I remember my father teaching me about a drainage room in our basement and to alert him immediately if the water level in the room was significantly higher than normal. At first the thought of water rising in the basement scared me, but over time the fear faded. However, one day when I was in elementary school Hurricane Sandy came and changed everything.
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.
I saw my Aunt and Uncle’s beach house and the neighborhood I grew up visiting every summer underwater during Hurricane Sandy.
Moving here to Staten Island was a big change of scenery. Considering Queens being such a jammed up place…
During my time in Staten Island, I have experienced the devastating outcomes of climate change. From Hurricane Sandy (2012) which destroyed many…
My grandmother was born in Sicily back in the 1940s, she immigrated to the United States when she was eight…
limate change worries me because it just feels like the world is coming to an end slowly. Especially with the glaciers melting rapidly and the ocean…
My climate story takes its place in the New York. New York City to has always been an attractive place for tourists and visitors. The bustling busy…
Around 7-10 years ago, I remember the winters significantly colder than in recent years. In the past 4-5 years…
I always loved snow more than anything. The cold and the silence of snow makes…