What will be tomorrow ...

In a beautiful autumn day , I decided to go with my parents to the forest ! On the way to the forest I noticed a man who seems to throw different waste water from the edge of the village . That man sure data does not see why he was doing. I had the courage to ask him why he does this? why destroy yourself? I do not understand the first of its harm , and on the other side of nature. Arriving in the forest we can see a man who appeared to cut a poor innocent little tree . Not this time we did not dare to ask why cut the tree innocent , tender branches , but I began to put some of my fellow questions sis draw your own conclusions . I wondered in my mind : . Let's make it furniture ? Ii was not enough ... " to cut it to go to the factory where they produce papers ? could not do something like this ......... .. From now on my things were very clear : Il sacrificing the poor little tree to heat the house in winter to come.

 I do not understand why people kill themselves and understand once and for all that throwing waste , cutting trees ii harm the environment in which they live.

My comfort today , tomorrow is my unhappiness .