今天读了suki的blog, 她提到环保的课题. 我不敢说自己做的很好, 但是第一次开始注重环保, 其实是在中学时代. 当时, 我有一个很好很好很好的朋友, 叫安力. 他就常常在嘴边念着, "要环保". 所谓近朱着赤, 近墨着黑, 我也被深深的影响, 这点, 可能连他自己都不晓得.

后来, 我身边的很好很好很好的朋友变成了慧娇. 自从她留学台湾以后, 就变成非常环保的积进份子. 为什么我说她"积进"呢? 因为有一次... 就是若干年前, 在某个商场的化妆间, 发生了这样一件事. 那化妆间每间如厠的间隔都是没有提供厠纸的, 每个要用纸的人就在外面先撕几张才走进去. 慧娇撕了, 轮到我. 很明显的, 我撕的份量比慧娇撕的多很多(因个人习惯的关系). 结果引来慧娇的一番教训, 说我不环保, 不爱惜地球, 还狠狠的瞪我. 当时的我当然感到无地自容, 后悔莫及. 就这样, 在潜移默化下, 近朱着赤, 近墨着黑的道理中, 我又深深的被影响着.

后来, 另外一位让我刮目相看的是evonne. 她是我的旧同事. 我们常常需要在思考的时候做笔记或写下设计概念什么的, 所以需要用纸. 同事一年当中, 她一贯的环保本色让我俯首称臣. 她的座位非常干净整洁, 没有一样东西是多余的. 纸张... 你很难想象她都把字写在哪里 -- 信封. 就是那些有的没有的信封. 她说, 反正有空位, 可以写字. 若非用纸张不可, 就去打印机旁, 找些被人遗忘的纸, 写在背面. (哦~ 我也有在做这样的环保). evonne 更厉害, 她能写到密密麻麻只有自己才看得到看得懂的地步. 佩服佩服! 在她离开公司前, 还把一包她收藏已久用不完的信封和纸张, 像宝一样的传给我, 交代我一定要环保... 讹弥陀佛.

最近, 我发现自己开始能够影响别人. hmm, 即使没有人真正的被我影响, 但至少有人看到我这样做, 有一天会也突然想这样做. 就是在念part time 的课室里, 同学们都拿出自己打印的作业题目. 后来讨论到乱成一团, 大家不分你我, 作业题目拿到手就当成是自己的来用. 放学前我问, 哪一份是我的? 其中一位同学说到: "那份咯~ 只有你的最特别, 字小小, 两面挤在一面, 一张纸印前后两页". (写到这里, 我发现, 我还真的没有影响到他们)

环保不能勉强, 要发自内心. 如果你读了我的部落格, 或身边的朋曾经提醒过你, 为何不尝试爱惜地球呢? 每个人都多尽一份力, 世界也许就会有所不同. 王力宏都这样唱了:

要一直努力努力
永不放弃
才可以改变世界
come on 改变自己

MEMO to God, from Nury Vittachi ....

Dear Sir or Madam,

I am writing to apply for a new position. I realise you have not advertised any vacancies in the area in which I am interested, but I thought I would write in anticipation of a post becoming available.

The job I want to apply for is ‘Child’.

I realise that I am a little bit (okay, several decades) past the usual age for this position, but I believe I can be retrained.

Last week, I was crossing a pedestrian walkway with my child when we saw a beggar. I saw a smelly man flouting society’s conventions and hasten my steps to pass by as quickly as possible. My child saw a person in need and gave him a huge smile.

Then we crossed a car park. I saw a patch of dirty ground with oily puddles to be avoided. She saw rainbow-filled pools to be stirred into psychedelic patterns with the toe of her shoe.

Then we passed a group of men digging a large hole in the road. I saw an irritating danger to traverse. She saw a glimpse of the heart and lungs of the city and insisted on stopping to watch for a full eight minutes.

Then we headed to a shopping street for lunch. As a boringly predictable adult, I suggested Starbucks. But she smelled fried noodles and dragged me into a workmen’s cafe where we shared a really tasty meal for less than the price of one designer cappuccino.

Then I scanned the newspaper to look for cinemas, shopping malls or theme parks to visit. She decided "the fun-est thing to do" would be to take a ferry nowhere in particular and then take it straight back to where we started.

So that’s what we did. It WAS fun. And then we headed home.

On our journey, it became clear to me I am not cut out to be an adult. How could I have got it so wrong?

In my teen years, I believed I was born to be one. Not only was I growing taller, but my voice was getting deeper, my skin hairier and my birthdays greater in number. Drifting into adulthood seemed natural.

However, I now realise this was a gross error. I had not fully considered the consequences.

So I resign from adulthood with immediate effect. Please find enclosed my car keys, my house keys, my credit cards and my gold membership card to the Old Codgers’ Club.

I will no longer pretend to like subtitled European art-house movies. When asked what my all-time favourite movie is, I shall admit to it being The Lion King.

I will no longer buy suits from tailors who offer me a choice of colours limited to grey, grey, grey or grey.

I will no longer pretend to enjoy books which have won the Booker Prize and will re-read The Magician’s Nephew.

I will no longer pretend I like sitting in bars late into the night discussing politics. I will go straight home after work and play Monopoly.

I will no longer eat organic lettuce drizzled with olive oil. I will have Coco Pops for dinner.

Why not join me? You might like it.

Amen.

Those wishing to join him can contact the columnist through his website: www.vittachi.com
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