Personal Narrative: I M Dying

As of right now,there is much wrong with the world. Wars are being fought, crime, rape and racism are still undoubtedly alive. This upsets countless people, movements have been made while others brawled back. With much crisis going on, numerous people seem to forget where it is all happening; Earth, mother of all things. Species whom have been around longer than humans are impelling extinction, the polar ice caps are melting, and landfills are overflowing. It is a terrifying thought to consider that the ones at fault for all of this is mankind. Each individual has a role in addressing environmental sustainability, and most are not doing their part.

In society we often don’t acknowledge that our environment is at high risk. We ignore this fact and just decide to focus on other topics such as politics, gun control, religion, etc... However, what we don’t realize is that the resources in our environment are not eternal and we are constantly losing resources due to the lack of conservation. In the past 12,000 years, 46% of all the existing trees in the world have been cut down. In 1977, Wangari Maathai founded the Green Belt Movement (“Eco activist Wangari Maathai keeps her faith in the power of grassroots”). The Green Belt Movement mainly focuses on empowerment to all gender, tree planting, and local and international advocacy for environmental protection. While we live in a society in

Put the gun down! Put the gun down! Pow Pow Pow. The gun shots cracked into the air as loud as thunder. One after another. We live day by day not knowing our end. In the blink of an eye our lives can be changed forever. Its life, yet even in knowing this we never expect tragedy to find us. We never expect it to affect our lives and the people we know and love. I’m going to share with you the day tragedy found my life.

The Earth itself is being neglected and abused by thoughtlessness and waste products of American Feed corporations. There is so much pollution that the atmosphere and Earth are being destroyed. This is a world hit by environmental disasters, the severity of which can only be read between the lines. There can only be synthesized clouds now that the atmosphere will not allow actual clouds to form and is not able to support natural weather patterns. This is a world where living creatures can no longer reproduce without assistance. And this is a world where startling

In Fact, this is not something new to us or we have just come across it for the first time. The most pessimists of the Scientifics have been warning us many decades’ now. Today, as a concerned scholar, I write these words with the certitude and conviction that knowledge together with technology, if applied with wisdom, might allow for a good comely Anthropocene. A good transition into the Anthropocene is illustrated in in making people’s lives better, cushioning the impact our activities in order to stabilize the climate, and protecting the natural world. The pursuance of a good Anthropocene, which is absolutely achieved in our lifetime, will strain Humanity to use its growing technological, economical, as well as social powers to contribute to the betterment of the people’s lives, stabilize the climate, and protect the natural

Everyone in my generation has probably grown up seeing ads or watching videos about pollution or about the environment in general, so much, to the point that these constant reminders about protecting our planet are already part of the norm for us. While these reminders have had positive effects, like how more and more people have become informed of the Earth’s condition, many people, myself included, still remain indifferent to the threats our environment faces. I won’t lie; I’m no saint or crusader for the cause, but every now and then certain videos or articles strike a chord within me and makes me reflect on the way how I’ve been living affects the environment. One such article was the one we read last week in class, “The Sixth Extinction” by Elizabeth Kolbert in the Upfront magazine.

In Zone One, the protagonist Mark Spitzhe, “He was ready. He didn’t like his chance of making it to the terminal”[7] In the end, Mark Spitzhe finally accept the existence of crisis and stops running. He realizes, New York, the city he was always dreaming to live in, doesn't exist anymore; he learns to accept the cruel fact that the city is already captured by zombies. Similarly, we now are experiencing environmental crisis that should be directly confront with considerable attitudes. In the article Universal Responsibility and the Global Environment, the author argues [8], “Universal responsibility is the real key to human survival. It is the best foundation for the world”. If humans want to survive in this environmental catastrophe, they need to cure their Jimmy Cricket syndrome. Firstly, admitting the serious truth that we have already entered into the sixth extinction event. The increasing of public awareness about environment inspires supporting, and protecting in dealing with current problems. Secondly, combining public concerns with contemporary lifestyle by processing concrete behaviors. This is to say, we can do our part to help save

“I’m Fighting For…”; the expression defined boldly in black contrasting the white wall it occupies. A blank canvass that has since flourished into a colorful, passionate artwork of hand-written sentiments surrounding the innermost phrase that I and so many others have proudly contributed to. This, I believe, is the uttermost beautiful and raw depiction of reality that resides in my office.

“If you look for the light you will often find it, but if you look for the dark. That is all you will ever see.”- Uncle Iroh from Avatar the Last Airbender. I am a dragon that spreads fire throughout the world, leaves scars on family, and has always tried to be stopped. What am I? I’m disease.Flowers with cards. IV’s in a tangled ball. Crayon drawings of horses. Worksheets that aren’t completed. 1st grade was to hard for them.They thought, was this normal for any normal family starting to move into a new town? Breath, sleep, awake, and repeat. MRI’s and surgeries take a toll on your health. Speak friend and enter. When a normal family like this one discovers a horrid conflict within their own family everything goes dark. The television seems

From my earliest years, I remember growing up in a highly political and partisan household. When I was younger, politics was merely background noise and a topic of debate. However, as I became older, politics became the lense through which I day dreamed about abolishing sexism, racism, and poverty. My families high involvement with politics not only made both my siblings and I politically active, but also propelled me into a career in political science.

As I look back on my life so far, it is safe to say that my family has had a long history of battling life threatening illnesses. A year before I was born, my grandmother was diagnosed with breast cancer, and she continued to fight the battle until I was about four years old when she finally came out the victor. Not long after that, my favorite cousin, who is only a year older than I am, was diagnosed with leukemia at the age of six. I stuck by her side for four years until her battle was over and she won. My childhood was a series of visiting hospitals and being my cousin’s right hand. I watched and endured all the pain and grief that my cousin went through and I never left her side. Fast-forwarding to this past year, my fondest and funniest

“I want to die.” Sixth grade wasn’t exactly a fun year for me. I wasn’t popular, still not but that doesn’t matter at this point. I wasn’t exactly the most attractive person, and my personality did not make up for that. I had a small group of friends, and they’re all good people, but one day we had a falling out. I was the one that sparked the argument so naturally the blame went to me. I was left with only one friend by the end of the day. “I want to die.” I cried into the pillow over and over as my Mom begged me to talk to her. I know this was a stupid thing to use my “do over” on; why not take back the thing I said to start the fall out? It’s because I don’t regret how it ended. That one friend that stayed with me is still my best friend

“I’m fine.” People say it all the time when asked if they are ok, but do they really mean it? Most of the time, yes, they do. If they fell and hit their arm on a table and there is no pain then when asked the question they can honestly say that they are fine. But what about the instances when people really aren’t fine? When they say they are ok to avoid questions? When all they want is to talk to someone, but are too scared to? When their real emotions are hidden behind a smile? That is what happened to my friend who had been hiding behind her smile so long she didn’t know what to do when the smile wasn’t enough anymore.

Currently in today’s news it pays to scare the population. The mass populous is guaranteed to continue to read or watch the news if they think our world is coming to an end. Bjorn Lomborg writes this article in direct defense of his positive outlook on our earth’s state. Lomberg’s approach to fixing the earth’s environment is to not just how we can affect the future, but how we can help humanity and the earth now.

As a 17-year old teenager going to high school, contrary to the environmental activist, David Suzuki’s, remarks about the ignorance of humans about nature, I receive much information about these kinds of problems at my school, from dedicated assemblies, eco fairs and special days that address our responsibility to deal with nature in a more responsible fashion. Yet, when the school day is over, all of the information seeps out of the roof of the school; plastic water bottles are still found in the corners of hallways and leftover Tim Hortons cups are still present in the desks of my former Business class. Even when I step inside the door of my house, the disconnection from nature is apparent. Most of my time at home is spent looking at a screen and doing homework and the only sign of nature would be the fly