the world went black.
Several Days Later
The glass woke determined to make the lady happy again by returning to her. He caught himself in the waves, sling-shotted on seaweed, and used every grain to find his way. One day a boat drifted by. Something caught his eye: Mary Fredrickson written in gold letters. A piece of seaweed stuck on the boat, the piece of the bottle used all his might to tangle himself in the seaweed. He hung on through storms, animal attacks, and more. He was bruised and scratched, but it was worth it.
January 3, 1902 5:30pm Cold Spring Harbor
The boat reached the dock. Mary climbed off holding two boxes. Her face drooped, but she had survived.
The piece of glass, who had transformed into sea glass during the journey, knocked on the boat loud enough to get her attention. Mary looked toward the sound, and recognized the print on the glass. She dropped the boxes and picked him up.
When she was old and weary, she donated the piece of glass to the Cold Spring Harbor Whaling Museum. The gallery tag had her name Mary Fredrickson written in gold letters.
Honorable Mention: Brooke O'Leary | Grade 3, Farmingdale
The Adventures of the Sea Glass
Long ago the whaling fishermen caught a big whale. They were working very hard to catch a whale that day. They decided to celebrate their big catch by having several different bottles of drink. The men threw their bottles in the water. Throughout the years, the water and sand polished and smashed the bottles.
One day a little girl found an object in the sand. She asked her mom about it. Her mom said to the little girl, “this is a piece of sea glass.” They looked at it very closely. The sea glass was purple and pretty. It looked like it was smashed a long time ago. Her mother said that it was half of the bottom of a bottle. After they played at the beach they went home. The little girl wanted to start a collection. She went to her drawers and got her magnifying glass. This made it easy for her to look at. The sea glass was shiny. She loved how there were bumps on the sides.
The next day the girl asked if they could go to the beach again. They went out for lunch at a seafood restaurant and then to the beach. The girl found the other half of the sea glass that looked exactly like the one she had at home. She showed it to her mom. Her mom said it might be the other half. The girl came running into the house to get her piece. She looked everywhere. It was gone! The girl thought she might have dropped it somewhere. She looked and looked. Maybe it was outside. She finally found it. It was on the front deck. She was relieved! She glued the pieces together. It created one beautiful piece of sea glass.
The girl took the piece of sea glass to the Whaling Museum. She found another piece of sea glass in the showcase the looked exactly like one she had in her hand. She wondered where the sea glass came from. The little girl went over and asked the tour guide if he knew anything about it. The tour guide said the Museum found it on the beach. The little girl said she has a piece of sea glass the same color. The tour guide said he will get an inspector to see if the pieces match. The inspector said it was a match! They were so surprised. The girl came running to her mom and told her the good news. Her mom was amazed. The two pieces formed a full bottle. The girl gave the sea glass to the museum.
Every sea glass has a story!
Long ago the whaling fishermen caught a big whale. They were working very hard to catch a whale that day. They decided to celebrate their big catch by having several different bottles of drink. The men threw their bottles in the water. Throughout the years, the water and sand polished and smashed the bottles.
One day a little girl found an object in the sand. She asked her mom about it. Her mom said to the little girl, “this is a piece of sea glass.” They looked at it very closely. The sea glass was purple and pretty. It looked like it was smashed a long time ago. Her mother said that it was half of the bottom of a bottle. After they played at the beach they went home. The little girl wanted to start a collection. She went to her drawers and got her magnifying glass. This made it easy for her to look at. The sea glass was shiny. She loved how there were bumps on the sides.
The next day the girl asked if they could go to the beach again. They went out for lunch at a seafood restaurant and then to the beach. The girl found the other half of the sea glass that looked exactly like the one she had at home. She showed it to her mom. Her mom said it might be the other half. The girl came running into the house to get her piece. She looked everywhere. It was gone! The girl thought she might have dropped it somewhere. She looked and looked. Maybe it was outside. She finally found it. It was on the front deck. She was relieved! She glued the pieces together. It created one beautiful piece of sea glass.
The girl took the piece of sea glass to the Whaling Museum. She found another piece of sea glass in the showcase the looked exactly like one she had in her hand. She wondered where the sea glass came from. The little girl went over and asked the tour guide if he knew anything about it. The tour guide said the Museum found it on the beach. The little girl said she has a piece of sea glass the same color. The tour guide said he will get an inspector to see if the pieces match. The inspector said it was a match! They were so surprised. The girl came running to her mom and told her the good news. Her mom was amazed. The two pieces formed a full bottle. The girl gave the sea glass to the museum.
Every sea glass has a story!
Honorable Mention: Daniel Lam | Grade 3, Huntington
Sea Glass Essay
Once there lived a woman who had a beautiful lavender cup made of delicate glass. Many people wanted her glass cup because it was worth a fortune. But the woman would not let the people have the cup.
One day she was at the beach drinking orange juice and she dropped it in the water. The woman was so sad, she cried. People tried to cheer her up by putting her on the news but she was too sad.
The lavender cup drifted out to sea. One day a powerful hurricane came and broke the lavender cup into three pieces. The glass pieces were at sea for 3 years. One day, one of the small pieces of the lavender cup was found by a fisherman in South Carolina. He was fishing and the fish he caught had the sea glass in its mouth!
A few days later a boy was on a beach in Naples, Florida. Suddenly a piece floated towards him, the second piece was found!
The third piece was still not found. People looked in all different places. One hot Wednesday morning, a year after the first two pieces were found, a girl who worked at the Whaling Museum found the last piece of sea glass in New York! She said, “I found it! I found the last piece!” Everyone came to see the sea glass. Some didn’t believe it was the missing piece. People inspected it for 2 years. Finally they agreed, yes, it was the last piece of the special lavender cup. They were excited and had a big party to celebrate. The girl brought the sea glass to the party for all to see. Then the girl put it in a very special room with other sea glass at the Whaling Museum. Until now, during the sea glass writing contest, where it is out again for all to see.
Once there lived a woman who had a beautiful lavender cup made of delicate glass. Many people wanted her glass cup because it was worth a fortune. But the woman would not let the people have the cup.
One day she was at the beach drinking orange juice and she dropped it in the water. The woman was so sad, she cried. People tried to cheer her up by putting her on the news but she was too sad.
The lavender cup drifted out to sea. One day a powerful hurricane came and broke the lavender cup into three pieces. The glass pieces were at sea for 3 years. One day, one of the small pieces of the lavender cup was found by a fisherman in South Carolina. He was fishing and the fish he caught had the sea glass in its mouth!
A few days later a boy was on a beach in Naples, Florida. Suddenly a piece floated towards him, the second piece was found!
The third piece was still not found. People looked in all different places. One hot Wednesday morning, a year after the first two pieces were found, a girl who worked at the Whaling Museum found the last piece of sea glass in New York! She said, “I found it! I found the last piece!” Everyone came to see the sea glass. Some didn’t believe it was the missing piece. People inspected it for 2 years. Finally they agreed, yes, it was the last piece of the special lavender cup. They were excited and had a big party to celebrate. The girl brought the sea glass to the party for all to see. Then the girl put it in a very special room with other sea glass at the Whaling Museum. Until now, during the sea glass writing contest, where it is out again for all to see.
Honorable Mention: Evan Munjal | Grade 5, Hauppauge
It was a stormy day in Michigan on the shores of Lake Erie. While everything in sight was being blown around, the one thing that stood tall and strong was an abandoned lighthouse. The lighthouse must have been over one hundred years old and was very unique with its purple glass. Through the dark clouds, streaks of lightning could be seen, then the loudest thunder possible. All of a sudden, a loud burst was heard as the lightening hit the top of the abandoned lighthouse. The glass was shattered and hundreds of pieces of glass fell into Lake Erie.
A year had passed since the abandoned lighthouse had been struck by lightning. The pieces of glass had found a new home in Lake Erie, as they tossed and turned and flowed into new areas. A child who was playing along the waters near his home in Buffalo, New York, screamed in excitement as he made a discovery. “I found a purple gem!” he exclaimed to his mother. His mother, who was very fond of gems, told her son that they would need to find out more about this special discovery.
Through much research, the boy and his mother were amazed to learn that what they had found was sea glass and that it had come all the way from Michigan from an abandoned lighthouse! It was on that day that the boy began his collection of sea glass. He could not wait to see what his next discovery would be.
A year had passed since the abandoned lighthouse had been struck by lightning. The pieces of glass had found a new home in Lake Erie, as they tossed and turned and flowed into new areas. A child who was playing along the waters near his home in Buffalo, New York, screamed in excitement as he made a discovery. “I found a purple gem!” he exclaimed to his mother. His mother, who was very fond of gems, told her son that they would need to find out more about this special discovery.
Through much research, the boy and his mother were amazed to learn that what they had found was sea glass and that it had come all the way from Michigan from an abandoned lighthouse! It was on that day that the boy began his collection of sea glass. He could not wait to see what his next discovery would be.
Honorable Mention: Rhiannon Aull | Grade 5, Huntington
My Sea Pearl World
Yay! I’m finally a piece of sea glass! I used to be a coke bottle but now I am sanded and ready to be found. The ocean waves crash against me as they carry me to the shore. A little girl picked me up and examined me. I realized…I’m purple! But how? I used to be clear! Then the little girl’s Mom walked over and said, “Looks like this sea glass was in the sun too long so it turned purple!”
The little girl laughed as she plopped me into her bucket then asked, “is it sunburnt?” I chuckled and wished I could reply, “I’m not!”, but that wasn’t possible. The little girl brought me home and dumped me and my sea glass friends on the table and then began washing us one by one. First, soap. Then, lather. Next, rinse. Lastly, dry. She then took out a jar from her cupboard and poured us all in! She displayed us on this funny table with doors and a big mirror and I was there for the rest of my sea glass life. Until she turned 21! And passed me down to her little girl and so on.
Yay! I’m finally a piece of sea glass! I used to be a coke bottle but now I am sanded and ready to be found. The ocean waves crash against me as they carry me to the shore. A little girl picked me up and examined me. I realized…I’m purple! But how? I used to be clear! Then the little girl’s Mom walked over and said, “Looks like this sea glass was in the sun too long so it turned purple!”
The little girl laughed as she plopped me into her bucket then asked, “is it sunburnt?” I chuckled and wished I could reply, “I’m not!”, but that wasn’t possible. The little girl brought me home and dumped me and my sea glass friends on the table and then began washing us one by one. First, soap. Then, lather. Next, rinse. Lastly, dry. She then took out a jar from her cupboard and poured us all in! She displayed us on this funny table with doors and a big mirror and I was there for the rest of my sea glass life. Until she turned 21! And passed me down to her little girl and so on.
