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The Children are the Guardians of the World
Los Niños son los Dueños de la Tierra

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Music… Francine Jarry
Lyrics… Jeane Denny & Francine Jarry 

"The children are the future"
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Children will lead us out of our mess.

by Susan Christian Goulding

     To me, it was a fascinating nugget of information. To my teenaged daughter, it was her future.

     I had just met with a cadre of UCI climate change experts for a writing project. “They explained that polar ice develops slowly, but falls apart quickly...” I recounted.

     A stricken expression crossed Erin's face. This fascinating fact weighed in as one too many.

     “God,” she grimaced. “What’s going to happen to us?”

     Suddenly, I felt callous, cavalier and, mostly, sad.

     “Oh, honey,” I tried to console her. “Your generation will figure out a solution.”

     Americans have Father’s Day, Mother’s Day and--though few could put a date on it--Grandparents Day.

     I propose that we add a Children of 2008 Day--earmarked not so much to remind ourselves how grateful we are FOR them, but how grateful we are TO them.

     Every generation benefits from the achievements produced by those who came before. And every generation must rectify the mistakes of its predecessors.

     But today’s children, whether in utero or in college, surely shoulder the heaviest manmade challenges in the history of manmade challenges.

     So I would like to say “thank you” in advance--because I might not be around to witness our progenies’ brilliant antidote to us.

     Thank you for mopping up the pollution we grownups have spewed into the oceans and skies. I’m confident that you will invent wonderful technology to save the planet. Our leaders seem in no rush to mandate urgent changes, but yours will have no choice.

     Thank you for looking beyond oil and turning alternative fuels into standard fuels. Thank you for demanding clean cars and efficient public transportation.

     Thank you for digging into your pockets to install solar panels. My husband and I talk about it, but then our dishwasher breaks down or our gas-guzzling car needs a transmission and, well, there goes our family budget.

     Thank you for cutting back on beef consumption and for planting vegetable gardens. Thank you for drinking coffee from mugs instead of foam cups and water from thermoses instead of plastic bottles. Thank you for building smaller homes and communing in condo complexes and consolidating and minimizing and... I don’t know. I’m grasping at straws here.

     Just thank you for all those inconveniences you will tolerate due to all the conveniences we grownups enjoy.

     Thank you for finding creative niches to support yourselves, as traditional jobs get outsourced to “cheap” laborers abroad. You’re an enterprising bunch--you’ll manage.

     Thank you for--somehow, someday--reeling this country out of its enormous deficit. Clearly, we grownups are not hankering to pay our own bills, so you will inherit them.

     Thank you for repairing our crumbling infrastructure and ailing health care system. Those aren’t even near-impossible tasks--they merely require chutzpah. Your chutzpah.

     Thank you for enduring higher taxes than ours. How else will you afford our expenditures? It seems that all we grownups do is complain about writing checks to the government--in a time of war, no less.

     Speaking of the war... Thank you for fighting it, 18- to 20-year-olds--whom we grownups consider too immature to purchase alcohol, yet savvy enough to carry M-16s and make instantaneous life-and-death decisions.

     Thank you, 17-and-under-year-olds, for finishing whatever still needs to be done in Iraq--be it stay or leave or something in between. Even if--like most of us grownups--you never set foot there, you all will pay for this war in a thousand different ways.

     The human imagination is boundless, dear Children of 2008. You will survive and thrive. No thanks to us grownups.


Susan Christian Goulding is an award-winning writer and freelance journalist based in Southern California.

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