You cannot get through a single day without having an impact on the world around you. What you do makes a difference, and you have to decide what kin… - Jane Goodall

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You cannot get through a single day without having an impact on the world around you. What you do makes a difference, and you have to decide what kind of difference you want to make.

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About Jane Goodall

Dame Jane Morris Goodall DBE (born Valerie Jane Morris-Goodall; 3 April 1934), formerly Baroness Jane van Lawick-Goodall, is an English primatologist, ethologist, and anthropologist. She is best-known for her study of chimpanzee social and family life in the Gombe Stream National Park in Tanzania and she did that for 45 years. She also founded the Jane Goodall Institute. In April 2002, she was named a UN Messenger of Peace,

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Birth Name: Valerie Jane Morris-Goodall
Alternative Names: Baroness Jane van Lawick-Goodall Dame Jane Morris Goodall Dame Jane Goodall Jane Morris Goodall

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