I won’t leave my lights on.
More Messages to the Future
This is just the beginning. It’s the accrual of little seeds of change that will lead to the tree of revolution.
Dear Samuel, Willa, and Ben,
To the core of my being, and only through the power of community, I will honor the voices of the youth who are pleading, “Don’t burn my future.” Samuel, Willa, and Ben, your little voices I know, will join that chorus soon enough.
I will opt up to deep green
My climate promise is to stop using electricity too much.
To My Future Self,
This lead me to my final project, which focused on reforming the education system to incorporate sustainability classes into the current curriculum.
Dear Victoria, sugar pie honey bunch, chiquita loquita,
How can I look at your bright eyes and light dance and tell you we are facing a war?
I promise to go DEEP GREEN
The gift for next generation,
To save the big world, perhaps, we should change the mind from myself to my small family to my community.
I will keep the air clean so everyone can see the sunset.
I promise to not waste food and eat locally grown food.
Dear future me,
If we don’t stop cutting down trees for agriculture and to build houses then the future generations will not think about trees when they hear the word Earth.
The road I learned to ride my bike on, the field where I kicked my first soccer ball, and the park I ate my first ice cream cone at, could all be gone.