Checking out at the supermarket recently, the young cashier suggested I should bring my own bags because plastic bags weren’t good for the environment. I apologized and explained, “We didn’t have this green thing back in my earlier days“.
The clerk responded, “That’s our problem today. Your generation did not care enough to save our environment for future generations“.
She was right about one thing–our generation didn’t have the green thing in “Our” day. So what did we have back then? After some reflection and soul-searching on “Our” day, here’s what I remembered we did have….
Back then, we returned milk bottles, pop bottles and beer bottles to the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles repeatedly. So they really were recycled. But we didn’t have the green thing back in our day.
We walked up stairs, because we didn’t have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery store and didn’t climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks. But she was right. We didn’t have the green thing in our day.
Back then, we washed the baby’s nappies because we didn’t have the throw-away kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy gobbling machine burning up 240 volts — wind and solar power really did dry our clothes back in our early days. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing. But that young lady is right. We didn’t have the green thing back in our day.
Back then, we had one TV, or radio, in the house — not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief (remember them?), not a screen the size of Wales. In the kitchen, we blended & stirred by hand because we didn’t have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap.
Back then, we didn’t fire up an engine and burn petrol just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn’t need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity. But she’s right. We didn’t have the green thing back then.
We drank from a water fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blades in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull. But we didn’t have the green thing back then.
Back then, people took the bus, and kids rode their bikes to school or walked instead of turning their mums into a 24-hour taxi service. We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn’t need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 2,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest pizza joint.
But isn’t it sad the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn’t have the green thing back then?
Please post this on your Facebook profile so another selfish old person who needs a lesson in conservation from a smarty-pants young person can add to this
Custos Cavum
Custos Cavum (Guardian of the Hole)
size : 220(h) x 360(w) x 260(d)cm
material : metallic material, resin, motor, gear, custom CPU board, LED Once upon a time, there were two worlds. They were connected to each other through a number of small holes, as if the worlds were breathing through these holes. However, the holes had a tendency to close up, so there were guardians next to each one to keep them open. The guardians were called “Custos Cavum.” They took the form of seals and had large front teeth, which they used to gnaw the holes to prevent them from closing up.
Whenever a Custos Cavum felt the generation of a new hole somewhere, it fell into a deep sleep. From the body of the quietly sleeping Custos Cavum grew winged spores called “Unicuses.” These spores took flight and each flew to a new hole, where it gave rise to a new Custos Cavum.
As time went on, the people of each world gradually forgot about the other. The guardians lost their power and died, one after another. When the last Custos Cavum died, the last hole closed, separating the two worlds completely. The existence of the other world was entirely erased from people’s memories.
Last night, I saw Unicuses start to grow from the last bone of a Custos Cavum in my small garden. According to an old story, Unicuses will grow whenever the holes to the other world are open again.
Personal taste
VIVA!
Už jsem si začínala myslet, že neexistuje. A existuje.
Konečně romantický seriál o lásce, kde:
- nezavírám půlku filmu oči, protože je mi trapně
- nechci půlku filmu hlavní hrdinku zabít, protože je to neskutečná blbka
- hlavní hrdina a hlavní hrdinka jsou si rovni
- hrdinka se nezamiluje na začátku filmu do chlapa, který se k ní chová nejhůř ze všech včetně komparzu a pomocného štábu a netráví zbytek série jeho předěláváním na člověka, případně jeho omlouváním, zatímco ignoruje chlapa, který je upřímný, hodný, pracovitý, pozorný a má ji rád
- omezili množství seriálových klišé na nezbytné minimum a ještě z poloviny vybruslili celkem s vtipem
- nenastavili nepostupující děj v polovině náhlým vstupem třetí osoby, která všechno zvrátí, aby si pak před koncem vzpomněla, že se musí vrátit tam odkud přišla
- nemusím nastudovat korejskou historii a kulturní zvyky, abych pochopila některá hnutí mysli postav
- míra hrdosti postav je i pro evropana úměrná a srozumitelná (ne pro všechny asijské filmy to platí)
- počet epizod je tak akorát, aby si člověk dostatečně užil všechen cukrkandl, děj postupoval a autor se trapně neopakoval a necucal si z malíčku, čím to ještě nastavit
- neudělali z konce doják
- a přesto to byl happy end
Personal taste (Korea, 2010)
Jako jo, nějaké ty mouchy by se tam našly, ale co byste nechtěli.
:-)
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