As I have mentioned before, I have a lot of love towards my science teacher. I appreciate almost everything she does for my class. This term for one of our term project options she decided that it would be a great idea to let us take a field trip. Not as a class, and not during class, but by ourselves...over spring break.
I decided that this would be the choice for me. Because I didn't want to read a science book, and I definitely didn't want to plant a garden, and I wasn't on the Science Olympiad team. So a field trip was the choice for me.
So off I went. I met up with my friend Thursday morning to go to the dump. Spring break at the dump? Don't mind if I do. :) I didn't really know what to expect. I mean, it's the dump. So I though of it being stinky, and gross, full of garbage, and a bunch of people playing with garbage.
We got up to the Landfill where we met our tour guide Preston. My friend being so nice, let me squish in nice and close to this stranger, Preston. From then on Preston talked about the weeds, this pile of garbage, that pile of garbage, and what happens to everything that is brought there. I had no idea all this went on. Lots of the stuff Preston talked about I didn't necessarily understand but still, what I did, I found it very interesting.
He talked about how there is still 35 years left of room at the dump. Which will soon be 65 feet of garbage. Preston had such a passion of garbage. I could tell that this wasn't just any old place a garbage to him. He was so intense with his presentation to us of the garbage. The one thing he was very passionate about was what the dump will be like when we have grandchildren. He said that our grandchildren will be able to go to the dump and open and read a newspaper from when I was a little girl.
My trip to the dump wasn't just a trip to see a bunch of garbage. With Preston's help, he let me understand the way everything is dumped and recycled and how to help the world be a better place.
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