This is my last week at the WCA. Since I've been getting home so late, I don't want to be out until 9:00 or 10:00 PM and trying to do my homework after that. Today I only did about 3 hours, so I left at 8:00, but I still don't want to risk it.
I think I'm going to miss working out here. While it may be tiring, I really liked it. Seeing all the different species of birds, getting to feed them, and washing tons and tons of dishes was a new experience that I had fun learning. This is the hardest I think I've ever worked for such a long time, and though sometimes I felt like quitting, I'm glad I stayed. I hope that some of the birds I fed can grow and learn to live in the wild and successfully raise offspring of their own.
It's hard to believe that animals really need our support sometimes. We tend to think that they are out there living on their own and that we should just ignore them. Before working at the WCA, I would have never thought that anyone really went out of their way to care for wild animals out of the kindness of their harts, but I know now that compassion is a big part of most community service, and that it extends to wild animals too.
