In the spring in Canada, people line up to buy herbicides. Canadians hate weeds like they love hockey and politeness.
But herbicides are dangerous. For 23 years it has been a war with every Canadian who uses herbicides. I was born with Epilepsy and herbicides are what have come close to killing me. Herbicides are what cause my Epileptic Seizures to attack. All of you who use herbicides have made every spring a living nightmare for me. A living nightmare all over a green natural harmless little weed.
Herbicides set to the side. What is it about natural weeds that drives you insane? Is it because they are natural? Is it because they are colorful? Is it because they are food to other mammals? Is it because they can heal illnesses? Or maybe even because it is a part of our Earth?
It just does not make sense to me, all I can do is shake my head. All of you who use herbicides act as if it is a gift from God. You kill a natural weed with herbicide, you kill humans. People who use herbicides have a big role in making others have horrible illnesses. Everytime you spray herbicides, you are hurting others.
I will pretend as if I am a harmless little weed growing in your garden;
You wake up, jump out of bed, and grab a cup of coffee. You just planted your garden last night and you want to go outside and see if you did a good job. You put your house coat on, slip a pair of sandals on and start heading outside.
(Me) I have popped out of the earth and I am warming in the sun. The wind is blowing me around, but I just laugh and think of it as dancing. I am not hurting anything, I am not killing anything, I am just a little weed.
Your eyes spot me, and you run for your herbicide. You have your herbicide placed in your hands and you can't wait, you start spraying. While you don't have a mask on, you only have sandals covering your feet, but you don't care as long as the weed dies.
(Me) I start smelling herbicides, and I start feeling scared. My nerves are starting to shake, an Epileptic Seizure has started. I start going into a Grand Mal Seizure, and I can't get out of it.
You just keep spraying herbicide.
(Me) The Epileptic Seizure is extremely strong. My stem starts shrivelling up, I can't get air, my heart stops, and I hit the dirt.
As you see you have accomplished your project, the harmless little weed is gone. The herbicide worked so fast you have to tell your friends about it.
(Me) Dead. (That's my future, all because you can't stand a natural harmless weed)
Herbicides are killing us, and you can't even see it. So why don't we just start drinking herbicides if it is so safe?
Born and raised in Manitoba, Canada and now residing in Calgary, Alberta. McIntosh recently found her ancestry. Her goal is to pursue a future with writing and hopes to open some closed eyes and minds.