Posted by: Dennie | October 15, 2013

My Little Contribution to History.

They say there’s a first time for everything and this is my first Weekly Writing Challenge.

October 4, 2013 was a day that will go down in history.  And I was part of it.

“There is an I in history.”  As an animal advocate, I frequently  think  I’m not doing enough to help those who can’t help themselves. My voice is too small.  I can’t reach the masses. But some of my blog posts have provided that voice to hopefully spread some awareness and possibly make some small difference. This challenge encouraged me  to reiterate my posts of October 3rd and 5th and spread even more awareness.

I was a part of history on October 4.

Elephants are slaughtered for their ivory at an alarming rate.  The killing is insidious and widespread. An elephant dies every 15 minutes and if it continues at this rate, they will be eradicated from the wild by the year 2025.

History is repeating itself. From 1977 to 1997, the  African elephant population was reduced by more than half, resulting in a 1990  ban on international ivory sales. Although the sanction was implemented, killing continued, as revealed in this article, and after seven short years a partial lift on trade was established.  And now the decline in elephant populations is once again reaching epic proportions.

Elephants have always fascinated me. Their gentle nature belies their immense size. They are peaceful,  highly intelligent, familial creatures with no natural predators. Except bad humans.

So when the good humans wanted to raise global awareness regarding the injustice to these animals in the form of an International March, I wanted to do my small part to help.

On Friday, October 4, my husband and I participated in the New York City  International March to Save the Elephants.

Walking with a crowd of six hundred plus men, women and children, sharing a passion for pachyderms,  uniting  with hundreds of others across the globe  concerned about the future of elephants, was an emotional experience for me. Like those great giants that move across the plains, we moved in one large mass across the city. Traffic stopped as we crossed block after block. Bystanders took pictures. Some cheered. Others asked questions. We handed out informational flyers. We marched peacefully and with love.

Like the elephants.

“There is an I in history.” And I was proud to be part of it that day.



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