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Life's Trails to Conservation

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For those who don't know me well, I am a dreamer. As well as a college graduate majoring in Biology and Zoology. As a young girl, I always had a dream to work in the biology field, and more recently looked into pursuing conservation biology. Both of my parents have careers in the biology/science field, and I consider myself lucky to have them as a resource. 

I managed to complete two years of college before taking a gap year, and this gap year provided me the chance to volunteer abroad in Nepal with a friend of mine. I managed to explore the amazing surroundings of Nepal as well as work with the local Kathmandu Central Zoo. 

Now, as I have finished my first round of college, I am planning to begin growing my skills in Conservation - both with fieldwork and educating local communities. I followed my path to South Africa and began growing and achieving the skills I needed for a future career in Conservation. 

Now, I am once again headed abroad in 2025, aiming for one of the most biodiverse and incredible places ever...Madagascar! An Island off the coast of Africa! Follow my adventures as I uncover my passion and love for everything wild and truly untamed!!All Rights Reserved

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