One Apple A Day #363
Yesterday my girlfriend and I did a long stroll on the beach.
It was a gorgeous day; blue sky, no clouds, shining sun and fresh breeze.
As you can imagine, it was the perfect recipe for a sunburn.
But this is not what I want to share today.
We walked a lot. The beach was crowded, and we were looking for peace. We didn’t want to spend the day listening to the stories of some unknown beach neighbours.
So, we kept walking until there were only a few colourful umbrellas scattered on the beach with enough space to talk without being listened.
Going forward, there were fewer people and more dogs.
Dogs at the beach are the perfect representation of happiness. They were running everywhere, playing among them no matter the size, jumping in the water, always in wonder as if everything was a discovery.
We should learn from them how to be grateful for just everything. For the beauty of life.
But this is not what I want to share today.
While we were walking towards the dogs — we love animals — I saw a piece of plastic on the shore. Like a small transparent plastic bag.
I saw it, and I kept walking complaining in my mind with the people that have no respect for nature.
Then my girlfriend saw the same plastic bag. She picked it up, walk toward the back on the beach and throw it away in a bin.
I felt ashamed. I could have done it.
She taught me a valuable lesson.
The difference between wanting a better world and creating a better world.
We keep waiting for someone, a government, a technology, an innovation, a leader to change the world through some bold and massive action. In doing this, we absolve ourselves for not acting.
And we forget that it is through the small, almost insignificant, choices that all of us make every day that the world change.