I grew up loving the idea of traveling and writing about it, being in a family of adventurers. I remember bawling in frustration when my mom would not let me join my older cousins. This frustration, for most of my childhood years, would end up in my journal where as early as 4 years old, I started drawing and writing about their stories. Through a child's eyes, these tales were magical, where things glisten and sparks fly. This was one reason why I was so good in writing papers, researching, and the arts.
When I was old enough to join them, I was affirmed, not with the dragons they lied to me about, but with the surreal feeling that is associated with it. Love for writing, researching like a real expert on field, and taking pictures followed. Then I stumbled upon something more serious - environmental and conservation issues. It was hard to accept at first that behind the majestic mountains and egrets nibbling on their catch is an ugly truth. I felt so involved that my research paper
last year tackled eco-tourism and it was awarded as the best research of the year.
Now that I am a senior soon to graduate with a degree in Creative Writing, I made a promise to continue being an environmental activist through my organizations and writing. I will continue writing, doing research, and helping in order to protect what's left. After all, I would do anything just to relieve that magical feeling when I first wrote about the redwoods and the fairies.
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