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My daughter Kate swims ahead of me. I follow the splash of her flippers. She’s spotted something and she points the way. I’m close behind, but I don’t yet see what she sees. We have our own language when we’re in water. A sign language that does not happen on land. We pause. We point. If it’s an eel, Kate makes a slithery motion with her hands. For a school of glittering blue fish, it’s a thumb’s up. If it is something that might bite us, we grab a wrist and swim away. The water is clear but I’m still not sure what’s she’s tracking. Then she mimes a breast stroke and I know. She has a sea turtle in her sights. At last I spot it too and we swim a respectful distance behind.