Animals are very high on my list of things to do with kids, and activities for kids to do with animals are almost endless. Some of the very best things to do with kids include education about nature and animals and if they are passionate about something, support them.
Recently, I visited The Great Australian Bight in South Australia and the reason I did, and the reason I did when I did, is because I wanted to be there when the Sea Shepherd – Steve Irwin ship arrived there.
I had posted my blog Gift of the GAB not long before and I had become quite passionate about the topic and I wanted to see the whales and the whale nursery for myself while it was populated with Southern Right Whale mothers and their calf’s. It worked out great that Sea Shepherd would be there at the same time as the whales.
Sea Shepherd is a non-profit, marine conservation organization and have been called eco-terrorists by some, such as the Japanese government, as a result of Sea Shepherd opposing the Japanese whaling ships.
I would like to look at the word ‘terrorism’ for just a moment. It is the unofficial or unauthorized use of violence and intimidation in pursuit of aims. I would like to beg the question ‘why the injustices against which they (Sea Shepherd) stand IS authorized’? Is it because the horror is not inflicted upon humans? If you are small thinking enough to believe that is so. Who will speak for those who cannot speak for themselves? Isn’t this our responsibility as humans?
If we consider ourselves the keepers of the planet, as humans, then with that position comes responsibility. But, it seems we are using our position for power. Power to use and abuse everything else on the planet for our own sake – short term that is, but ultimately proving ourselves to be a species stupid enough to destroy our very source of life, isn’t that more a disease than a species? How weak we are and stupid for squandering the beauty and abundance of our planet, and to our own detriment.
I stood and watched a baby whale frolic right in front of me, at the natural whale nursery at the Head of The Bight, and I felt both deeply sad and highly protective. That baby whale does not know of the risk that his whole species faces at the greed of a very small few humans, he cannot know. And there he was playfully enjoying what is his birthright and his only source of life – the sea.
He, nor his mother, would understand the stupidity of such risk to all that live in the sea for nothing more than little pieces of paper – that we also cut life giving trees down to print on – what we call money.
I decided right there, at The Bight watching my playful baby whale, that if that baby whale cannot speak for himself, it is my responsibility to speak for him. I went to tea the following night with the crew from the Sea Shepherd ship and I am so grateful to them for standing up for my baby whale and protecting us humans from ourselves and our own stupidity. For me there is no argument here. Some things MUST be held sacred and preserved. Money is off the table in these area’s – irrelevant!
I say ‘NO’ to drilling oil in The Great Australian Bight!
“When the last tree is cut down, the last fish eaten and the last stream poisoned, you will realize that you cannot eat money.”
My baby whale needs a name, do you have any ideas?
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