Yesterday out in [redacted] I was teaching [about human influence on ecosystems] to groups of 5th graders. One of my standard moments is to ask the kids, “Can you think of any changes humans have caused in the animal habitats in THIS area? And how might the resident animals be affected?” The usual answers are “Building houses,” “Cutting down trees,” and such.
Yesterday, one little girl answered, “My Daddy always tries to run over animals and kill them when he sees them on the road.” I paused for a moment, and every kid was staring at me (waiting to see what I would say). Hmmm…. how to respond (and not say that her Dad is a jerk)?
I replied, “Wow. Does that bother you when he does that?” She nodded yes. So I continued, “It would bother me, too. When YOU are old enough to drive a car, you can show other people that driving AROUND animals is what you want to do. And you could tell your Dad that’s your plan when you grow up.”
Anyone else ever get that type of comment? Other responses?
Does anyone have a little bit of time to proofread a thing for me? It’s really short!
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this is not your grave get out of the hole
Always falling into a hole, then saying “ok, this is not your grave, get out of this hole,” getting out of the hole which is not the grave, falling into a hole again, saying “ok, this is also not your grave, get out of this hole,” getting out of that hole, falling into another one; sometimes falling into a hole within a hole, or many holes within holes, getting out of them one after the other, then falling again, saying “this is not your grave, get out of the hole”; sometimes being pushed, saying “you can not push me into this hole, it is not my grave,” and getting out defiantly, then falling into a hole again without any pushing; sometimes falling into a set of holes whose structures are predictable, ideological, and long dug, often falling into this set of structural and impersonal holes; sometimes falling into holes with other people, with other people, saying “this is not our mass grave, get out of this hole,” all together getting out of the hole together, hands and legs and arms and human ladders of each other to get out of the hole that is not the mass grave but that will only be gotten out of together; sometimes the willful-falling into a hole which is not the grave because it is easier than not falling into a hole really, but then once in it, realizing it is not the grave, getting out of the hole eventually; sometimes falling into a hole and languishing there for days, weeks, months, years, because while not the grave very difficult, still, to climb out of and you know after this hole there’s just another and another; sometimes surveying the landscape of holes and wishing for a high quality final hole; sometimes thinking of who has fallen into holes which are not graves but might be better if they were; sometimes too ardently contemplating the final hole while trying to avoid the provisional ones; sometimes dutifully falling and getting out, with perfect fortitude, saying “look at the skill and spirit with which I rise from that which resembles the grave but isn’t!”