Nature’s Battle With CIVILIZATION
The first story begins with me trudging through heavy snow up to my waist to get to school, alone. It was a lovely, blisteringly cold morning and I had several layers of pants and tops and an overcoat. My boots were insulated with fur and my giant hat almost obscured my eyes.

My school was maybe a 10-minute walk away for an adult, however, my little feet found it much longer.

Nobody had removed all the snow so it was like an obstacle course. This was when snow still existed back where I lived.

I still remember the stinging of your red cheeks when you entered the warm classroom. It made it a joy to be in school.

Now:

Last winter, I walked outside for several days in a t-shirt in the same location. The fashion of keeping your ankles bare while wearing tight jeans and cool runners has survived in the winter months, even though I didn’t partake in it.

“You’ll get arthritis when you’re old!” my grandfather would say. I don’t know if that’s accurate, but civilization has changed the seasons. There is no more snow.

It will now be “Endless Summer” until we all die out.

The Hope:

The earth has become greener this year. Civilization is moving more and more to cities and agriculture is the most automated it has ever been. We are getting more efficient at producing our food.

My hope is that one day, nature will have reclaimed most of what we have taken and we will have learned to live in our cities in a sustainable way.

This is so that when I’m old, I’ll be able to play with snowballs with my son or daughter too, as my parents did with me when I was little.
['Sabana Grande']
['Short Story', 'Global Warming', 'Blue Insights', 'Life', 'Environment']