Friendship beetween two bottles

A plastic bottle and a glass bottle were friends. When they were thrown into the trash,they were divided. They were really sad and they thought they'll never be able to meet again. The plastic bottle was trasformed into a jacket and the glass bottle became a small statue of a turtle as a decoration. After a few months they unespectedly met again in the house of a family that bought them both. They told each other their journey and they continued to see each other every day in the hall.

-Bauce J.

A doll to throw away

Hi I am Jenny the doll. I was very beatiful and I was very well dressed. My mistress was little Johanna and we played every day. Now I am on a sidewalk and I am not dressed and I haven't an eye, because when my mistress grew up she gave me away to another boy but he played with me only one day. Later he ripped my clothes and left me on the road.

-Dalle Molle S.

A strange computer

One day I was wandering in a landfill. I went there with my parents because we had to trash some grass we had cut the day before. There were a lot of different types of rubbish: from beds to clothes, and it came strange to me thinking that each object had a different story, but one in paticular shone into my eyes. It was an old computer with a cathode tube monitor, I don’t know why, but in some ways I knew the story of that pc. It was the computer of one of the greatest hackers in the history, “Solo”, aka Gary Mckinnon.

He had started his “job” when he was he was fourteen, and even in that early age, he was able to enter in networks considered inaccessibible. His objective has always been to prove the existence of the UFOs. In his career, in fact, he had blown up over 97 networks of the United States Army with that computer. He left in every database a sign and a phrase “Your security is -Not good- “(it’s censored), for kidding the government. In 2002 he was arrested, his last words were “My Job is done”, he has understood that America has no secrets for him anymore.

-Petrin S.

A Teddy Bear

Today I went to walk,I saw a teddy bear,it was old and filthy; near the side of the road. Then I thought about who minght have missed it. Meanwhile, a white car stopped, from it a man dressed in black came out. He looked a bit around and then went to pick up the teddy bear: it was his plush childhood.

-De Franceschi L.

The story of a glass

Time ago I was a glass, but my owner broke me and my friends into pieces . He threw us into the glass bin and then we went to the recycling factory, they divided us in two different paths but at the melting furnace we met again and we became a glass figurine. Now we live in a bigvery luxurious apartment with other precious staff.

-Grotto A.

The Story of a Plastic Bottle

A plastic bottle was thrown in a trash bin because it was broken. The bottle arrived in the recycling department, there it was reclycled and transformed in a sweatshirt. It was sold to a shop, in this shop the same person who had thrown away the the bottle bought the sweatshirt which was made of the same plastic of the bottle. Recycling of plastic is good for the enviroment and for the economy, because from waste they can produce sweatshirts, garden furniture and many other things.

-Kraljic D.

Story of Rubbish

Hello, I’am a cloth doll.Today I’am telling you my story.One Day my mistress Alice lost me in a street of Trissino and I was never found. I will miss her and you all. Many greetings from a cloth doll in a dump.

-La Porta M.

Plastic fish

There was a very naive and ignorant person who dropped a plastic bag into a river and after some days the bag arrived into the sea. Here a tropical fish ate the plastic bag and shortly died.

-Tovo J.

A precious notebook

Today I found a notebook on the floor, it was pink with many hearts. I think it belonged to a girl of elementary school. She must have bought it just at the beginning of the school year and then, when she had finished the pages, she had thrown it away. That little girl was very good at drawing and that notebook was a proof. I think she did wrong to throw it away because that notebook could be a souvenir rather than a waste.

-Ceron M.

The story of a Branch

One day i was in the forest and i was standing near a little river , suddenly i heard the sound of a chainsaw and the earth started shaking.A big camion stopped besude me and the men who were cutting the tree started cutting down my tree,after that i could'nt see anything and i was dumped in the river. After 30 minutes i arrieved in a big factory with my friends.The machines started cutting the branches of the tree. Now ofter years i'm a bedroom and it's carring a lot of books . The trees is now a book-shelf,but i think that it's going to be dumped and replaced by a metal book-shelf.

-Zilio A.

A Jumper from a Can

Hi I'm a blue jumper. Before I was converted to a jumper I was a pet bottle. I was containing Coca-Cola©. I was exported here in Italy from USA. The guy who bought me in the supermarket is fat, infact he drunk me in only one day. The day after he drunk the Coca-Cola©, he thrown me into the rubbish spot. A month later I was converted into a blue jumper and the guy who bought me was the same fat guy that had bought me when I was a can.

-Zalenschi C.

E-Waste in Africa

Over 40 million tonnes of electric and electronic waste (also known as e-waste) are produced worldwide every year. That is boundless heaps of refrigerators, computers, television sets, ovens, telephones, air conditioning units, lamps, toasters and other electric and electronic devices, with a total weight equal to seven times that of the Great Pyramid of Giza. The greatest producers of e-waste per person are the United States and the European Union, while developing countries, such as China, are producing an ever-increasing amount.

Only a small part of this waste about 15.5% in 2014 is recycled with methods that are efficient and environmentally safe. The West African country of Ghana, currently undergoing intense economic growth, is an important centre for receiving, re-using, recovering and disposing of electronic waste. Accra, the capital, hosts a thriving second-hand market, a sprawling network of repair shops, and a range of activities which attempt to tap into the full potential of e-waste. And yet, it is also the location of an enormous and heavily polluted electronic waste dumpsite.

-Atta A.

2C2's Stories

"Even waste has got a soul..."

A happy bottle

Hi, my name is Bob ,I am a glass bottle.l live in landfills ,my best friend is a plastic bottle.My old owner lived in London,he drank my water and put me in the rubbish, I went to a landfill inside a green vehicle. Now I am very happy and I have many friends.
Bye Bye

-Nicola P.

Creative recycling

Hi, I'm a pallet wood. I held above me 15 tons of firewood. When my owner finished the wood I was alone, but they didn't throw me in a dump. They painted me, colored me and they put on me a nice tablecloth with a base of red roses. Now I am a nice little table in the livingroom of my owners. I'm very happy.

-Lidia G.

The story of the piece of paper.

Before I being transformed into a piece of paper, I was a majestic oak tree in the forest, but as everyone knows, the plants are precessed into paper. Fortunately I was bought by a painter, who painted beautiful drawings on me, but while he was painting I didnt’t feel very well, but I liked it, because at least once in my life I felt useful for someone.

-Sofia E.

The story of a water bottle

Hello everyone, I’m a water bottle and now I will tell you my story. When I was born I was a beatiful plastic bottle of water and I had many siblings. We got divided in the truck that brought us in different new houses, the supermarkets. There somebody bought me as if I were an object! We made a long journey and we arrived at a beach, there Mark ( the person who had bought me) drank my water and threw me away into the sea!!!! (Me right now)

-Giada E.

Headway digital

Hi, I'm "Headway Digital", I'm an English book for high School. The students use me to study and to do their homework. My owner is Marco and yesterday morning he tore some pages. I don't know why he did that, but it was terrible. I want another owner!

-Isacco F.

A sad story

I am a can, I live in a supermarket. John bought me, he drank all of my beer and then he left me in a street. John is a criminal!

-Jacopo A.

A New life

This bottle lived first in a supermarket, and then in a house. She lived in this house for some days, then she was thrown because the bottle had finished her work for the family. But, she met many bottles, because her family used to recycle. After that, all the bottles were brought to a factory, and here they were transformed. Our bottle now is ready to start a new life in a new family.

-Linda R.

A forgotten bottle

I'm a glass bottle. One day, a man who had problems with alcohol threw me away in a river from a bridge. Now I'm on the bottom of the river and I think I'll stay there for a lot of years.

-Marco Z.

The story of Pit

Hi, my name is Pit and I am an old computer. Until a few days ago, I lived in a tip, when a little boy took me and he hands me to his house. A little boy, Tommy, with his parents made me re operation. Now I feel much more useful because Tommy uses me steadily. At this time I feel more important not only for my utility but also as an object. Now I am very happy. Bye bye Pit.

-Andrea L.

A doll's story

I'm alice and I am a doll. My dress is pink with a white flowers. My little owner was giada and she had 5 years old when her parents have given me to her. When she saw me she was happy. We played with doll's house and at " The doctor". But when she had 10 years old she forgot  me and i went in a landfills.

-Camilla P.

An old-fashioned radio

Hello, I'm a radio,my dream is play music in the gym... but I play a boring music for an old man. It isn't fantastic but, I like to see this man smile ; for this I play boring music all day.

-Giacomo Vittorio G.

I was born from a tree

Before I was trasformed into a piece of paper I was a tree and I lived in the forest. A man cut me and he brought me into a factory, they trasformed me in a piece of paper. Now I am very sad because I 'm alone and I haven't got any friends.

-Francesca T.

Plastic danger

I’m a plastic bottle , when I was full of water I was at the supermarket ,then someone bought me and drank all the water. After that the person let me on the ground and the wind brought me into a park. Nearby there was a child who kicked the bottle and I fell into a stream. The water brought me to a cultivated field and I stayed there for 2 months. In this time I contaminated the water and the soil. One day a farmer saw me, he picked up me and dropped me into the basket.

-Eric T.

From bottle to blanket

Hi, I'm a plastic bottle. I contained orange juice, but now they don't use me any more and they put me in the dump along with my similar. Through the processes they turned me in a warm and cuddly quilt and I ended up on the bed of a pretty little girl.

-Isabella G.

A lonely bottle

I'm a plastic bottle. I saw total black and I was inside something. A guy pulled me out from his rucksack, he opened me and drank all the water inside me. I felt so bad and sad. The boy threw me on the floor and I stayed in the middle of the wilderness for long long time.

-Claudia L.

Cricchetto

This is the story of Cricchetto. Cricchetto was a car body of an old FIAT car and at that time was the best car in circulations. In those years it was a great innovation in automotive matters. But when he was out of fashion they throw him away as waste. Now Cricchetto was intended a stay in disuse for a long time. One day he was collected by a company for recycling. After a series of processes he was used to build a Ferrari. Finally Cricchetto was back to race in the streets.

-Davide S.

A happy can

Hello, I am a Coke can. Until a week ago I lived in a supermarket, and I was very sad because no one wanted to buy me. One day a person very thirsty decided to buy me and that was the happiest day of my life. Now I find myself in a basket and I'm waiting to be recycled.

-Nicolò M.

A sea of waste

Hi I am a bottle. I was thrown into the sea about 2 years ago. By the time I travelled a lot and saw many waste thrown into the sea and this is very bad. I talk to all the people who will read this story: do not put the waste to places you may get worse with your action.

-Francesco D.T.

A dream come true

Hello, I'm a can. An old can. My dream is singing for people, but my only destiny till now was lying on the ground of a very old forest. One day, a kind man, took me from that place and made me an ecology dump. Now my dream has come true and I play for very important people from all the world.

-Giada B.

I just wanted to play

Sunday, 25th September

Finally I came to this huge store, it looked very nice, I hope not to stay there for long because I want to find a new friend to play with!

Tuesday, 27th September

It's been two days, but still noyhing, people come and go but no one bought me, they say that I cost too much!

Wednesday, 28th September

Finally a woman has decided to buy me! She seems very stressed, but it doesn't matter. I'm very happy to go to my new home. Finally I can have some new friends!

Thursday, 29th September

I don't like this child, he looks very bad. When he saw me he started crying. There are many new toys here... he put me in a box ...it is very dark here, but maybe tomorrow we will play.

Tuesday, 6th October

Finally he took me and other toys and put us on the bed, maybe finally he wants to play... I don't understand why he has put us in a box, maybe he wants to take us to some of his friends... now we are in a car, I can't wait to arrive! He's putting us in a big box. I'm very confused...I don't like this place, it stinks and it is very dark. I hope he will come back to take me!

Wednesday, 7th October

I woke up in a very dirty place, It seems we are moving, there are so many objects here. Who knows where we are going. They threw us here, it is a huge place with a lot of rubbish, I am so frightened..

Thursday, 8h October

I just wanted to play and now I am here and probably I'll die.

-Milica M.

Credits

Progetto creato dagli studenti della 2D1:

-Petrin Samuele
-Grotto Andrea
-Dalle Molle Sebastiano
-Tovo Jacopo

Con l'idea e la collaborazione della professoressa:

-Laura Filotto