When I was twelve years old, I turned on the television to see turtles stuck in sludge and seagull’s wings stained in black grease. Heaps of oil with mountains of dead fish lined the coastlines in the south. All news stations, for long periods of time, covered the BP explosion and informed the viewers of the pipes from the ship that leaked oils into the Gulf of Mexico. I remember feeling panicked. There was an increasing lump in my throat when the cameraman zoomed in on the pictures of beautiful beaches turned to toxic waste areas. I kept wondering to myself how I could help and how I could make a difference. That is when I started to research. I researched all different careers that involved saving the habitat, from natural scientists to
