I grew up near the ocean in New Jersey. I always loved going to the beach. I remember lying on the sand as a kid, watching the seabirds circle slowly in the sky.
But when I was around 12, I started to notice something: plastic. It was everywhere.
Bags floated in the waves. Bottle caps poked up out of the sand.
All this litter made me wonder: How are humans affecting the beach I love so much—and the animals that call it home?
I grew up near the ocean in New Jersey. I always loved the beach. As a kid, I would lie on the sand and watch the seabirds in the sky.
But when I was around 12, I started to notice something: plastic. It was everywhere.
Bags floated in the waves. Bottle caps poked up from the sand.
All this litter made me wonder: How are humans affecting the beach I love—and the animals that live there?
Growing up near the ocean in New Jersey, I always loved going to the beach. I remember lying on the sand as a kid, watching the seabirds circle slowly in the sky.
But when I was around 12, I started to notice something: plastic. It was everywhere.
Bags floated in the waves. Bottle caps poked up out of the sand.
All this litter made me wonder: How are humans affecting the beach I love so much—and the animals that call it home?