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　　It was a Sunday and the heavy storm had lasted all night．The morning after the storm, though, was beautiful：blue skies, warm air and a calm, inviting sea．

　　My father realized it was a good day for fishing and invited my sister and me to go with him．I was only 14 and fishing had never been my thing, but I decided to go all the same．I’m so glad I did．

　　Being on the boat, we found there was something meters away．When moving nearer, we saw it was a mother whale with her baby．We couldn’t believe it－there aren’t any whales along the coast．The storm must have driven them there, where the sea water was so dirty that nothing could live in it．

　　The little baby whale－actually as big as our boat－was stuck and could not move．The mother went down into the water and came up suddenly, making big waves．“She’s trying to help her baby, but on the wrong side, ” my father said．At this point, my father moved our boat to the other side and, heading the boat towards the baby whale, pushed it gently．With our several gentle pushes the baby whale turned over and disappeared under water．Then it swam up right beside its mum．They made great efforts to swim towards the deep sea but failed and started heading in the wrong direction．We hurried up to the whales and tried to lead them to the sea．Slowly, they let us lead them, sometimes rising from the water right beside us to breathe－and to give us a trusting look with those huge eyes．Once they hit their first part of clean water from the sea, the mum gave us a wave with her tail and off they swam into the deep sea．

　　In the excitement it had felt like only a few minutes, but we had been with those wonderful animals for almost an hour and a half．That was the simple and lasting beauty of the day．Today, I still look back to that golden day at sea．