Hello big friend,

I hope this letter finds you in great health, both mentally and physically.
How’s life on the Galapagos? Lately I’ve been wondering about all the things that you’ve experienced in your day. You were there when the Berlin Wall fell. You saw the first man going to the moon. You’ve survived both the 2nd and the first world war. You were even there when men invented the first light bulb!
Of course you haven’t réally experienced all those things, and you didn’t have the means to follow the events that were unfolding around the world. After all, the telly only was invented when you were already fully grown.
Many great and terrible things happened, and all the while you were minding your own business on that beautiful Island. Enjoying your mud baths, eating Palo Santo leaves and basking in the sun.

Then I realise that things haven’t been easy for you either. Having your fertile territory slowly taken from you by the sheep and cows that the people put there hundreds of years ago. Being constantly underestimated for your intelligence and your usefulness for being a balancing factor in the ecosystem that you inhabit. Worst of all: edging on the brink of extinction after humans decided to kill a large amount of your friends for its own selfish reasons. Things haven’t been great for you but I have hope that we can change things around and return at least an amount of former glory to your once thriving species.

Halfway across the globe we’re trying build places for your future offspring to live. They’ll be taken care of in a way that they deserve, and they can slowly increase population and spread across the globe. Hopefully to be eventually reintroduced to your homeland in large numbers. I’m afraid you won’t be around there anymore when that happens, but may the idea give you hope in the last years of your life.

Isn’t it ironic that the very same humans that once nearly wiped out your friends will now be responsible for the eventual regrowth of your population?
I hope you can see the humor in that. At your age and with all the things you’ve seen a sense of humor would seem like a useful self-defence mechanism to stop yourself from going crazy or worse.

Sincerely yours,
Victor