By Jen Cullerton Johnson
As a tender woman in Kenya, Wangari used to be taught to admire nature. She grew up loving the land, vegetation, and animals that surrounded her -from the large mugumo bushes her humans, the Kikuyu, respected to the tiny tadpoles that swam within the river. even though such a lot Kenyan ladies weren't knowledgeable, Wangari, curious and hardworking, used to be allowed to visit tuition. There, her brain sprouted like a seed. She excelled at technology and went directly to research 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 aid retailer the land, one tree at a time. Seeds of swap: Planting a route to Peace brings to lifestyles the empowering tale of Wangari Maathai, the 1st African lady, and environmentalist, to win a Nobel Peace Prize. enticing narrative and colourful pictures paint a strong portrait of this inspiring champion of the land and of women's rights.
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