Well, nobody made me cry.  No one makes me do anything.

In celebration of Dr. Seuss’ b-day, we read and watched the Lorax today at preschool.   I haven’t seen or read The Lorax in a long time, so it was a treat.  And while we watched the video, I found myself getting all choked up.

Now, I love the earth jsut as much as the next person, but I am by no means a greenie green tree hugger or anything.  I try to limit my waste, my consumerism and I recycle, but I don’t consider myself an environmentalist.  I do small things to help the earth, and I hope they add up.

I think what got me the most about watching the Lorax, was that these beautiful, living things were torn down to be replaced with something dismal and empty.  The truffula trees are so gorgeous, and then they just come down and go away because of the once-lor’s love of money.  It just tugged me when the Lorax has to send the animals away because they can’t live in their own environment anymore, and he isn’t sure if they will survive.

Happy, joyous, life forced away, ripped from their homes and destroyed.  For no happy end.  Even the once-lor is alone and sorrowful in the end.  His quest for more, in the end, gave him less.

Hmmm….

Perhaps it is this displacement that upsets the environmentalists so.  Perhaps the Lorax is pullng me that way.