Terence carries the bottle of tadpoles back to his tent.
He sits down and stares into the bottle.
Are they growing their legs yet?
He brings his face up close so the tadpoles will hear him.
The tadpoles swim up to his nose.
What is he saying? asks one of the tadpoles.
Move, says another.
We were, says the third tadpole. We only stopped to hear what he's saying.
He didn't say 'move', says the second tadpole. I did.
Why should we? asks the two others.
So I can see his mouth, says the first tadpole.
But the others won't move.
So none of them know what Terence is saying.
Which is: Guess what? You guys need to grow legs in a hurry. Big strong ones.
Terence stops talking. He doesn't want his tadpole children to get too excited. But they need shaking up.
Shaking up! That might help, anyway.
He shakes the bottle.
The water becomes cloudy and bubbles rise to the top.
The tadpoles swim wildly,
Ee! Ah! Oo!
Tiny particles of vegetation are up for grabs if they can just focus.
Their little tails swish this way and that.
Teeny legs....yes....teeny legs start to paddle.
It's a very good sign.
Terence stops shaking the bottle.
The tadpoles calm down.
They look at one another. Woo! Legs!
Our future is coming!
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