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Dear future self,

I am glade to be doing english and western riding, and that i found many riding activities that i love doing.

My hopes for the future are to own at least 2-3 horses and to be able to do the horse activities on my own.

My promise wood be to the horses when i get my own, and it would be that i would give them a safe and loving home where they would be taken care of with the right amount of exercise with enough outside time.

My thoughts on climate change are that as the population grows in our planet farmers are forced to produce more food which then means using faster ways to grow including using pesticides, antibiotics, and artificial fertilizer. These recourses are not only bad for us but the environment. These also create climate change in ways of pollution and greenhouse gasses being released by the animals.

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