Years ago, when I was attending high school here in the US for the 11th grade, we took the kind of class for which
American education is famously known, that of the "elective" variety, namely:
Environmental StudiesBack in England, my classmates at my old school were busy taking mandatory classes in
Latin,
Classical English Lit, Physics and Rhetoric, but me, I was knee-deep in the Everglades with my Ecology teacher and class, studying the natural habitat of the Florida mosquito.
(Do you know that man actually made us get off the school bus, roll up our trousers, and WADE INTO the
Everglades swamp, at the mercy of gators and spiders alike...just so that we could be in closer communion with nature? God, I hated that man)

Since it was an "honours" class, we didn't have a final exam.
Rather, he made us make a careful tally throughout our class time, of exactly how many flushes and toilet paper consumption we used in our daily lives at home, including trying to keep tabs of our parents' loo usage (!), handing that in as a term paper for our class grade.
Do you know how embarrassing it is to ask one's parent if he or she just took a tinkle, and how many times they flushed afterwards?
Not to mention having to inquire if it was Number Oneseys, or Twoseys, to predict the amount of paper wasted in the process.............
Of course, at the end when I handed in my term paper, I gave my teacher all these flash cards with my notes about our recycling, our flushing, our paper consumption, the better to impress him, which was
TOTAL TOTAL B.S.
I actually appended an epilogue where I thanked the teacher for his concern with the environment, which I claimed had motivated me to better conserve our precious resources, yadda yadda.
And yes, I got an
95, apple polishing paying immediate dividends, as ever.
I thus preserved my perfect 4.0 average, with the outrageous cynicism that only a high school student can have about the process, of having pulled one over on the dumb-as-nails teacher.
But you know, the fact of the matter is that ever since that class which I found a complete waste of time, and a laughingstock compared to my intellectually-challenging classes back in England, I HAVE been more aware of our environment.
Hardly an eco-warrior, I am however, always happy to recycle everything in my house, such as what it is, considering we rarely throw away tins, glass, and barely newspapers since only dad reads them now (I read papers online, exclusively).
In this, I quite lead my parents by example, since neither are particularly eco-conscious -- even given my father's penchant for turning off lights, even when you're in the room, reading.
But that's because he's cheap, not a
Greenpeacenik.
I will hold off one more day, before this post becomes truly relevant tomorrow. You'll see. Until then, here is another fun quiz which I found, which you may like to take.
Quick, easy, no registration, and possibly educative. Find out your...
ECOLOGICAL FOOTPRINTHaving tooted my own horn about my eco-awareness, it still came as no shock to find out I'm one wasteful, spoilt, uncaring Westerner.
My results:
The world is going to hell in a handbasket, my friends.
And, apparently, I'm gift-wrapping it.
P.S.: Oh yeah. I guess, thanks Mr. Cunningham for making me aware of our environment.
I suppose your class wasn't as ridiculous now, as I remember it. Although I blame you for having to take remedial Physics in the 6th form.
IN THE COMMENTS: Elko, my blogger colleague, suggests you take this quiz if you have lived in other areas, to see if your results vary from location to location. His certainly showed a wide margin of difference!
My point being, that the eco-footprint is determined to a greater extent by where you live, and the lifestyle it imposes on you, than by the lifestyle of you being you.An excellent point.
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