They all told her of the wonders they saw above the surface – about waves crashing on rocks, the warmth of the sun and the sounds of the seagulls in the air. Sara’s favourite story was the one her third sister shared with her; she swam up a broad river that emptied itself into the sea. On the banks she saw green hills where palaces and castles peeped out from amid the proud trees of the forest; she heard the birds singing and felt the warmth of the sun shining in the sky.
In a narrow creek she found a whole group of little human children playing in the water; she wanted to play with them, but they ran away as soon as they saw her. Just as she was about to leave, a little black and white animal came up to her. It had four legs and a waggy tail, but she did not know what it was, for she had never before seen anything like it. The animal made such a loud “WOOF”ing noise at her that she became frightened and rushed back to her home in the sea. But she told Sara she would never forget the beautiful forest, the green hills, and the pretty little children, who could swim in the water although they had no fish’s tails.