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As explained on p.2 in the link:
They eat grasses, shrubs, and herbs.
They live in the bamboo scrub habitat of Baly Bay, West Madagascar.
They have a “plough” on the undersurface of their shells.https://docs.google.com/viewer?a=v&q=cac…

She shuffled by our house, so frail and bent,
As no one thought of where the lady went.
As she returned, no one was there to see,
As down a path she blended with the trees.
We hid and giggled as she hobbled near
Emboldened courage, immature in years.
The childish jeering from our hidden niche,
This frail sun bonnet lady, we yelled “witch”.
One day a fever kept me home from class.
I watched the lady shuffle down the path.
My curiosity, in strength, convened
I followed, silent, frightened and unseen.
A house was floating in the grasses tall;
As vines of every species claimed the walls.
Around the side, a window I peeked in;
A man with twisted limbs and crackled skin.
The lady rubbed a salve to ease his pain.
And sweetly hummed a lullaby refrain.
I told what I had seen to mom and dad.
My dad arose alert and mom grew sad.
How soon the path was hacked into a drive,
And cars of food and nurses soon arrived.
As children do, I grew to ventures new.
No looking back, with growing up to do.
Our lives are clouds of layered, restless change.
We mirror how they form and rearrange;
And send a wind to hum a treetop song;
A soothing lullaby, so quickly gone..