Africa, a passion story

In L/L Writing we were studying Short Stories. After reading and learning about it's characteristics, as a final task, we had to write our own Short story, including in the end the phrase "And that was the last time she/he/I ever so them". Here is my story:

Africa, a passion story

Since I was little, I wanted to help animals, nature, and so I created my own foundation. When I heard that Africa Lions Organization needed help to grow up two baby white lions, I e-mailed them:

To: Africa Lions Organization
From: Sarah@WildRoar.com

My name is Sarah, I am 30 years old. I am the founder andl director of the foundation called "Wild Roar" in which we take care of abandoned or orphan wild animals. I offfer my service to travel from United States to Africa and help the two orphan baby white lions. I  hope I can help, for more information you can visit our website www.wildroarfoundation.com or e-mail us: help@wildroar.com

Thank you.

Two weeks later, I received their feedback. They had chosen me to take care of the babies:

To: Sarah@WildRoar.com
From: Africa Lions Organization

We accept your offer. We have investigated your work and we think you are the adequate person with a lot of experience and passion. You will be in Africa for three years, we will use two years to grow them up and one to let them free and follow their progress. Today is October 3rd 2014, we expect you are here by October 15.

Thank you for offering to save two amazing lives.

I immediatey started looking for plane tickets, once I found them, I bought them. Then I started preparing my suitcase. By October 15th I was at the hotel in Africa, getting ready to visit the foundation.

When I arrived at the foundation it looked fantastic, it was gorgeous, spacious. It  was perfect; it had the perfect habitats for the animals. So I put hands on work. They presented me the babies, now, I was their new mother.

They were a male and a female, Simba and Lucy. They were so charming, so lovely, thay adored playing. My routine had started. Every day I went there, I interacted and took care of them. I fed them, gave them baths, played with them.

Time passed by, my babies rew. In six months they grew a lot, they turned into adolescets, but anyway they continued being so adorable and they continued playing. Their fur changed, and Simba's male fur started growing around his neck. Then, when they were one year old, they were young adults, ready to start socializing with other lions and to start knowing better their habitat.

Time continued passing really quickly and my babies started to get more independent. They started to spend more time with other lions and in their habitat, once they were two years old. It was time to let them free, it was time for them to fend by themselves. It was October 5th 2016, we decided we would let them free by October 17th. But first we put them a special necklace from which we could locate them to follow their progress for one entire year. Then my job would be done.

The day arrived, we put our babies into two separate cages. The we arrived at the Savanna. We put the cages on the floor. We moved to a place where they couldn't see us so that they didn't want to come with us, and using a special system, we opened the two cages. Some minutes passed in which they went out of the cages and walked around; but then they finally walked together far and far away starting a new life. I started crying, I was so happy, my babies didn't need me anymore, they were adults, so charming like the first time I saw them. When they were practically disappearing into deep grass, they turned around and looked at us like saying good bye. Then, they continued walking.

My work had finished, my mission was accomplished. After following their progress I returned back to the United States. I continued with my life and my foundation.

That was the last time I ever so them.

Some beautiful African music...