It’s all about the birds. Certain types of plastic don’t get recycled at all in the factories your general waste goes to, but also won’t get recycled from the factories you send your recycling to. Here, the bits of bottles and the caps that
Blá
A piece of trash, or so its viewed….thrown out, used, no longer worth having. You pulled it this way, took it that, and then you walked away leaving it to nothing. You call it trash, you put it out of your mind, but is it really trash? Just like every other bit of debri, a heart can be recycled.
Recycling is incredibly easy for some people. Others, it’s like the end of the freaking world. They can’t seem to be able to put something that looks like cardboard into a different trashcan. It’s apparently physically impossible for them. The worst part is that they complain about global warming and how we all need to be more eco friendly and then just sit on their lazy buts drinking Coca Cola and throwing the can inside of the trash.
Lizzi
So this is today’s word. The word that defines our day, or at least this websites day. This word is green. This word is organic and pure, or at east that’s what environmentalists think!
lets recycle.lets save our earth,because we only have one
janlyann
When I walk, my hair floats. No, it really does. It floats and comes up like a thousand waves pull it. It grows, it straightens, it curls, it braids, but mostly it sprouts little objects at the end of a lock of hair.
i like to recycle because it makes me feel good and happy and full of rainbows and pretty things unlike underwear that’s tight and fun and full of holes and shit and stuff and plus i like clubs at school because this paragraph probably sounds retarded even though i’m not supposed to say it
Bobby
I love to recycle. At my house, we have a green recycle bin that we keep in the breezeway, between our kitchen/dining room and garage-that-isn’t-really-a-garage. At my old house on Pingree Road, there wasn’t any recycling service.
Maria
He threw it into the collection bin. Soon fire would reclaim what had been magnificent. It would melt it down and create something new from its ashes. There were only a few regrets still in his mind. He never wanted to be so callous. As he threw his bike into the pit he thought “I love you dad.”
Mike Roberti
we hear it, but we don’t know it
use it, but we don’t see it’s effects
we will never make a difference/ yes we can!
change?
we hear it. but we dont know it. green. paper cups. glass bottles. cant help much. change?
k8
i walked over to the recycling bin at the front of my house and opened the lid to throw away a bottle when i saw a note at the bottom. that’s in the wrong recycle bin, i thought. so i leaned in and grabbed it. it wasn’t regular paper either, i think it was parchment, all crumpled up. i uncrumpled it and all of a sudden it incinerated right in my hand. just up into ashes. i’d blinked and kept my eyes shut and as i opened them, a scarlett ribbon was in my hand. there was an inscription on the ribbon in black ink. You’ve seen, and now you’ll die. i blinked at it. the word, die, had sent a chill down my spine and i was shivering. i inhaled and then the world went black
Alibay
World unity. If every single person recycled, then it would be one thing that would bring the world together as a whole, undivided and with no borders. Safety for the planet. Better living. Existence. Peace.
Joshua R.
you can recycle paper and even cars. you can recycle asphalt and even lies. you can recycle skin and even lives. you can recycle me, but not your eyes.
Andreea
I use to recycle when I lived in Seattle. I would seperate the bottles and cans and papers and all that jazz then forget to take the recyceling out becuase it came every other week. Now I dont recycle becuase it is not redily availalbe for me to do so in NYC. My friend said that if you live in the hood you don’t get to recycle. Truth.
Kelli
The book was torn on the edges, from corners folded over thousands of times in hundreds of different hands. It no longer smelled of fresh ink and newly printed pages, but instead of a warm ancient softness, yellow sunshine hitting a library shelf, dust motes and decay. The creased cover held the memory of fingertips, the pages promised to divulge a secret that had been repeated and recycled so many times. But to him, it would be a new whispered truth.
As she stood with the old dress in her hands, she sighed at her reflection in the mirror. It wasn’t anything special. An old denim, strapless dress that she’d bought at the boutique on the corner. But what it marked was a new her. A more pretty, perfect, happy her. Recycling the dress, that had so many memories connected to it, memories that dragged her down, was recycling herself.
Maddy
“remember to recycle all of your old papers.” the teacher chimed as she passed out the results of last weeks quiz. “the schools trying to go green.”
All the students just nodded and one proceeded to throw his old paper in the garbage just to spite the teacher causing him to stay after class and miss lunch.
Emi
Recycle is a word people tell us to do every day. We should just focus on recycling cans and bottles instead of the things we say. Like gossip, how every girl talks behind eachothers back, and how the word “secret” means nothing anymore because everyone will repeat it.
Jenny Raymond
Reduce Reuse Recycle. People often say this word to help create a cleaner earth. Recycling is greatly enocouraged and can be done a number of ways.
Reusing material, to prevent overload of our landfills
Tamara
it is something that people thave been encouraging to help stop global warming. it is the renewing of old things or reusing of old things in order to cut production of these products.
Mika Boster
recycling is good. it’s green and helps the planet. there are fun ways to recycle like arts and crafts that reuse otherwise wasted materials. Recycling can be a way to give things a second life. We need to recycle as much as we can as earth runs out of resources. recycling is a solution to a big problem.
afdsdg
When you recycle you change the world around you. You make the future better and brighter for generations to come. To recycle is more than just proper disposal, it’s making the people of the future thank you for what you’ve done in the present.
Jordan
he dumped fish, food, fries, everything in the wrong can, to be recycled, and in his boring life that was the small, essential act of rebellion that subconciously kept him going all those years
Rose Clark
Recycling is something I don’t do often enough. Actually that’s a load of crap. I’m supposed to do it every day but I don’t because I’m lazy and in the grand scheme of things I really don’t see how me tearing up the cereal box and folding it flat into the bin is going to help. Seriously.
Kate Arsenault
recycle, recycle, recycle !
before it is too late
we can fix the issue before
the lorax is right about our fate
over and over and over again. I feel like you are the only thing I recycle. This love. for you it’s steady, but for me, you are the space between heart beats. you are the thing that stands there and reminds me I have value. you are the one that says “you’re beautiful” more than any other soul. and for that, what do I do? I repay you by sending you back into the cycle of recyleing your heart, your love, my emotions, my needs. ready for another round?
I go over the same routines, recycling the same emotions and excuses. First, the emptiness and hollow feeling of failure. Swifly after swoops in hope, rejuvenation, enery – I plan industriously. Next procrastination slopes in, half-apologetic, half-defensive: it’s different this time, there really is a reason. Then despair, fear – it will not be done. I’m back to failure.
skids
Amongst the clink of green bottles and stashes of mouldering newspapers there is another, older and better, treasure hider. It’s time to drag it out from hibernation, to ring the bell and adjust the saddle. It’s time to get it back out on the road, squeaky brakes and all.
idiosyncratic eye
we have to recycle, it’s an small thing that we can do easely. We have to do something. We have to do more than just recycling. The society have all the power.
Sara Angela
Recycle. What do we think of when you hear recycle. I think of the Earth, I think of something we should all do more of, but don’t. Some places seem to push it, some people don’t really care about recycling. I think we should have some sort of awareness project about what the good of recycling really does. Otherwise no one will care, no one. I would care a lot more about recycling if there was something that pushed me towards it. Humans do things for one of two reasons. 1. To gain a reward or 2. To avoid a consequence. If the only reward of recycling is “the Earth will be healthier” or “it’s better for the world” no one can take that seriously, it just isn’t specific enough. I think if the head of recycling team whatever whatever that is getting all these funds and blah blah blah (if there is such a thing, which there very well may not be, but I am just assuming) should use their power to put a specific reward or consequence out there.
I don’t understand why I keep getting recycle. This site would actually being kind of fun if it didn’t have one stupid word. Recycle. Is that all you care about, recycling? The act of recycling is boring. But it helps the environment.
I enjoy the process of recycling. Can you recycle glass? I asked my friend that a few days ago. She said you could, but I still have doubts about recycling glass. I thought that’s why they stopped making glass bottles for coca cola.
recycling is pretty good and i think it would be lovely if we all did it..Most people don’t bother to recycle because they are lazy and probably don’t have time, this should change, please recycle.
max
I wish more people recycled. Even I’m guilty of being just too lazy sometimes, but honestly, it’s the difference between the blue can and the green can. If it’s going to save our planet, isn’t it worth it to throw the can, bottle, cardboard box in the right bin?
Arielle
Recycling is good for our environment. It helps because instead of using new materials again and again, we can take what we didn’t use or didn’t completely use up the first time around and use it again. Which sounds like a pretty good idea to me.
Ashley
It was a recycled thought. Again and again it popped up into his mind. He couldn’t stop it. Again and again it played in his mind just behind reality. As if there was a film before his eyes and if he drew aside the curtain he would find that the memory was all there ever was.
Round and round go the green arrows, the reusable, renewable, recycle symbols. Is it that simple? Memories play in my head, flat-packed and cardboard, nothing compared to the real thing, the new thing. I don’t thinnk I can turn myself inside-out and begin again.
It’s all about the birds. Certain types of plastic don’t get recycled at all in the factories your general waste goes to, but also won’t get recycled from the factories you send your recycling to. Here, the bits of bottles and the caps that
A piece of trash, or so its viewed….thrown out, used, no longer worth having. You pulled it this way, took it that, and then you walked away leaving it to nothing. You call it trash, you put it out of your mind, but is it really trash? Just like every other bit of debri, a heart can be recycled.
Recycling is incredibly easy for some people. Others, it’s like the end of the freaking world. They can’t seem to be able to put something that looks like cardboard into a different trashcan. It’s apparently physically impossible for them. The worst part is that they complain about global warming and how we all need to be more eco friendly and then just sit on their lazy buts drinking Coca Cola and throwing the can inside of the trash.
So this is today’s word. The word that defines our day, or at least this websites day. This word is green. This word is organic and pure, or at east that’s what environmentalists think!
lets recycle.lets save our earth,because we only have one
When I walk, my hair floats. No, it really does. It floats and comes up like a thousand waves pull it. It grows, it straightens, it curls, it braids, but mostly it sprouts little objects at the end of a lock of hair.
i like to recycle because it makes me feel good and happy and full of rainbows and pretty things unlike underwear that’s tight and fun and full of holes and shit and stuff and plus i like clubs at school because this paragraph probably sounds retarded even though i’m not supposed to say it
I love to recycle. At my house, we have a green recycle bin that we keep in the breezeway, between our kitchen/dining room and garage-that-isn’t-really-a-garage. At my old house on Pingree Road, there wasn’t any recycling service.
He threw it into the collection bin. Soon fire would reclaim what had been magnificent. It would melt it down and create something new from its ashes. There were only a few regrets still in his mind. He never wanted to be so callous. As he threw his bike into the pit he thought “I love you dad.”
we hear it, but we don’t know it
use it, but we don’t see it’s effects
we will never make a difference/ yes we can!
change?
we hear it. but we dont know it. green. paper cups. glass bottles. cant help much. change?
i walked over to the recycling bin at the front of my house and opened the lid to throw away a bottle when i saw a note at the bottom. that’s in the wrong recycle bin, i thought. so i leaned in and grabbed it. it wasn’t regular paper either, i think it was parchment, all crumpled up. i uncrumpled it and all of a sudden it incinerated right in my hand. just up into ashes. i’d blinked and kept my eyes shut and as i opened them, a scarlett ribbon was in my hand. there was an inscription on the ribbon in black ink. You’ve seen, and now you’ll die. i blinked at it. the word, die, had sent a chill down my spine and i was shivering. i inhaled and then the world went black
World unity. If every single person recycled, then it would be one thing that would bring the world together as a whole, undivided and with no borders. Safety for the planet. Better living. Existence. Peace.
you can recycle paper and even cars. you can recycle asphalt and even lies. you can recycle skin and even lives. you can recycle me, but not your eyes.
I use to recycle when I lived in Seattle. I would seperate the bottles and cans and papers and all that jazz then forget to take the recyceling out becuase it came every other week. Now I dont recycle becuase it is not redily availalbe for me to do so in NYC. My friend said that if you live in the hood you don’t get to recycle. Truth.
The book was torn on the edges, from corners folded over thousands of times in hundreds of different hands. It no longer smelled of fresh ink and newly printed pages, but instead of a warm ancient softness, yellow sunshine hitting a library shelf, dust motes and decay. The creased cover held the memory of fingertips, the pages promised to divulge a secret that had been repeated and recycled so many times. But to him, it would be a new whispered truth.
As she stood with the old dress in her hands, she sighed at her reflection in the mirror. It wasn’t anything special. An old denim, strapless dress that she’d bought at the boutique on the corner. But what it marked was a new her. A more pretty, perfect, happy her. Recycling the dress, that had so many memories connected to it, memories that dragged her down, was recycling herself.
“remember to recycle all of your old papers.” the teacher chimed as she passed out the results of last weeks quiz. “the schools trying to go green.”
All the students just nodded and one proceeded to throw his old paper in the garbage just to spite the teacher causing him to stay after class and miss lunch.
Recycle is a word people tell us to do every day. We should just focus on recycling cans and bottles instead of the things we say. Like gossip, how every girl talks behind eachothers back, and how the word “secret” means nothing anymore because everyone will repeat it.
Reduce Reuse Recycle. People often say this word to help create a cleaner earth. Recycling is greatly enocouraged and can be done a number of ways.
Reusing material, to prevent overload of our landfills
it is something that people thave been encouraging to help stop global warming. it is the renewing of old things or reusing of old things in order to cut production of these products.
recycling is good. it’s green and helps the planet. there are fun ways to recycle like arts and crafts that reuse otherwise wasted materials. Recycling can be a way to give things a second life. We need to recycle as much as we can as earth runs out of resources. recycling is a solution to a big problem.
When you recycle you change the world around you. You make the future better and brighter for generations to come. To recycle is more than just proper disposal, it’s making the people of the future thank you for what you’ve done in the present.
he dumped fish, food, fries, everything in the wrong can, to be recycled, and in his boring life that was the small, essential act of rebellion that subconciously kept him going all those years
Recycling is something I don’t do often enough. Actually that’s a load of crap. I’m supposed to do it every day but I don’t because I’m lazy and in the grand scheme of things I really don’t see how me tearing up the cereal box and folding it flat into the bin is going to help. Seriously.
recycle, recycle, recycle !
before it is too late
we can fix the issue before
the lorax is right about our fate
plants, nature, life, green, air, fresh, happiness, smile, future,
over and over and over again. I feel like you are the only thing I recycle. This love. for you it’s steady, but for me, you are the space between heart beats. you are the thing that stands there and reminds me I have value. you are the one that says “you’re beautiful” more than any other soul. and for that, what do I do? I repay you by sending you back into the cycle of recyleing your heart, your love, my emotions, my needs. ready for another round?
I go over the same routines, recycling the same emotions and excuses. First, the emptiness and hollow feeling of failure. Swifly after swoops in hope, rejuvenation, enery – I plan industriously. Next procrastination slopes in, half-apologetic, half-defensive: it’s different this time, there really is a reason. Then despair, fear – it will not be done. I’m back to failure.
Amongst the clink of green bottles and stashes of mouldering newspapers there is another, older and better, treasure hider. It’s time to drag it out from hibernation, to ring the bell and adjust the saddle. It’s time to get it back out on the road, squeaky brakes and all.
we have to recycle, it’s an small thing that we can do easely. We have to do something. We have to do more than just recycling. The society have all the power.
Recycle. What do we think of when you hear recycle. I think of the Earth, I think of something we should all do more of, but don’t. Some places seem to push it, some people don’t really care about recycling. I think we should have some sort of awareness project about what the good of recycling really does. Otherwise no one will care, no one. I would care a lot more about recycling if there was something that pushed me towards it. Humans do things for one of two reasons. 1. To gain a reward or 2. To avoid a consequence. If the only reward of recycling is “the Earth will be healthier” or “it’s better for the world” no one can take that seriously, it just isn’t specific enough. I think if the head of recycling team whatever whatever that is getting all these funds and blah blah blah (if there is such a thing, which there very well may not be, but I am just assuming) should use their power to put a specific reward or consequence out there.
I don’t understand why I keep getting recycle. This site would actually being kind of fun if it didn’t have one stupid word. Recycle. Is that all you care about, recycling? The act of recycling is boring. But it helps the environment.
I enjoy the process of recycling. Can you recycle glass? I asked my friend that a few days ago. She said you could, but I still have doubts about recycling glass. I thought that’s why they stopped making glass bottles for coca cola.
recycling is pretty good and i think it would be lovely if we all did it..Most people don’t bother to recycle because they are lazy and probably don’t have time, this should change, please recycle.
I wish more people recycled. Even I’m guilty of being just too lazy sometimes, but honestly, it’s the difference between the blue can and the green can. If it’s going to save our planet, isn’t it worth it to throw the can, bottle, cardboard box in the right bin?
Recycling is good for our environment. It helps because instead of using new materials again and again, we can take what we didn’t use or didn’t completely use up the first time around and use it again. Which sounds like a pretty good idea to me.
It was a recycled thought. Again and again it popped up into his mind. He couldn’t stop it. Again and again it played in his mind just behind reality. As if there was a film before his eyes and if he drew aside the curtain he would find that the memory was all there ever was.
Round and round go the green arrows, the reusable, renewable, recycle symbols. Is it that simple? Memories play in my head, flat-packed and cardboard, nothing compared to the real thing, the new thing. I don’t thinnk I can turn myself inside-out and begin again.