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SHE'S GOT NO FEAR
"You have a cotton-tail rabbit," I told Lauren. "I want to keep it," she said as a statement, not as a question seeking permission. I explained to the precocious little girl that the bunny's mother would hop all over the field and cry and cry because she couldn't find her baby. We agreed to give the bunny a name, Hoppy, and take a photo so we could always remember when Hoppy had an adventure with Lauren one fine summer day in 1989. Then we took it back to the magnolia tree and released it. It shouldn't surprise me that Lauren is seeking a career in biology involving animals.
Dr. Anthony Holcomb taught Lauren to care for many of her injured animals, and once she talked him into letting her assist with a horse castration. She happily handed him instruments and ran back and forth to the lab for him. A year ago, Lauren underwent three painful rabies injections so she could work for her school, Boston University, and do bat research in Central Texas. It was all in a day's work to put on rubber boots, don a respirator and a miner's headlight, and wade into dark caves filled with knee-deep guano.
My husband and I asked about her current research, and she explained that she is visiting fish markets and conducting a bio-diversity inventory of fish species. "It's so sad, and it smells of death," she lamented. "I saw a nine-foot manta ray that was being chopped into little pieces for the Asian market. This had been a magnificent animal in the ocean and now it's dead." And she spoke with alarm about the number of sharks in the fish market. "There weren't any adult sharks," she said. "They were all small, too young to breed." She expressed concerns that over-fishing is taking a toll on all species in the world's oceans. After hearing her tenderhearted concern for the environment, I tried to connect her words with recent news stories about over-fishing, pollution and global warming. And then she giggled. The laughter seemed strangely out of place after the serious subject matter of our conversation. "What's so funny," I asked. "I'm under this cabana, and three bats just flew in here with me and they're flying around and talking to me," she said. "That's my girl," I thought to myself. "No fear." While others might run from bats or try and harm them, Lauren probably watched the aerial performance with the same wide-eyed curiosity that she demonstrated so long ago with "the baby ammul." Lauren's South American research will take her to the Galapagos Islands later this spring, and she will retrace the steps of Charles Darwin, history's most famous naturalist. She'll have the opportunity to research species unlike any other on the planet. Blue-footed boobies. Giant Galapagos tortoises and albatrosses. Marine iguanas, finches and penguins. Finally on May 18, she will trade in her straw hat, beach sandals and tattered shorts for a cap and gown. piece of paper will confirm that Lauren Elizabeth Gonzalez is indeed a member of Boston University's class of 2008, with a Bachelor's of Fine Arts in marine biology. Then she will be ready to do her part to make the world a better place. Earlier this year, I saw a little cotton-tail venture out of hiding to inspect his world that was our lawn. And I wondered if that little guy is a descendent of Hoppy, 18 generations removed. What will the world look like 18 generations removed from Lauren? Will there still be bats and manta rays and sharks? herald@mediactr.com |
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