My name is Haroon this is a demo version-for voices.com
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EnglishVoice Age
Teen (13-17)Accents
British (General) North American (US New York, New Jersey, Bronx, Brooklyn)Transcript
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My name is Harroun. This is a demo version for voices. Come every Sunday morning, I take a light jog around a park near my home. There's a lake located in one corner of the park. Each time I jog by this lake, I see the same elderly woman sitting at the water's edge with a small metal cage sitting beside her. This past Sunday. My curiosity got the best of me, so I stopped jogging and walked over to her. As I got closer, I realised that the metal cage was in fact, a small trap. There were three turtles unharmed, slowly walking around the base of the trap. She had 1/4 turtle in her lap that she was carefully scrubbing with a sponge brush. Hello, I said. I see you here every Sunday morning. If you don't mind my nosiness, I'd love to know what you're doing with these turtles. She smiled. I'm cleaning off their shells, she replied. Anything on a turtle shell, like algae or scum, reduces the turtles ability to absorb heat and impedes its ability to swim. It can also corrode and weaken the shell over time. Wow, that's really nice of you. I exclaimed. She went on. I spend a couple of hours each Sunday morning relaxing by this lake in helping these little guys out. It's my own strange way of making a difference. But don't most freshwater turtles live their whole lives with algae and scum hanging from their shells? I asked. Yep. Sadly, they do, she replied. I scratched my head. Well, then, don't you think your time could be better spent? I mean, I think your efforts are kind and all, but there are freshwater turtles living in lakes all around the world, and 99% of these turtles don't have kind. People like you to help them clean off their shells, so no offence. But how exactly are your localised efforts here? Truly making a difference. The woman giggled, allowed. She then looked down at the turtle in her lap, scrubbed off the last piece of algae from its shell and said, Sweetie, if this little guy could talk, he'd tell you I just made all the difference in the world. The moral You can change the world, maybe not all at once, but one person, one animal and one good deed at a time, wake up every morning and pretend like what you do makes a difference. It does read, 29 gets