A ‘Day in the life’ of a Field Scientist
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We forget that we are interconnected, that the Earth provides for us. We forget that people in the place we are visiting are people too.
We had just begun moving toward the deeper blue when something quite eerie and unsettling started to unfold before my eyes. A white object was swaying in the depths. At first, I thought it was a white plastic bag sinking. But I quickly realised that a plastic bag is too light to sink so rapidly, unless tides and currents were stagnant.
In a world where community knowledge often goes undocumented, Purity is not just collecting data, she’s rewriting what the coastline looks like.
I see young women becoming divers, fearlessly exploring the ocean and inspiring others to follow. The tide is turning. Women in my village are taking up space, not just at sea, but in leadership too.
Every time a turtle was washed back by the first wave, it would be covered in glowing phytoplankton. After a while, the whole beach became a sight of bioluminescent-covered turtle hatchlings.