A Great Green Hump Day

Everybody needs a good “hump day” once in a while. Yesterday was one of those unforgettable Wednesdays. I had started to get disenchanted in my work as an environmental consultant. What did the work really mean? What was its real value? Granted I am tired of cajoling and fighting with business owners to get them to see the cost savings in conservation. God forbid you mention the environmental benefits.

Business is hard, and we all are so involved in our day to day concerns. Our actions have direct consequences. But do we stop to really care or take concern? When do we look to the outside to evaluate or see the possible ramifications on our future?  “Think of your children.” has become an empty rant repeated in the “green” vernacular.                                       

 It’s been almost 20 years since I stood in a room full of little ones to try and teach them the importance of recycling and conservation.

I went in with full vigor and prepared. To the 3^rd and 4^th grade we were orienting them to the different kinds of plastics and where and how to find the numbers. We passed out all kinds of plastics and gave them a chance to identify the number on their item. 

Great excitement filled the room as the discoveries were made. We even put a few trick items in our collection. Each child that had caught or gotten an item came to the front and got to put the item in the recycling bin or the trash. We complimented and cheered as the kids figured it out. Then one little boy came up and showed me his item, a bag that had contained dog food. He explained that there was no number on his bag. I, of course, repeated that if it had no number it was to go in the trash. He then said to me, “But it could be reused.”

Stunned, I congratulated him and told him that was excellent. And because he knew that it could be reused; I would give him the item to re-use however he wanted.  Off he went, and we conducted the third assembly of the day with 5^th graders, an introduction to composting and reuse. At the end of the 5^th grade assembly, we looked up and standing at the door was the little boy, Thomas.  He had something to show us.

What can I say? For all of us “Green folks” who have lost our way or the meaning of why we are doing what we are doing; I promise you, we are doing it for the children. And those adults who can’t seem to figure out the value or the ROI of this “green stuff,” move over, the next generation gets it, and they mean business.

Have a great weekend! It's coming soon.