Science is Murky Fun
There is a Park near my house, a lovely park with a Pond in the middle. Once my 10 year old found a turtle there - in the park, near the benches, not in the Pond. He rushed home to find a shoe box to house the turtle and while he was consulting on how to hand off this turtle to the Beach Conservation group (my insistence), a lady from the neighbourhood, taking care of stray cats and dogs took him off our hands. My head continued to buzz with the idea that these were Olive Ridley turtles, a whole kilometer inland, traveling in the wrong direction instead of going out into the open sea. I had been on one Turtle Walk , where we direct the confused, newly-hatched turtles, who think the city lights are the horizon they should be heading towards, towards the actual horizon. I once spotted Olive Ridley in IIT Madras campus, 7 km from the beach! I was also all warm and fuzzy about my 10 year old's presence of mind, setting up a rescue kit when bigger boys were...