manK I N D

A creation, oil paint on canvas 50 x 70 cm. And a Six Sentence Story.
(why not…less traffic at your Reader!)

mankind…

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{Denise gracefully hosts Six Sentence Stories, where writers unleash their magic under one simple rule: in no more or no less than 6 sentences.
This week’s prompt word is : CLUB }

Mankind…are we really ?

I would prefer to have known instead of Enhanced Interrogation Techniques , the body of research that shows the helpful medical use of cannabinoids (like THC and CBD and 100 more) to epilepsy, multiple sclerosis, chronic pain…guess of what I became aware first.

I would prefer to have known instead of the systematic deforestation, Jadav Payeng; a simple man born in 1963 at a small island in Brahmaputra river of India – since 1980, to battle the vast corrosion of his island’s soil, he started planting trees…thousands of them…by himself…and after 40 years he has created a forest and an ecosystem 5,500,000 square meters big (or 770 football fields)…by himself…guess of what I became aware first.

I would prefer to have known instead of clubbing to death baby seals, Aleksander Doba; most people to celebrate their 70th birthday go on a cruise in the Atlantic Ocean…so did Aleksander, only with a smaller boat…he crossed the Atlantic Ocean, by himself, rowing in a 7 meters cayak…September 2017, 110 days, 8,109 km, from New Jersey USA to the coast of France, for the 3rd time…first time at 2010 from Africa to Brazil in 99 days, 5,500km, 64 years old…October 2013, from Lisbon Portugal to Florida USA, 167 days, 12,437 km…he has spent more than a year in the ocean by himself…guess of what I became aware first.

I would prefer to have known instead of subprime mortgages and synthetic collateralized debt obligations, Dashrath Manjhi; in 1956 his wife died at their small village in India after an accident because the doctor from a nearby village had to go around a mountain for 55 km to reach them…Dashrath vowed that he would not let that happen to anyone else…so, he started hammering the mountain...by himself… he was the crazy man of the village as from 1960 to 1982 he measured himself, his resolve, his love against a mountain…nobody was laughing when he opened a road through the mountain 110 m long, 9 m wide, 8 m deep…the distance to the nearby village with the doctor was now 15km… by himself…guess of what I became aware first.

I would prefer to have known earlier in my life that the impossible is possible; nevertheless, it is not a small gift to give to the young ones in our life…who knows, they may grow up to be one day manKind.

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BY THE COMPANY OF WARRIORS I KEEP

Spira / Nick © October 2022

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