The Oceans

We've been reading about a device built by The Ocean Cleanup group to collect some of the trillion plus pieces of plastic floating in the Great Pacific Garbage Dump.  It seems like a fine device, but so far it hasn't been super successful collecting the plastic.  The group has gotten some criticism.  It's hard to tell if they're on the up and up.  I'm still reading articles.

The Thirdlanders want to know why people litter in the first place.  One gal offered, "I think it's basically because people don't make good choices about where to put their trash."

Another retorted, "But why?  Why don't they make good choices?"

It was hard not to point at the debris all over our classroom floor---- the wasted glue sticks drying up with no caps in sight, the snack wrappers, the slips of paper from our pictograph project that were scissored, dropped and forgotten. Left behind as it were.  I'm not much better.  My desk is always a disaster and if the recycling bin's full, my paper trash goes right in the trash bin.

Going to work on slowing down the agenda this week, building in some tidying time.  I need it.  They need it.  The planet needs it.  We can do better in Thirdland.