I promise to walk. I promise to enjoy nature and share that love with everyone around me. I promise to donate to rainforests and wildlife. I promise to start a garden. I promise to become a beekeeper. I promise to protect the bees. I promise.
To you, my dear!
In 2050, I will still be fighting against climate change. I feel that it’s not only my duty, but rather my destiny.
To my children,
I am working with 350.org on shutting down the coal and unconventional gas industries in our country because I cannot think of a more direct way to protect you, the food, water and biodiversity we all love and rely on.
Dear Alyssa,
I pray that more and more fathers will realize that to love their children well, they have to love and respect the ecological systems around them too.
Dear Grandchildren,
So here we are. In 2022 millions of people are suffering from the climate catastrophes, killing pollution and pandemic, not mentioning about poverty, gender and social injustice, racism, wars and dictatorships that can go on as long as bad people in power are allowed to grab our natural resources.
Dear Future Me,
I promise that I will change my behavior to benefit our trees.
Dear fantastic,
We as the human race are smarter than this struggle at hand and need to rise above large corporate interests and confusion on this topic.
Dear grand nieces and nephews,
I wish you this security knowing we changed because we love you.
Queridas filhas Ana Luísa e Ana Carla,
Que vocês possam contar para seus filhos e netos que minha geração tomou consciência de sua responsabilidade e assumiu sua condição de natureza e a ela se reintegrou, com inteligência, interação respeitosa e solidariedade.
Querida Emanoely,
Gostaria que você se lembrasse das lições simples que mamãe e papai te ensinou, como cuidar das plantas e dos espaços coletivos.
My dear granddaughter Christy,
My own curiosity and knowing what a caring, aware young woman you are help me override despair.
To my future self,
It is today on March 6th, 2017 that you have made the decision to make a difference in this world.
Dear Maya, Emilio and Daniel,
We thought that the world was an endless supply of whatever we wanted… I know it sounds hard to believe, but that is the way it was.
