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There once lived three little penguins who were 

abandoned due to their parents' death in a small ice 

cave in the middle of Antarctica where they were 

born.Ever since they had to live and survive by 

themselves without aid. They had been living in that 

same little cave with nothing else except a pile of 

frozen fish. They did not have proper names so they 

called the oldest Pikguin, Henguin who was the name 

of the second eldest and Menguin who was the 

youngest most adorable penguin.

   One bright, sunny afternoon, the three adorable 

little penguins lay on their tummies and slid on 

the cold ice to cool themselves under the blazing 

sun. At the same time they were trying to balance 

as the piece of ice they were sliding on was 

bobbing up and down in the freezing ocean water.

     Suddenly, they heard a thunderous cracking sound,and the 

shelf of ice containing their home slowly began to 

disappear.The   diminutive ice shelf they were standing on 

drifted away from the edge of their home and the three poor 

little penguins froze - they did not know how to swim 

efficiently as their parents did not teach them before they 

died. The small shelf of ice was also beginning to shrink and 

shrink due to global warming, until they were huddled 

together. They were all very scared and the youngest penguin, 

Menguin, soon started crying and mumbling that they were 

going to die. The two other penguins stayed calm until the ice 

which they were standing on broke in thirds. They held onto 

each other tightly even though each of them was on tiny 

individual   pieces of ice .

Soon, all their surrounding floating ice also 

started to break and melt, leaving them more 

terrified than ever. Even Pikguin, the eldest, was 

becoming scared and losing hope. The three of 

them frantically looked everywhere to see if 

there were any signs of help and at the same 

time the three pieces of ice shrank and shrank. 

   Finally, out in the distance ,they saw a colossal dark 

figure and Menguin immediately stopped crying. Pikguin 

was not really sure what the figure was and so he stood 

still. Henguin on the other hand waved at the incoming 

outline until.......... at the very last second,she   realized 

what the figure actually was. It was a wave of grotesque 

detritus, plastic bags, broken pieces of ships, opened 

food cans and many other polluting objects and 

substances that had been thrown away by humans. The 

three penguins froze in surprise but Pikguin thought 

smarter, he used his flippers and tried steering the 

groups of ice to the opposite direction of the dumped 

rubbish.

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