My Calling and Purpose
An awesome post from my son, Austin of the blog
I remember as a young boy of four or five, standing up to my grandfather who had dumped a bucket of tadpoles onto the ground to kill them, believing they were mosquito larvae. I was sad for the tadpoles and very angry at him. I even said a few angry words to him, although my mother scolded me I felt I had to speak my mind.
That is my earliest memory of defending the creatures I love.
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