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OK, time to bring out the greenie in you

Starting next week, remember to bring your own bag when shopping on the designated Wednesdays.

Aiyoh, surely we can do better than that! What about bringing our own bags as often as possible, whenever we go shopping, all the time, etc?

I was rather amused by this comment from the news report:
'Well I guess you would have to remember to bring it all the time. That's one. And I wonder how big it is as it may be a bit inconvenient if you bring it along with you all the time, especially if you're on a bus or on a MRT.'

This person makes it sound like it's so difficult to bring your own bag. A bit of shopping planning will not do us harm, and, instead, will prevent us from further harming the environment. Either just bring your big bag on Wednesdays or don't go to the supermarket on Wednesdays, lah!

Let me quote this bit from LKY's From Third World to First, also on the environmental theme:
(it was about planting 'millions of trees, palms and shrubs'):
'Perseverance and stamina were needed to fight old habits: people walked over plants, trampled on grass, despoiled flowerbeds, pilfered saplings or parked bicycles or motorcycles against the larger ones, knocking them down... A doctor was caught removing from a central road divider a newly planted valuable Norfolk Island pine which he fancied for his garden. To overcome the initial indifference of the public, we educated their children in schools by getting them to plant trees, care for them and grow gardens. They brought the message home to their parents.'

Perhaps we need to get children to bring the message home once again. (btw, I like that part about the doctor helping himself to the public plant)

Or perhaps people could invest in some cool shopping bags, so they would be more motivated to bring them along when they hit the shops. Remember, people in other countries have been doing this for YEARS.
I quite like this cheery Marc Jacobs bag. Do feel free to get me one to hold my shopping. From here! Apparently, it has 'adjustable side buckles that change the size of the bag from smaller to larger' so it will be useful to those who are worried about lugging a big bag around on the right days.

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