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By Jen Cullerton Johnson

As a tender lady in Kenya, Wangari was once taught to admire nature. She grew up loving the land, vegetation, and animals that surrounded her -from the enormous mugumo timber her humans, the Kikuyu, respected to the tiny tadpoles that swam within the river. even though such a lot Kenyan ladies weren't proficient, Wangari, curious and hardworking, used to be allowed to visit college. There, her brain sprouted like a seed. She excelled at technology and went directly to learn within the usa. After returning domestic, Wangari blazed a path throughout Kenya, utilizing her wisdom and compassion to advertise the rights of her countrywomen and to assist shop the land, one tree at a time. Seeds of switch: Planting a route to Peace brings to existence the empowering tale of Wangari Maathai, the 1st African girl, and environmentalist, to win a Nobel Peace Prize. attractive narrative and colourful photographs paint a powerful portrait of this inspiring champion of the land and of women's rights.

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