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Sumatra, Indonesia. How do we protect the wild places that still breathe around us?How do we ensure that forests remain green, rivers run clear, and the voices of wild creatures continue to echo through the trees? Perhaps the answer begins not in grand declarations, but in moments. She arrived at the rehabilitation sanctuary as a young tiger, thin and injured. One of her paws had been badly damaged, and she carried the… Read More
Sumatra, Indonesia. The older boy, short and chubby, seemed the leader of the group. He smiled and waved at me, “Selamat Pagi Bu,” good morning mam. “Selamat Pagi, Apa Kabar,” good morning, how are you? I replied. “I am good,” he replied. “What’s your name,” I asked. “Yogi,” he replied. He sauntered over to me, three younger children in tow. Their smiles never leaving their faces. The older boy took my right hand, and bowing slightly touched the back of… Read More
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