![]() ![]() The main event came when several trainers lowered a stretcher, with its metal frame and black, billowing net, to the bottom of the tank. The loggerhead sea turtles - their names were Red, Yellow, and Blue - and the hawksbill sea turtle, Lucy, snapped their beaks at squid held above their heads. To the side, the nurse sharks ate squid and capelin from metal tongs that they long before bent with the rounded portals of their mouths. The shark trainer lowered a pole speared with capelin into the water, and the sand tiger sharks started to circle, pulling off fish with big jerks of their heads. I’d slurp down whatever I’d brought from home and run to the upper deck to sit on the outer edge of the pool, arriving with the other interns and the trainers, who toted metal buckets smelling of fish blood. The sharks, rays, and turtles were fed at around noon every day, in a big gray box of a building that was closed to the public. On my lunch breaks at the New York Aquarium, I went to the isolation tank. Courtesy Metropolitan Museum of Art, The Jefferson R. From the "Fish from American Waters" series, for Allen & Ginter Cigarettes Brands, 1889. ![]()
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