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    Life at the Zoo

    At the beginning of the summer I was somewhat worried about getting an internship.  I wanted to do something related to my Biology with specialization in Ecology and Conservation degree, and I hadn't at that point added my Science Education degree.  I had decided early on in the year that I wanted to stay in New York for the summer since I spent 6 weeks in China and then 2 more weeks in Florida.  Most of the internships I applied to were in the city.  Fortunately, God had different plans resulting in me not getting the internships I had wanted. 

    Then I got an e-mail with the volunteer coordinator at Franklin Park Zoo in regards to a volunteer application I had sent earlier in the year.  I went to the zoo and following a really good interview, she said I would be able to volunteer during the year.  I mentioned that I might not be able to commit time to the zoo during the year due my class schedule.  She said that I could try applying for the summer internship and she could put in a good word for me.  I told my parents and then I sent in my application.  I had seen the internship on the Zoo New England website, but I had planned to do it during the summer after my junior year (I'm glad I didn't wait ). 

    A couple weeks later, the internship coordinator e-mailed me saying that we would have a phone interview to see if I was if I would be a possible candidate.  She called and the interview went pretty well.  She said that I was going to be an intern at Franklin Park Zoo in Dorchester and I would be working at Children's Zoo due to my lack of animal experience.  The coordinator was really interested in my Science Education major and how that would affect me as a possible Biology teacher.  I became an animal care intern for the summer.

    Since keepers usually work 4 ten-hour shifts, interns were encouraged to follow a similar schedule.  Therefore, I worked Tuesday through Friday from 7 to 6.  I took the train from the Fenway T-stop on the D-line all the way to Andrew and then I took the 16 bus (about an hour commute).  The days were long along with TWIGS on Thursday night and Branch on Fridays, but waking up at 5:30 every morning was good experience. 

    So now the exciting details ... what did I exactly do?  Well I was trained on two routines ... Pet Place and Herps (short for herpetology = the study of amphibians and reptiles).  At Children's Zoo there are two buildings, Pet Place and Litter Kritters.  I usually did one routine and sometimes I did both (not fun ).  In the morning, I would feed out and give all the animals their AM diets.  Then I would clean their corresponding cages ... giving them clean wood shavings, newspaper, water, hay etc.  This would take up most of my morning and the following lunch I would help the education department with transporting animals.  After that, I prepared diets for the next day (AM and PM).  I also did two Animal Encounters everyday which entailed visitors being able to pet and interact with animals that I brought out.  I blabbed about animals which is always bunches of fun.  I fed out PM diets in the late afternoon and then sweep and do dishes.  I had to medicate some animals as well (roundworm, ringworm, bite injuries etc.)  We also gave animals enrichment to allow for stimulation and entertainment.  Sometimes I had to man the farm .. ugh stupid sheep).  Once or twice a week the interns took classes on zoos and animal care.  I learned to shoot darts and even use a lasso!  I can also help you trim the hooves of sheep and goats if you need. 

    While I did my routines, I also worked on a project that I was to present at the end of my internship.  I set up an exhibit in the Little Kritters Building.  It was terrarium design for Central/South American Frogs (more on that later).  I did my presentation last Friday which was hard to watch with area directors critiquing and pulling apart their interns projects.  Good thing my Assistant Curator is one of the nicest ladies on Earth.  My presentation went well and you should go to the Zoo to see my exhibit (its the middle terrarium).  We were presented with Emu eggs as an intern gift and with the experience of working at a zoo.  Ten weeks and 400 hours later, I am done ... off to Hawaii!!!

    Here are two pics that were taken as part of the internship program.  I have some other pics that I'll probably post later!  Hawaii here I come!



    Me and my girl Lana



Friday, 30 March 2007

  • Being a Skeptical Christian

    First off, if you didn't know I dyed my hair ... I have brown hair
    And apparently I look like a white guy.  It's my new look and I like it. 
    Just gotta wait until my parents see it ... -_-;;;

    So a couple weeks ago David and I were looking at
    Proverbs 3

     21 My son, preserve sound judgment and discernment,
           do not let them out of your sight;

     22 they will be life for you,
           an ornament to grace your neck.

     23 Then you will go on your way in safety,
           and your foot will not stumble;

     24 when you lie down, you will not be afraid;
           when you lie down, your sleep will be sweet. 

    I started to think about how my view on the world and God's role in it.  Boy... I am somewhat old school.  Although I grew up in a conservative church, I never considered myself that hard core traditional.  And yet while in college I feel like I have been a  pretty skeptical Christian (especially seeing clips from "Jesus Camp").  Sometimes I rationalized that it was because I grew up on the east coast and then because I was Chinese.  Other Christians my age would not be phased by certain things, but I could not accept that.  I have always been reluctant to accept strange things as God-ordained, but is that bad?  Doesn't God call us to question things?  Satan is deceptive, don't you agree?  How can you be absolutely sure that everything that happens is because God said so?

    David reassured me that being skeptical does not make you less faithful.  He mentioned a reference to speaking in tongues in 1 Corinthians 14.  The purpose of speaking in tongues is for those who don't believe.  Paul says that "... in the church I would rather speak five intelligible words to instruct than ten thousand words in a tongue."  I have never seen someone speak in tongues (in person), and I do not know if I'll be able to see God in all that craziness.  We'll see what He does.  I'm not saying that God won't show himself through people with this spiritual gift, but I don't need to see it to believe in Him. 

    Then I started thinking about Jesus and his miracles.  He never wanted to be known for his miracles.  In John, Jesus' brothers tell him that he needs to show himself to the world.  Jesus replies in John 6: "The right time for me has not yet come; for you any time is right."  We do not need to see Jesus doing all this crazy stuff.  Jesus is working even though you can't always see it.  Even his first miracle -- turning water into wine -- is done without people knowing what Jesus had done.  Jesus hated that people needed to see miracles to believe.  Isn't it obvious enough?

    God has worked in my life and most of the time it has been so subtle.  I am glad that I am skeptical on what goes on, because not everything is God's work.  Satan is at work as well.  I think it is good to question what happens in the world and to check if God is really speaking in obscure and strange ways because you never know.  I'll always take a step back and try to see if God is really present.  Being a skeptical Christian does not make you less faithful but actually more faithful.  I've never seen God move a mountain or Jesus walk on water, but I have seen Him change and work in people's hearts especially mine and that is all the proof I need of His existence.

Friday, 16 March 2007

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    A Grief Observed
    By C. S. Lewis
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    To him hath shall be given

       I just finished reading a book by C.S. Lewis that Michelle left for me before she went to Spain.  How encouraging is it to be able to relate to a fellow Christian in your times of struggle and frustration?  I really have no words to describe how such a subtle God can work in such grandiose ways.

        And so, perhaps, with God.  I have gradually been coming to feel that the door is no longer shut and bolted.  Was it my own frantic need that slammed it in my face?  The time when there is nothing at all in your soul except a cry for help may be just the time when God can't give it: you are like the drowning man who can't be helped because he clutches and grabs.  Perhaps your own reiterated cries deafen you to the voice you hoped to hear.
        On the other hand, 'Knock and it shall be opened.'  But does knocking mean hammering and kicking the door like a maniac?  And there's also 'To him hath shall be given.'  After all, you must have a capacity to receive, or even omnipotence can't give.  Perhaps your own passion temporarily destroys the capacity.
    ~ C.S. Lewis

    I feel like He has been telling me to listen and wait.  I'm so impatient that I don't think I can wait any longer for answers.  And yet, He is so good that I know there is hope in Christ. 

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