As I skimmed through my high school yearbook last evening, I had forgotten about my involvement with the Ecology Club. I participated for a total of 3-years, and I was the president the last two years. How was I elected to this post? Maybe it was trash talk.
The Ecology Club must have impacted me because the other day as I sat in my car with the rain pouring down and as I prepared for a meeting, I noticed a couple in the vehicle next to me as they ate their lunches. The driver rolled down his window and dropped their garbage out as they finished each individual item. I glared at the driver, and he smiled through the rain covered window. I finally exited my car after the third littering. I slowly exited my car with my cane (dramatic effect). I picked up all of their litter and knocked on the driver side window. The window came down. I handed him the trash, and I said, I believe this is yours. Let’s please leave our world a better place for the next generation.
The driver exited his car, and he walked his litter to the trash receptacle that was on the sidewalk directly in front of his vehicle. It was worth my rain drenched appearance for my afternoon meeting.
I thank the Ecology Club for my teachings, and it is time for some more trash talk.
I thank the Ecology Club for my teachings, and it is time for some more trash talk.
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