WORLD ENVIRONMENT DAY – SPOTLIGHT ON HIPSTERS ON NATURE

WORLD ENVIRONMENT DAY – SPOTLIGHT ON HIPSTERS ON NATURE.

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WORLD ENVIRONMENT DAY – SPOTLIGHT ON HIPSTERS ON NATURE

Hipsters of nature is a locally grown organization in Ghana that  focuses on using creative ways to improve communication and education in environmental issues such as climate change, waste management and environment sustainability.

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The theme for this year’s World Environment Day (WED) is: ”Seven Billion dreams. One planet. Consume with care”. To mark this day, Hipsters of Nature organized a campaign on waste segregation for school children. The aim of the campaign is to promote Recycling, Reusing and Reducing among young people.

10 Junior High schools in the Accra Metropolis were provided with waste containers for segregation of various types of waste such as paper, plastic, and organic waste.  A competition was organized among the participating schools to design the waste containers for segregation and write a poem on the World Environment Day theme.

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Workshops were organized for the pupils on how they can make their own shopping bags from old t-shirts, hanging gardens from plastic bottles and avoid excessive plastic packaging by sending their own shopping bags to the market.

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The schools were invited to Afia Beach Hotel on 5th June, 2015 to present their project and recite their poems. German Swiss International School won the best creative school and Mrs. Adu Sam school won the best poem.

The Deputy Director of Built Environment from the Environmental protection Agency, Mrs. Cindy Baidoo was present at the event. She commended the programme and called on all Ghanaians to join in the waste segregation programme.

 

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The programme was made possible by the following sponsors: Price Water House Coopers, Afia Beach Hotel, Qualiplast Limited, 4 Fair Life, Yellow for water, AFC Consultants International and Curious Minds.

 

As a writer and art enthusiast- This is what I feel within when I see Beatrice and her team at work- RENEWING OUR ENVIRONMENT THROUGH ART ONE LOCALITY AT A TIME.

Kwabena Boafo.

 

A letter to the Ones I once I loved.

 Today I break the silence
I create a path for the river of lessons
Flowing like blood through arteries
Burst open the veins
And recapture lost memories
Time passed, no regrets but lovely gains

Those times, Late night walks
Building memories in the sky
Like visions we believed
Our lives our hopes we retrieved
You owned me, we were we
Eyes popped but who cared
As far as we were we

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Now was the past
Now was the future
As far as you were there
Now was forever

Will I ever see them again
Those moments those floating words
Will we ever share them again
Now its all gone
No it is not really gone
The last time I saw you
I saw those moments in your eyes
I saw those times in the air
Then I knew time lost can never be regained
But memories gained can never be lost.

This letter is an out cry
A soliloquy
Whatever you call it
It isn’t poetry
It’s a moment of outburst
A sudden twist of events
Inspired by history filled with passion
Will we make those mistakes again
The mistakes we will live to cherish

Now I know one thing
It isn’t you but me without you
Or us without we
But once we were we
Now we are us
Can there be a journey to the past
If yes I will not go
But stay in the now so I could
Yes I won’t even go
Because you are here with me
In these words, this letter
You live on in me

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Replay this letter in these words
You are here with me because
You won’t even go, yes
You won’t even go
But I could stay in the now
Yes I will

Continue to the final drop

Tried on the funk as hip hop

Now I am in a fix

Will this happen again

The abrupt end of the fairy tale

So slow like a snail

My mouth my thoughts

In a sudden mix

This dangerous adventure I once went

All my energies and thoughts spent

Was it worth the time

Will I ever make sense or even rhyme

Now is the time

To raise this love from the dead

This love I once felt

On a lonely and an uncomfortable bed

Will

Sorry just like the last but once sentence

That’s how It all ended.

Abruptly!