Deveena’s Story #2
Everything is happening all around, and now it is too late to stop the ruin of our world with climate change.
Deveena’s Story #1
But little did I know, I would come to find out that my entire home state Kerala was flooded, and the flood didn’t only ruin my childhood home, but had also taken the lives of my friends and family friends back home.
Gabrielle’s Story #1
Today was notably filled with emotion and conversation, because of the historic rainfall from Hurricane Ida the night before.
Saskia’s Story
Through “clean” energy developments. See the recording for my full story!
Jennifer’s Story
I am sensing climate change through the increase in extreme weather.
Mya’s Story
From what I researched, aloe is in a grave of danger, and you guessed it: yes, it’s because of climate change.
Hannah’s Story
Some people had to swim out of their second story windows in the middle of night, while others went on rescue missions in the boats they kept in their garages.
Justine’s Story
As subway stations swelled with water and cars floated down the streets, the hustle and bustle of the fast-paced roads quieted to an eerie silence; it felt as if the gray clouds of the regularly scheduled rainy season had come back on their own accord.
Xiye’s Story
It is often towns like my own –the low income, Indigenous, and sidelined areas– that see the brunt of the pollution and the brunt of detrimental climate disasters.
Sophia’s Story
My nostrils burned a little more with each inhale as I realized that there must be a wildfire somewhere close by.
Kimora’s Story
Just knowing that something like this is possible is horrifying.
Nudrat’s Story
Growing up in Karachi, Pakistan, a megacity along the coast of the Arabian Sea, I always had a sense of ways in which nature shapes and molds the everyday texture of human life. […] In recent years, however, these rarer weather events have become alarmingly recurring and exponentially greater in their intensity and the destruction they cause to my city.
Owen’s Story
As Christmas came closer and closer, I waited for the first bit of snow to arrive. I waited and waited, but not one flake of snow fell down from the sky that December.
Evan’s Story
The violent winds lifted me up into the air. It would’ve succeeded if it wasn’t for my dad anchoring me down. “Let go of the umbrella”, he screamed. I watched as my umbrella flew away.
Kaddy’s Story
My relatives … in Chengdu … used to dry their clothes from the outside air, but because of the smog and increasing humidity, they keep the windows closed as often as possible, and leave the clothes to hang indoors.
Sarah’s Story
As the years ticked by, snow has made less and less frequent appearances. Maybe this is just a side effect of childhood nostalgia—the feeling that every weather event, holiday, and outing was just a bit more dramatic and exciting when I was younger—but part of me tells me it isn’t.
Evan & Sydney’s Story
As these problems remain unresolved, the impact will grow exponentially.
Daniella’s Story
Mainly, the sounds of animals have diminished
Evan’s Story
The violent winds lifted me up into the air. It would’ve succeeded if it wasn’t for my dad anchoring me down.
Ikym’s Story
Through my health and home.
Emma’s Story
Holding infant-me, my parents huddled on the kitchen floor in order to avoid the windows. Because of the raging hurricanes in the summer of 2004…
Rachel’s Story
Ohio was home for the first eighteen years of my life. Since leaving it, however, it has become refuge.
Emma’s Story
When I awoke on the morning of September 9, 2020. I was extremely confused. My bedroom was almost completely dark, which was, of course, very unusual…
Ashley’s Story
I have sensed climate change with the air pollution and pollen seasons.
Anna’s Story
In the backyard of my college house in Oshkosh a city on the northeastern side of Wisconsin…
Emma’s Story
Near my college apartment, there is a small nature preserve. Located behind an elementary school…