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Oct. 10/27-10/31

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Nelson called for pro-environment demonstrations around the country. The protests were held on April 22, 1970, the day Nelson called Earth Day. About 20 million peoplea cross the country took part. "The reason Earth Day worked is that is organized itself," said Nelson. "The idea was out there and everybody grabbed it." Congress heard the message. It created the Environmental Protection Agency. Durin the next few years, Congree passed some of the country's most important environmental legislation. These laws included the Clean Water Act, the Clean Air Act, and the Endangered Species Act. Gaylord Nelson left the Senate and politics in 1981, but he did not stop his conservation work. he took a job with the Wilderness Society, an organization that works to protect public wild lands. In 1995, President Bill Clinton gave Nelson the Presidental Medal of Honor for his environmental work. Nelson's Legacy Though Gaylord Nelson died in 2005, Earth Day fortunately lives on. Every year since 1970, people around the world have gathered on April 22 to celebrate the environment. The message of the demonstrations, however, has changed over the years. Earth Day protests now focus on what individuals, communities, and businesses can do to help the environment. As Gaylord Nelson showed, one person can do quite a lot.

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Date: 10/27

The Father of Earth Day

Imagine a world where black clouds of pollution blanketed the sky and river ran orange from toxic waste. What would the world be like if the soil was too poisoned to grow food and bald eagles had been hunted to extinction? That world might exist today, if not for the actions of Senator Gaylord Nelson. A Commitment to Conservation Gaylord Nelson developed an affection for nature growing up in the woods of northern Wisconsin. As an adult, he brought his love of the land to his political career. When he became governor of Wisconsin in 1959, he was devoted to protecting and caring for his stes's natural resources. His outdoor Recreation Acquisition Program preserved thousands of acres of unspoiled land. The program bought private lands and turned them into wildlife habitats and public parks. Nelson also created a Youth Conservation Corps. The Corps taught yound people about the environment while giving them jobs cleaning and caring for the state's natural areas. In 1962 Nelson was elected to the U.S. Senate. He hoped to do for the country what he had done for the state of Wisconsin: protect the environment. He found that a few of his fellow senators shared his concerns. Nelson hoped President John F. Kennedy could generate support for environmental issues. In 1963 the senator helped plan a national conservation tour for the president, but the tour did not create the support for environmental issues that Nelson hope it would. Taking It to the People Senator Nelson decided to find another way to show Congress that it was important to care for the environment. In 1969, after visiting the site of an oil spill, he read about college students protesting against the Vietnam War. Why not plan a protest against pollution? At the time pollution was a big problem. Cars and factories released dangerous chemicals into the air. Industrial sites dumped waste into waterways without any consequences. There were no lwas about clean air or clean water in the 1960s. Nelson wanted Congress to pass such laws, but he needed to show that people supported the legislation. He hoped a nationwide protest would do that.

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Date: 10/27

Monday Part 2 Answer the rest of the questions. You can look back in the passage if you need to!

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Mr. Jenson started the interview. "What brought you folks to California?" he asked, opening his notebook. "Work," Mr. Carter said. He explained that they had owned a farm in Oklahoma, but lost it when costs rose. "Upkeep cost an arm and a leg, and the drought killed out chances of a good crop." "Do you miss home?" Nancy blurted. She looked down, emabarrassed, because she knew better than to interrupt, but her father gave her an encouraging smile. "There's nothing to miss," Mrs. Carter said, shruggin. "The only thing we have left in this world is each other." Nancy was bursting with questions, and the Carters answered them all. She realized that her family wasn't that much different from the Carters. When times were tough, families had to support one another. After the interview, Nancy's father helped her set up the camera so she could take a few photos. Mr. Carter nodded at her and said, "You've got a good little reporter there." Mr. Jenson grinned and ruffled Nancy's hair. "I taught her everything she knows," he said. "She's a chip off the old block."

Tuesday Date: 10/28

Nancy's First Interview

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Nancy poured herself a bowl of cornflakes as her father finished a telephone call. "You're really putting me on the spot," he said to the person at the other end of the line. "I already have a commitment today, Jim." After a few moments, Mr. Jenson sighed and hung up the telephone, while Nancy looked up from her breakfast, preparing for bad news. Her father gave her a sad smile. "I;m really sorry, Nance, but I have to work today, so we'll have to reschedule our fishing trip." Mr. Jenson was a reporter for the city newspaper. After the stock market crash of 1929, his newspaper had laid off most of the reporters. Four years later, they still had only a skeleton crew. He was glad to have a job, but he was overworked and underpaid. Nancy shrugged, trying not to look too upset. She wished she could do something to comfort her dad, and the last thing she wanted was to make him feel guilty. "It's okay, Dad," she said, forcing a cheerful smile. "The worst part is that our photographers are on other assignments," He paused for a moment, lost in thought. "Nancy," he said, "do you remember when I showed you how to use my camera?" She nodded. "Do you think you could help me today? I can't carry all of the equipment by myself, and we'd get to spend some time together." Nancy jumped up from her chair and ran to her bedroom to change out of her fishing clothes. "Make tracks," her dad called down the hallway. "We're in a hurry!" As Mr. Jenson navigated their car out of town, he told Nancy about the assignment. They were going to interview the Carter family, migrant workers who had moved from Oklahoma to California in search of work. Also knows as "Okies," these families were escaping a life of drought and poverty. Mr. Jenson pulled up to a crooked shanty on the edge of a farm, where a lanky man and a rotund woman greeted them. Nancy and her father followed the Carters into the shabby house. All of their belongings were in one room: two dingy mattresses, a wobbly kitchen table with four mismatched chairs, and a small camping stove. The adults sat around the table and Nancy hovered nervously near her father. She felt self-conscious; her family's small house seemed like a mansion compared to this place.

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Date: 10/29

The Camping Challenge

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Maya loved camping with her family, but this trip was different. For the first time, they were camping deep in Pine Valley Forest — far from the usual campground with bathrooms, cabins, and picnic tables. At first, Maya was excited. The air smelled like pine trees and fresh rain. She helped her dad set up the tent, while her mom unpacked food and her little brother, Leo, chased grasshoppers near the stream. “This is going to be the best camping trip ever!” Maya said proudly. As the sun began to set, the forest grew darker and quieter. The tall trees blocked most of the light, and the shadows seemed to move with the wind. Strange sounds echoed through the woods — rustling leaves, snapping twigs, and far-off owl calls. Maya’s excitement began to fade. “Dad,” she whispered, “are you sure this is safe? It’s so dark out here.” Her dad smiled and threw another log on the campfire. “It’s just nature talking,” he said calmly. “Remember, being brave doesn’t mean you’re never scared. It means you keep trying even when you are.” After dinner, they roasted marshmallows and told funny stories. Maya laughed, but every now and then, she looked toward the trees, wondering what might be out there. When it was time for bed, she zipped up her sleeping bag tightly and listened to the night sounds. Then it happened. A loud CRACK! echoed through the forest. Maya’s heart started pounding. She sat up fast and looked at her dad’s tent next to hers. The fire had burned down to glowing embers. “What was that?” Maya whispered. Her hands were shaking. She remembered her dad’s words: Being brave means trying even when you’re scared. Taking a deep breath, Maya slowly unzipped the tent and peeked outside. The air was cold, and the moonlight made silver patterns on the ground. She looked around carefully—and saw the cause of the noise. A large branch had fallen from a nearby tree. Maya sighed with relief and smiled. It wasn’t a monster or a bear—just the wind and a branch. The next morning, Maya told her dad what happened. “You were brave,” he said proudly. “Now you know the forest isn’t so scary after all.” As they packed up the campsite, Maya felt proud of herself. She had faced her fear—and learned that courage can grow in the quietest places.

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Date: 10/30

The Camping Challenge

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Maya loved camping with her family, but this trip was different. For the first time, they were camping deep in Pine Valley Forest — far from the usual campground with bathrooms, cabins, and picnic tables. At first, Maya was excited. The air smelled like pine trees and fresh rain. She helped her dad set up the tent, while her mom unpacked food and her little brother, Leo, chased grasshoppers near the stream. “This is going to be the best camping trip ever!” Maya said proudly. As the sun began to set, the forest grew darker and quieter. The tall trees blocked most of the light, and the shadows seemed to move with the wind. Strange sounds echoed through the woods — rustling leaves, snapping twigs, and far-off owl calls. Maya’s excitement began to fade. “Dad,” she whispered, “are you sure this is safe? It’s so dark out here.” Her dad smiled and threw another log on the campfire. “It’s just nature talking,” he said calmly. “Remember, being brave doesn’t mean you’re never scared. It means you keep trying even when you are.” After dinner, they roasted marshmallows and told funny stories. Maya laughed, but every now and then, she looked toward the trees, wondering what might be out there. When it was time for bed, she zipped up her sleeping bag tightly and listened to the night sounds. Then it happened. A loud CRACK! echoed through the forest. Maya’s heart started pounding. She sat up fast and looked at her dad’s tent next to hers. The fire had burned down to glowing embers. “What was that?” Maya whispered. Her hands were shaking. She remembered her dad’s words: Being brave means trying even when you’re scared. Taking a deep breath, Maya slowly unzipped the tent and peeked outside. The air was cold, and the moonlight made silver patterns on the ground. She looked around carefully—and saw the cause of the noise. A large branch had fallen from a nearby tree. Maya sighed with relief and smiled. It wasn’t a monster or a bear—just the wind and a branch. The next morning, Maya told her dad what happened. “You were brave,” he said proudly. “Now you know the forest isn’t so scary after all.” As they packed up the campsite, Maya felt proud of herself. She had faced her fear—and learned that courage can grow in the quietest places.

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Date: 10/31

The Camping Challenge

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Maya loved camping with her family, but this trip was different. For the first time, they were camping deep in Pine Valley Forest — far from the usual campground with bathrooms, cabins, and picnic tables. At first, Maya was excited. The air smelled like pine trees and fresh rain. She helped her dad set up the tent, while her mom unpacked food and her little brother, Leo, chased grasshoppers near the stream. “This is going to be the best camping trip ever!” Maya said proudly. As the sun began to set, the forest grew darker and quieter. The tall trees blocked most of the light, and the shadows seemed to move with the wind. Strange sounds echoed through the woods — rustling leaves, snapping twigs, and far-off owl calls. Maya’s excitement began to fade. “Dad,” she whispered, “are you sure this is safe? It’s so dark out here.” Her dad smiled and threw another log on the campfire. “It’s just nature talking,” he said calmly. “Remember, being brave doesn’t mean you’re never scared. It means you keep trying even when you are.” After dinner, they roasted marshmallows and told funny stories. Maya laughed, but every now and then, she looked toward the trees, wondering what might be out there. When it was time for bed, she zipped up her sleeping bag tightly and listened to the night sounds. Then it happened. A loud CRACK! echoed through the forest. Maya’s heart started pounding. She sat up fast and looked at her dad’s tent next to hers. The fire had burned down to glowing embers. “What was that?” Maya whispered. Her hands were shaking. She remembered her dad’s words: Being brave means trying even when you’re scared. Taking a deep breath, Maya slowly unzipped the tent and peeked outside. The air was cold, and the moonlight made silver patterns on the ground. She looked around carefully—and saw the cause of the noise. A large branch had fallen from a nearby tree. Maya sighed with relief and smiled. It wasn’t a monster or a bear—just the wind and a branch. The next morning, Maya told her dad what happened. “You were brave,” he said proudly. “Now you know the forest isn’t so scary after all.” As they packed up the campsite, Maya felt proud of herself. She had faced her fear—and learned that courage can grow in the quietest places.

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