>Frustrated, I threw the shell into the poop...I looked down where I thrown the shell. A tiny spout of water was shooting into the muck...Hesitantly, I stepped toward the fence. "Get bigger," I told the waterspout.

>*SPOOOOOOOSH!*

>Water shoot three feet into the air and kept bubbling..It was seawater in the middle of a Texas Ranch. I scooped up another handful of dirt and picked out the shell fossils. I didn't really know what I was doing, but I ran around the length of the stable, throwing shells into the dung pills. Everywhere a shell hit, a saltwater spring erupted..."More!" I yelled.

>There was a tugging sensation in my gut, and the waterspouts exploded like the world's largest carwash. Salt water shot twenty feet into the air. The horses went crazy, running back and forth as geysers sprayed them from all directions. Mountains of poop began to melt like ice.."Stop" I told the water.

>Nothing happened. The pain in my gut was building. If I didn't shut off the geysers soon, the salt water would run into the river and poison the fish and plants.

>"Stop!" I concentrated all my might on shutting off the force of the sea,

>Suddenly the geysers shut down. I collapsed to my knees, exhausted.

*pgs. 153-155 BoL*