Dear Future Child,

My parents showed me so many wonders of mother earth growing up. I will always cherish my childhood memories gardening with my mom and dad. As a young child I would always look forward to cleaning the garden with my father. We would always find the something new in the garden whether it be creatures or objects. He made it such an adventure. My mom made so many wonderful dishes with the fruits and vegetables from our garden.

Mother earth is about offer us all that we need to survive. I hope to see people live sustainably and treat it just like their own mother. Please care. Give her the love and care that she needs. This can be achieved in many ways by adapting small changes to everyday living which reduce waste. This can be done by using solar energy, electric cars, recycling, and doing other activities to reduce waste.

I promise to leave earth better than I found it by eliminating my waste. I will achieve this by not using plastic bags, having a compost at home, saving water, and eliminating my energy intake. I also plan to bring as much awareness as possible by spreading the word on ways in which we can save the earth.

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