Hello to all of you, my name is BAULA.
I’m a sea turtle and 25 years old.
Today, I would like to tell you my story.
I was born on a wonderful sandy beach in Costa Rica, together with my 86 brothers and sisters. Unfortunately, I cannot tell you exactly how many of them were brothers and how many were sisters. They were just too many and I was too young that’s why it was difficult to remember all of that.
Anyhow, there were many of us. Also, hundreds of others from other turtle-nests joined us.
As we were born into the world almost at the same time and because we were turtles, all of us started our way to the water at the same time. That was a bustle!
Unfortunately, some of us didn’t make it, because the bad sea gulls realized that we were on our way und they caught some of us. But the majority made it into the water and started right away to swim and dive.
The water was nicely refreshing and cool, just my cup of tea. Life couldn’t be more wonderful and it should stay like this forever, at least that’s what I thought back then.I was swimming and diving away for the following years and always swam on the same routes across the open sea together with my friends.
I’ve also grown. Meanwhile, I’m a meter long and I think my weight is around 350 kg. With that I’m quite big and there is hardly anybody who would try to harm me.
Sometimes, when I’m swimming near the shore, people are walking by and are diving along with me. That’s nice and a lot of fun. Although I should really have a big problem with people, I’m always nice to the divers.
„When I was little, it hasn’t been that bad, but in these past years, it got worse and counting.“
Lots of people just throw their trash into the sea or it’s getting there by another way. That is very bad and mean. Hundreds of my fellow species and lots of other sea dwellers, maybe even my brothers and sisters, did not survive the waste plague. They tangled up in these plastic things and drowned or they swallowed some of it by mistake while eating. They’ve been so many that I lost count and every day there are more casualties.
Most of the people are ignorant and they think that a little trash in the sea can’t be that bad. The ocean is big enough and it can’t be that much garbage.
But that’s so wrong, you should see for yourselves.
During one of my trips, I found a garbage patch on the sea right between Hawaii and North America. People call this scary thing “Great Pacific Garbage Patch”. This terrible site is four and a half times bigger than Germany and I think it weighs pretty much around 80,000 tons. I’m sorry to say that friends told me it’s not the only garbage pitch in the ocean. Obviously, they are everywhere.
It’s all trash that people threw into my space to live, whether it’s plastic bottles, barrels, clothes or bags. Over the years, it all added up to so much garbage that by now it’s more than time to stop with that. Thank God, there also are good people who noticed my problem and that of many other sea dwellers. They try to help wherever it’s possible.
Some of them arrive with ships and take out all the trash from the water; others bother about a way to go without all this terrible plastic stuff.
One group of wonderful people deserves my very special thanks, because they concern themselves sustainably with the issue of avoiding plastics.
They founded a project that is even named after me.
The BAULA-project avoids plastics in a special version and stands for active protection of the environment by enabling the purchase of cleansers without plastic bottles. With this, fewer plastics will end up here with me.
If you’re thinking now, that can’t be that many plastic bottles, let me tell you – and I’ve seen it first-hand – people buy many cleansers in plastic bottles that somehow end up in the seas.
You can clean and keep your environment tidy as much as you want, but please also help to keep my environment clean, too.
I’m so grateful to all of these people, because they try to enable me and my children a beautiful future.
„There’s no time to waste! – Please play your part in this.“