For me, falling in love with Nature and the study of the environment was gradual, unexpected, and irrevocable. Our story was the realization of having been in love with an old friend all along, and suddenly, upon revelation, everything else falling into place. My Aha moment came at a seemingly insignificant time; although, upon retrospect, there were admittedly a number of signs prior. It was in my final year in High School as I was sitting in my German class, just like any other day. I often looked out the window at the Ginko tree next to the building, and the grassy field around it, which has since been replaced by a new building to accommodate the ever increasing numbers of new students. My mind was wandering outdoors, where I could …show more content…
This particular field lies directly beside a tiny cabin my Grandfather owned in the mountains in Glarnerland, Switzerland. My family hiked there perhaps once every two years, but I always somewhat resented the trip. I associated it with fatigue and soreness, with uncomfortable hiking boots, oily and pungent sunscreens and bug sprays, heavy backpacks and sweat. Especially this cabin where my entire family would share the small attic space to sleep in, the running water was simply an icy mountain spring, and the toilet consisted of a wooden plank with a hole cut out in the middle. These were not luxury accommodations, and for some inexplicable reason my memories had always highlighted the aspects of the trip which I wasn’t overly fond of. Now my brain reminded me of every part of it which I loved. The sunlight dancing through the trees, the unbelievable starry night skies, the sweet smell of the wildflowers in summer, the trickling of the stream which ran nearby, the earthy smell of the woods where we would hop from tree to tree looking for Chanterelle mushrooms. All these moments and images of an almost untouched paradise in my memories nearly brought me to tears that day. I felt physically pained as I craved the opportunity to go back there. And then I was pulled back to reality by Frau Helbing’s voice once again. Class was over, on to next period, Advanced Placement Environmental Science in
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Today, fifty-odd years later, I sit on my porch alone, swinging gently in the morning. I can look out over the yard. It looks just the same as the place were my most important moment of my life happened. I’ve kept it like that, so I never forgot. It's a large yard, that looks like a tiny meadow in a forest. It’s the height of summer right now, so all the trees are full and green. Just like it was then.
It seemed like a normal day at the time, the sun was shining, the waves crashed on the shore, steady and reassuring. I did a lot of thinking that day. I thought of my future, of what I wanted to accomplish in life.Only now I realize that it wasn’t a normal day at all. It was the day I decided to graduate early.
I was getting closer and closer. Not a bird in sight, not even a single cloud. The moon was starting to shine as the sun was descending from the cerulean sky. Drivers were getting closer and closer to their destination, so was I. I took one more footstep where my mind flashes back four years back. It was a warm atmosphere, although it wasn’t my desire to start somewhere fresh. I walked into my first class, two girls came up to me, and secured that I had a nice first day. After my first, class I go into a classroom, which wasn’t what I all expected. It all seemed so historic and antique. It really emphasized his passion. He was teaching something, that I had already learned. He was asking the whole class what the regions of the United States
Every story has a beginning. Mine started on June 9, 2000 at exactly 8:36 a.m., in the magnificent town of Tahlequah, Oklahoma. I was born the younger of two sisters. Oddly enough, my sisters and I all share the same first three letters of our names. Those letters are a,s, and h, which contribute to form the names Ashley, Ashtin, and Ashlynn. At a young age all I wanted to do was to be outside. From dusk until dawn, I always found a variety of activities to do outside. Whether it be spending time with my dogs or going on an adventure in the pasture, I constantly had a reason to stay outside all day. My love for the outdoors will more than likely last forever. Just like enjoyment for the outdoors, I love spending time with animals. I adore any and every kind of animal. Growing up we owned a rat named
My connection with nature that were unveiled during my observations can be summarized in four ways, the first being memories. When I was a kid my first experiences with nature where having fun playing outside and spending time with my family. I had a really vivid imagination in my youth, along with the large property my family owned, I had a vast area to have as much fun as I desired. My family has direct connections with the Mojave Desert, moreover that allowed me to spend a decent block of time in either, the National Park, or learning about our area. During my observations, just being in that similar environment brought back several memories from my youth. Furthermore, that will be something that sticks with me for the rest of my life.
In the world today, there is a gap between science and policymaking and civil society. Different perspectives and, different in a way, “languages” have prevented solving dilemmas that transcend these boundaries like global warming. Throughout high school and college, I have attempted to bridge this divide and combine both science and policymaking lenses in order to use my skills and knowledge in each area to have an impact on the world. This is the reason I have chosen to major in environmental science and political science. I fundamentally believe that an interdisciplinary approach is the only way that we can handle these multilayered and complex problems that pose the greatest risk to society.
We did everything and anything, never taking a break from an adventure. It was all new to me, yet felt so familiar, it was home. Mornings were spent exploring the unknown campus and nights were spent at parties meeting new people I would come to call my bestfriends. We enjoyed the cards college dealt us and it’s “work hard play hard” mentality. Everything was on the table, it was just a matter of how you roll the die. I have never experienced a week quite like it, the summer air still rolls through my senses as the anthem, Closer, whispers in my ear. By the time I got home I was covered in the memories of the scorching frat house basement and mutual friends I came to know. Everything was
The Superintendent walked solemnly down the dimly lit hallway. The vast walls of lockers gave him an overwhelming sense of nostalgia, eating away at his soul like acid eating away metal. The psychologically effects transmitted to his outer body, causing him to halt to an abrupt stop. Standing like a deer in headlights, his mind was instantaneously flooded with brisk images of the once flourishing hallways. He stifled a faux smile, composed himself, and erratically walked into the main office, where he prepared to apologetically deliver the final afternoon announcement of the High School’s history. Alone¬¬––later in his office, another pang of dense, impenetrable darkness suffocated him and he let out a cry of resignation. He put his chapped
My first experience with nature was hiking at Monrovia Canyon Park. I’ve never really been too fond of nature, mainly for the unsanitary conditions and my fear of vicious animals. I honestly never went hiking because unlike some of my friends, I never felt the need to be near nature and I never understood the beauty that everyone saw in it; I always had more of a negativistic approach towards the environment. In the end, I was surprised to actually enjoy the short three mile hike. I hiked alone with my friend, N___, and we were both very energized and excited to begin hiking, even though it was way too early to be up on a Saturday morning. We were doing great until about half of the trail, where we had to walk up steep and narrow dirt hills.
Ever since I was a little girl, I loved the outdoors. Every time I went outside I knew I stood a chance at seeing something completely new if I simply looked hard enough. Now, it is worth noting that I was never the girl who played with Barbie dolls or was super “girly.” Instead, to my mother’s obvious disappointment, I chose to make mud pies in the driveway with my little brother and enjoyed playing with toy dinosaurs. Sure, I had a few random Polly Pocket sets, but the dolls generally were ignored, and the rubber outfits from those sets almost always seemed to end up mixed into the gargantuan box of plastic dinos that sat in the corner of my room. Oddly enough, I did occasionally dress up the dinosaurs.
“Come to the Environmental Club meeting today,” urges my friend a few minutes before lunch. I nodded hesitantly, and followed her to room 323 for the meeting. “What’s so great about this club anyways?” I wondered.
much deeper than the love and appreciation of nature, one cannot help but feel lost in the
As is evident everything in modern life is somehow affected by advancements in science and technology. Thus in the 20th and 21 centuries Christianity is increasingly relying on science to support their views. Using this line of thinking as a basis to understand the laws of nature and medicine, and thus be better able to serve the Christian people. Such a curiosity has crossed into other fields within Christianity, leading the Christian faith to employ research into their own faith. Such being the case with distant intercessory prayer (IP). On the other hand, science strives to understand and analyze all aspects of the natural world, which since 1965 has included IP. Thus, there are both proponents and opponents to the religious claims that
As Jane Goodall once said, “From my perspective, I absolutely believe in a greater spiritual power, far greater than I am, from which I have derived strength in moments of sadness or fear. That's what I believe, and it was very, very strong in the forest”(BrainyQuote.com, 2017).This has been true to every word. The woods has always been a sanctuary for me and was where I was able to bond with my husband and his family. At a young age, I would adventure into the woods behind my childhood home to see the trees and the mysterious wildlife that would roam. My mother would get onto to me for collecting more animals than amount of chores I would accomplish. She was not very happy to say the least. As I grew a little older, my grandfather taught me the ways of the forest and what type of activities that are available. In other words, I took a hunting safety course and got my license. Ever since I have sat in the woods and wondered about all of the possibilities that were created from one tree seed. On the other hand I wondered how my personal life affecting the forest population, how will my actions affect the future, and do you have to visit a forest to have an impact?
Americans began to worry about their connection with nature when cities gained popularity and frontier closed. In the late 1800’s, Americans began to take notice the land they relied on for resources was beginning to show signs of overuse (Roosevelt, Theodore). The two most prominent activists for the conservation and preservation of American soil were Gifford Pinchot and John Muir. These two men both fought for regulation on how the land was used, but disputed over what this use looked like. Pinchot believed in conservation which meant using the natural resources to serve the needs of Americans for the longest time (Warren, 201). On the other side of the movement, Muir believed that man should leave nature untouched and left in its purist form.(Muir 40) Conservation and preservation impacted not only the land but, also on the people who lived on the land. The conservation and preservation movement benefited whites of upper and middle class who were able to earn a profit, explore, and utilize the nature that was being conserved/preserved. Consequently, the conservation and preservation movements created greater hardship for those who relied on nature's resources to survive, including, but not limited to the working class of Ely, Minnesota and the Indians in Yosemite National Park.