Happy Sunday Everyone!
I hope you’re having a good day? If not there’s still time. This is one of two posts for this week’s ‘Sustainable Sunday’. Its sister post is full of hope and positive action. Do you have a personal story to share about trying to live more sustainability? I’d love to hear, celebrate and help share them. What are your triumphs and challenges large and small? We all have both, whether living off-grid or seeking out more sustainability in our cities. I was recently overjoyed at finding crisps in compostable bags, and steel straws. From beach cleans to handmade shopping bags, train commutes to swapping plastic cutlery for bamboo, from window box herbs to homegrown potatoes, what’s your story?
We’re all part of the big story, though the poem below includes one type of person who thinks they are not. It is also the story of three people for whom making positive change is routine, almost unnoticed. Alone, we feel things cannot change because none of us can do everything. Together though, we can shift the tides of oceans one wave at a time.
“The Government should do something about this!”
Says the man, speaking of climate change
As he drives his four by four through rush hour traffic,
If I ask what he does he’ll disengage
Or say he recycles his newspapers,
My mind recycles definitions of ‘tragic’
As he blames the factories in Asia,
Plastic knick-knacks from China
Dangle from his windscreen,
As he shouts that others should “go green!”
In the next car, colleagues nattering
About their weekend plans,
Carsharing, hardly noticing the jam
The passenger’s husband is cycling
Home from his shift at the plant,
A quick text to remember the washing
As the iPod recycles Wham.
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch