At the beach I found a magic shell, so I brought it home in my pail; and I kept it up on my top bookshelf right under the picture whale.

 

　　And now, whenever I wish I were back there by the shining sea, I hold the shell up close to my ear, till it brings the beach to me: all the hushing sound and the rushing sound of the seashore winds and waves are caught in my shell that I brought home.