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| Plastic bag festival nets bundle for recycling |
| Magazine Articles - Family & Education |
| Wednesday, 30 May 2007 06:16 |
Michelle Verges struggled to contain the plastic grocery bags spilling out of her closet in her South Bend, Ind., home. "I opened the cabinet. I laid each plastic bag on the floor in a stack. There were 71 bags and the pile nearly reached my waist! I was shocked. Something has to be done," Verges wrote in an essay she read last year on WVPE-FM, the local public radio station.
Statistics students Mary Oakes (left) and Maria Alejandra Cuartes tally plastic bags at South Bend’s Bagfest. (Photo: Michelle Verges)
Time to recycle, but she quickly learned that no state or local agency provided the service, said Verges, a psychology professor at Indiana University-South Bend. Frustrated, she began to imagine an event highlighting the economic and environmental impact of these everyday objects, where people would contribute their plastic bags for the cause. The idea was unusual enough to get people’s attention among her university colleagues and friends, but support was needed.
Some plastic bags escape the trash and get snared on trees. (© iStock.com)
The big draw was Elizabeth Royte, author of the book Garbage Land: On the Secret Trail of Trash, who gave the keynote address. She described the yearlong journey she took with her trash, from the curb into the vast waste stream that stretched across states and even oceans. Although, she encourages recycling, current efforts "are not keeping up with our population or consumption," Royte said. After reducing, reusing and recycling, the fourth "r" ought to be redesigning, making goods that are meant to be reused over and over again, not just discarded. One thing consumers can do is "think about what kind of waste the item is going to make before you buy it."
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Marianne Peters is a freelance writer and editor living in Plymouth, Ind. She has a Web site: www.wordsmithwritingservice.com And Weblog: http://hoosierwordsmith.typepad.com
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