Sandra Markle
Finding
Home
Illustrated by
Alan Marks
With love for my husband, Skip JefferyS. M.
For my mother, Florrie MarksA. M.
Acknowledgments
Sandra Markle would like to thank Dr. William Andrew, veterinarian for
Tidbinbilla Nature Reserve; David Davies, Raymond Terrace Rural Fire
Brigade; Dr. William Ellis, senior research officer, Koala Study Program,
University of Queensland, Australia; Audrey Koosman, director, National
Animal Trust Fund; and Dr. Daniel Lunney, principal research scientist,
Department of Environment and Conservation, New South Wales.
A special thank you to Skip Jeffery for his loving support throughout the
creative process.
2010 First paperback edition
Text copyright 2008 by Sandra Markle
Illustrations copyright 2008 by Alan Marks
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Markle, Sandra.
Finding home / Sandra Markle; illustrated by Alan Marks.
p. cm.
ISBN 978-1-60734-035-5
1. KoalaAustraliaNew South WalesAnecdotes. 2. KoalaHabitatAustralia
New South WalesAnecdotes. I. Marks, Alan,1957 II. Title.
QL737.M384M26 2008 ISBN-13 978-1-68444-654-4 (e-book)
599.2'5dc22 2007001473
Illustrations done in watercolor, pen, and pencil on Daler Bloxworth paper
Display type and text type set in Elroy and Fairfield
Color separations by Chroma Graphics, Singapore
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Production supervision by Brian G. Walker
Designed by Susan Mallory Sherman
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Its September.
Spring in New South Wales, Australia,
has just begun,
but theres a hot breeze
threading through the leaves.
It wakes the female koala
curled up in the tree.
She lifts her big, black nose
and sniffs.
The air smells of eucalyptus leaves
and smoke.
Her joey, a nine-month-old female
sleeping beside her,
wakes and tries to climb into her pouch.
But the joey has grown too big for this safe place.
Instead, she climbs onto her mothers back.
Kangaroos and wallabies thunder past their tree.
Possums scurry after them.
Overhead a colorful cloud of parrots
flaps away from the forest
and a sugar glider sails by, riding the smoky air.
The female koala flees, too.
But she cant run fast for long,
or fly,
or glide away.
So, built to climb, she bounds
up,
up,
up as high as she can go in the tree.
Her joey hangs on tight
to ride along.
Fire sweeps through the forest
crackling,
snapping,
roaring.
Waves of flames roll over brush,
crawl up tree trunks,
and leap through the air,
eating every leaf they touch.
Higher still
as high as the huddled koalas
swirls the mud-black smoke.
And through this thick cloud
swarms of sparks
fly, land, and
sting.
The female koala is lucky.
This bushfire is not as fierce as some.
And shes in a tree a little ways beyond a firebreak,
an area kept clear of brush.
So before the bushfire reaches her,
it runs out of fuel and stops.
The female koala escapes
with a burned patch on her back
from a flaming clump of leaves.
Her joey, squeezed between her and the tree trunk,
is unharmed.
But only shadow-black skeletons remain
where koalas once dined
on a daily buffet of different kinds of eucalyptus trees,
such as swamp mahoganies and forest red gums.
Beyond the forest the land is unburned,
but there are few trees there.
That night
the female koala climbs down
with her joey on her back.
As she waddles across the moonlit grass,
the shadow bumping after her
seems to chase her away
from the burned ruins
of her home range.
A little farther on, the female koala
lifts her big, black nose and sniffs the air.
She needs to eat leaves,
but not just any kind will do.
So when her keen sense of smell doesnt detect
any promising scents,
she waddles on.
Hour after hour,
the female koala searches for a meal.
Sometimes, when the burden of carrying her big joey is too much,
she shakes her shoulders.
The joey slips off and tags along
until the female koala stops to sniff the air again.
Then the joey quickly climbs back on to hitch a ride.