“You can’t do that!” Don’t worry, those aren’t the words of a pessimistic friend or an unsupportive family member. No, those are the words of pint-sized kindergartener me, telling a grown man at the park (who was part of a pack of motorcyclists, I might add), that he could not throw trash on the ground. I don’t remember the incident myself, but I’ve been told that my mom’s friend, who was watching me at the time, was terrified of what…
A Product of the Environment: How My Passion for Nature Helped Me Embrace My Identity
Posted on April 25, 2018
