Last Child in the Woods
By Nathan Vink UCF Forum columnist I have vivid memories from my childhood of traipsing through the woods near our house
Politics can destroy the story, or our story can transcend politics.
For decades, our culture has struggled with two addictions, to oil and to despair. It's pretty clear by now that we can't kick one of those habits without kicking the other.
The greatest gift we can give is the gift of time. What better way to grow closer to a child, spouse, friend or potential friend, than to leave behind the jarring pressures and electronic static of everyday life, and simply go for a walk in the woods together?
Nature time can bring us back to our senses. But unplugging the power strip doesn't always come naturally, even for those of us who, by nature, love nature. It requires a conscious act and a change of scenery.
Even if children are faced with a curriculum that demotes climate change to a scientific controversy, they will still act as-if because it's their native culture. It's built in to their screen time: the code for bad-guys is someone who smokes or doesn't recycle.