Why I love National Geographic 🐒

Why I love National Geographic 🐒

Growing up, I had a subscription to National Geographic Magazine. I read it cover to cover every month. The posters hung on my walls. My collection grew.

One day, my mom took a bunch to cut out pictures for my brother's school project. I cried inconsolably and still have not forgiven her.

My dreams included traveling the world, being with wild animals, exploring and saving nature. Being a field biologist meant that I got to have some of these adventures. An autoimmune disease crushed those dreams.

Tamar chilling with the olive baboons in Kenya's Laikipia Plateau

But I can still help animals and nature. I can do that by getting others to care about it too. With effort, perhaps my writing can be as persuasive as that of the National Geographic Magazine writers who told the stories that had such a huge impact on kid me. Maybe, by getting my kids and yours outside, that feeling of connection will drive the next generation to try to help.

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We won't all make a lasting impression on the world. Every little bit we can do to leave it better instead of worse when we are gone is a step in the right direction.

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