The book has some beautiful artwork while I love the picture of the egg nestled in the sand under the arms of the fern. As always Robin James has a way of conveying you right along with the words of the story.

I felt sorry for the little turtle as he had problems with his shell so much and yet he was eager to learn who he belong to. The book does a good job of telling you there is a difference of being such as a turtle and who you actually belong to, which is actually yourself. ( )