A moment that changed me: my grandpa risks his life to litter pick – and he taught me a profound lesson
I thought I knew what it was to be a good citizen. But after seeing him scramble up a ditch, beaming with pride at his
I thought I knew what it was to be a good citizen. But after seeing him scramble up a ditch, beaming with pride at his rubbish-filled bag, I realised what it actually involves I’ve always thought of myself as a good person: a good citizen and a good member of my community – at least in the ethical sense of the word.
I presumed being good required refraining from harming the world and the people within it. An example of this being that I never litter. However,
when I moved home to Staffordshire after graduating in the summer of 2025, my understanding of what it means to be a good citizen –
what it means to be “good” altogether – changed significantly. Continue reading...
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