Queirda Amiga,
Hablaré con mis amigos sobre reciclar mas. Separaré la basura que recicle. Me familia y yo ayudaremos a limpiar la basura en la carretera y la playa. Es necesario para ayudar a nuestra medio ambiente o nuestra mundo estará lleno de contaminación.
Chers Enfants,
Chers Enfants,
To our future generations,
I want you to know that some of us do care and we are working towards a better future for you.
Queridos nietas/nietos,
Creo que debo hacer más. Por ello, he decidido escribir esta breve carta para empezar un proceso en el que vaya escribiendo más cartas, conforme vaya teniendo más claridad de mis posibles contribuciones.
My dear daughters,
I will use my voice to help bring awareness about climate change.
To my fellow adventurers,
Don’t stop looking for adventures.
Annalu minha filha amada,
Espero de coração que, no futuro, você possa olhar para trás e se orgulhar muito dos pais que teve.
Dear Birds,
will continue championing land preservation and the restoration of woodland, prairie and wetland habitats. I will not stop advocating for “bird friendly” legislation to make cities safer for your passage.
To my children,
If there is one thing that I taught you it is to be honest in your decisions as they pertain to yourselves and the earth in which you live.
Dear Finley,
I wonder if in 2050 we will be looking at a future where fear from the changes at hand has caused people to hate rather than love and provide hope. Perhaps in that world we will we no longer comprehend the biblical texts in a meaningful way. Will climate change be the end of the epoch of God?
Dear Jack,
Right now you are only a little over 5 weeks old, but you have truly changed my whole world. Your Mom and I always say that we thought we loved before you were born, but now that you have come into the world and we met you, our ability to love just expanded exponentially.
To my wide-eyed warrioresses,
Since my two daughters emerged into this world, all of my tomorrows have become more dear.
To My Fellow Two-Spirits,
Thank you — Thank you — without you, I would not hear butterflies singing, without you, I would not understand black bear humor, or the creativity of jays planning their breakfast, without you, I would not feel flora whispers of long-lived wisdom on the back of my neck while sitting in Padmasana.
