Bobbi’s Story

When I was young my family often went to Lake Michigan with its long golden beaches on vacation. One of my greatest joys was sitting alone on the beach watching the seagulls.  They all seemed to have their own personalities.  Some sat in the sun waiting for the people to feed them while others were up in the sky flying, even doing aerobatics!  When I read Jonathan Livingston Seagull the first time, I really identified the gulls I was watching with the ones in the story.  Some seemed much like people I knew!

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