THE CYCLE OF RECYCLE
A little cereal box, Boxy, is sitting in the middle of the street, crying.
Two cardboard boxes are
passing by, they stop and one of them ask:
: My friend, what’s happening, why are you crying?
: I’m so sad! I’m useless
: You? Useless?...
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THE CYCLE OF RECYCLE
A little cereal box, Boxy, is sitting in the middle of the street, crying.
Two cardboard boxes are
passing by, they stop and one of them ask:
: My friend, what’s happening, why are you crying?
: I’m so sad! I’m useless
: You? Useless? That’s not true, you silly!
: That boy there, he threw me away because he doesn’t need me anymore! (and cries louder and
louder)
: Come with me, I’ll show you something
While they’re walking, the meet Professor Newspaper
: Hello boys? How are you?
: Good morning Professor, I’m here with my friend Boxy.
She is very sad, she says she’s
useless.
: This is ignorance! (stomping his feet on the ground angrily)
: It’s better if I go away! (turns around ready to go)
: No no no, stop! I understand now… tell me, where did they throw you?
: In the middle of the street!! (still crying loudly)
: This is ignorance!!
: Professor! You scare her!!
: Turn around…do you see this? This means people cannot throw you everywhere.
They must
put you in a
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