I and my wife had some trepidation at the thought of holidaying with our four-year-old kid in a country after eight-hour flight. Ah, eight hours. A sudden attack of the "are-we-there-yets" is always fingernails on parents' chalkboard, and can sometimes be more serious than Murray Valley encephalitis virus.
Mention boredom on the plane and movie is sure to come up. Jasmine had never watched a movie before, so watching her first one about an injured dolphin was a bit intriguing. The friendly animal lost her tail after being strangled by fish net. Jasmine worried a lot. Uneasiness became so palpable that I could see it on her face. She asked me for words of comfort, and didn't laugh even when a naughty pelican made a scene of chasing people.
Dolphin Tale takes many turns in its unfolding how the dolphin got her tail back, which I will leave you to explore.
The movie, as it turned out, quite matched our trip to the Penguin Island two days later. We saw hundreds of Australian pelicans (like the naughty one in the movie) on the way to the Penguin Island. Home to long-term injured or orphaned penguins (like that dolphin with tail maimed), the ecoconscious island is perfect for teaching my daughter how to appreciate our nature and love the wilderness. No food is sold there and yet we had picnic by bringing our own. No flushing system is available at the toilets and, still, they aren't smelly with composting design.
Unforgettable.
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