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Dear Future Generations,

I hope that you will not have to grow up in fear of tomorrow, in fear of the destruction of your home. I hope that instead you will grow up with inspiration from this climate revolution, that you will know you can make a difference. I hope you keep on changing the world for the better.

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Quiero pensar que ustedes serán la diferencia, que tomaran más actos sobre el asunto y no dejaran que nada los detenga.

 

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I feel optimistic for you, tomorrow. I can feel a shift happening already.

 

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To my precious grandchildren, Emma, Maya, Maddie and Will,

With love and a great hope for the future, a future that will be healthy and sustainable for you, my precious grandchildren.

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