Personal Narrative: Creating A Self-Sustaining Biome

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During my senior year of high school, my friend Maria and I worked on an environmental science project for half of the school year that took all the ingenuity and dedication we had. For our project, we created land. The project entailed creating a self-sustaining biome and we had chosen the difficult task of creating a swampland. Without a clue of where to begin, we started collecting materials for the construction. We began to draft how we would go about the process; but like most things in life, things didn’t go according to plan. As we were building a piece of the environment, we ran into a couple of hiccups and had to improvise and concoct solutions to the problems we faced. One such problem was when the soil for the land was being washed

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