Eco-Mamas

My mother was an activist back in her day. She burned her bra, was a delegate for Jesse Jackson, and fought to have hostages freed from Lebanon in the 80s. Now in her 60s, she loves her job as a school social worker and spending time with her grandchildren. The last thing she wanted was to hear was me spouting off about the urgency facing the planet.

And when she seemed unwilling to join up in arms with me to make change, I was sad.

After all, hadn't I become exactly what she'd raised me to be? Sure she was proud, but she was too comfortable to fight the system, and too tired to implement new programs into her school to teach kids about living green like I asked--begged--her.

Eventually, I got over my disappointment and figured she'd earned the right of complacency. Then today, I got a phone call.

"Can you meet with the Principal to talk about how we can work this into the curriculum?"

So off we go!

Thanks for inspiring me--yet one more time-- Momma!