November 6, 2009

Muriel

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When I was 9 years old the neighbor wanted to extend the side of his house but the trees there were in the way. These were beautiful, gigantic Populus and I loved them so much. When the wind blew through the leaves it made the most amazing sound. I could sit in our garden for ages, just listening. But the neighbour didn’t care about the trees or the sound or the birds that nested there, so a company came to cut them down. I was so disturbed, angry and sad that I cried and screamed at the man while they tried to do their work. The neighbor got upset and my mother had to drag me inside so the workers could continue their work. The trees were cut and I was upset for weeks. A year later Greenpeace came to my school to introduce themselves and their cause and I immediately became an activist. I think I belong to a generation that needs some kind of revolution. Something to stand up for, something to care about, or simply something that gives hope for a better future. Greenpeace gives me exactly that.

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