Great work by HH Sheik Hamdan yesterday
BUT this is everyday
AND it is not just about volunteering you should be taking care of yourself, others and the environment everyday
Our survival depends on it
OUr children’s future depends on it as well as animals, sea life, flora and fauna
Put your own oxygen mask on first then assist others and your space
For those who may have missed ti NATIONAL item

Dubai Crown Prince spends day cleaning seabed of rubbish
Sheikh Hamdan sets example of Dubai called UAE residents to adopt environmentally-friendly practices

Caline Malek
Caline Malek
December 5, 2017
Updated: December 5, 2017 05:37 PM

Sheikh Hamdan bin Mohammed bin Rashid, Crown Prince of Dubai, leads volunteers into the water in a marine-clean up drive. Courtesy: WAM
Sheikh Hamdan bin Mohammed bin Rashid, Crown Prince of Dubai, leads volunteers into the water in a marine-clean up drive. Courtesy: WAM
Sheikh Hamdan bin Mohammed Al Maktoum, the Crown Prince of Dubai, spent the day, picking rubbish from the seabed during a dive off the Marina as he sought to deliver a message to protect the environment.

“I heard you. Thank you for your incredible contributions. After careful consideration, I have chosen to dedicate my day to cleaning the sea,” he said.

He had earlier asked social media followers how he should spend International Volunteer Day, and received 6,000 ideas in six days.

“Making a difference to the environment starts with the small changes we make in our everyday lives.”

The ideas were meant to inspire and encourage others to follow suit.

Those who suggested the initiative were also invited to accompany Sheikh Hamdan on his quest.

Sheikh Hamdan expressed his delight in children’s participation, namely Mohammad and Saeed Subaih Al Falasi, and Abdullah Ahmad AlMarri, as well as more than 25 diving experts of different ages and nationalities.

“I was delighted to have received the suggestion of diving and cleaning the marine environment from the Emirati child Rashed Marwan AlMarri and Indian child Hanan Mohammed Ali – both who are not older than 12,” he said.

“This is a testament to our children’s awareness of the importance of preserving marine environment and ensuring that future generations get to enjoy a healthy and clean environment in the years to come. Our city is our home and we are all responsible for its cleanliness and for sustaining its resources.

“The activity conducted today not only raises awareness about the importance of preserving the environment but also effectively marries our vision for environmental volunteering and the country’s efforts in this space,” he added.

“There’s a clear correlation between environmental preservation and volunteer work, in large part because the environment affects all aspects of a community and those in it.

“We have developed rules, strategic plans and programmes that support the preserving of the environment and our natural resources – all in support of the government’s larger vision of investing in people and achieving a happy and healthy community.

“Volunteer work is one of the most important means for advancement in society and its success depends on various factors – most importantly, a driven population that believes in volunteer work and its positive impact on society.”

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A permanent reminder of my own stupidity
Justin Rowlatt
South Asia correspondent
8 October 2017
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Justin Rowlatt with his tattoo
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I have done something so stupid I still can’t believe it.
Maybe I had fallen under the influence of the 10-headed demon Ravana.
The vanquishing of Ravana by Lord Rama is the excuse for Dussehra, one of the wildest of all Hindu festivals.
Towering wicker effigies of Ravana and his henchmen – complete with curling moustaches and wicked smiles – are filled with fireworks, ready to be burned in the climax of a re-enactment of Lord Rama’s great victory.
Last year my wife and I took our four children to the biggest Dussehra celebration in Delhi, at the Ramlila Maidan, a vast field outside the gates of the old city.
The burning of Ravana for Dussehra in Dehli, 2017Image copyrightGETTY IMAGES
As the sunlight turned a delicious gold, we joined the jostling queues.
But Ravana’s malign influence isn’t enough to explain what follows. I blame the fairground, too.
There’s an Indian concept called jugaad. It means a simple, cheap solution to a complex problem. Basically – it means bodging it. The rides applied jugaad with breathtaking abandon.
It was as my 14 and 15-year-old daughters and I tottered, giggling nervously, from a terrifying, harness-free spin on a juddering big wheel that I noticed the sheet laid out on the dry mud.
Crouched on it was a man offering temporary tattoos.
Now, I have always hated tattoos. I live in fear of my children getting some ugly doodle etched into their perfect skin. That’s why I thought it would be so funny to surprise my wife, Bee, with a fake one.
“How about a heart with her name in it for her birthday?” I said.
I promise I hadn’t had anything to drink.
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“They wash off, yes?” I asked the tattoo man.
“Yes, yes, yes,” he said.
“Temporary, yes?”
“Yes, yes, yes.”
“Not real tattoos?”
“Yes, yes, yes.”
I felt the chrome nozzle of his little machine. I couldn’t feel a needle.
He showed me a pot of ink. Well, you’d need ink for a temporary tattoo, wouldn’t you?
I pointed to a heart on one of the laminated sheets with pictures of his craft, and then at the letters B, E, E.
“Yes, yes, yes,” he said and took my arm firmly.
Before I knew it, he was already at work, and here’s the thing: it didn’t hurt.
Everyone I know who has ever had a tattoo says it hurt.
All I felt was a prickle. That said, it did worry me, but by then the tattoo man had already inked out a rough heart – and I do mean rough – in the middle of my upper arm.
Justin’s tattoo
It must have taken all of 30 seconds.
He started on the letters.
First an L. Hold on a second…
Then a smaller heart – an O.
Now I was really worried. I tried to pull my arm away.
“No, no, no,” said the tattoo man, pulling back.
With a sharp tug I got my arm free and wiped in desperation at the ink. But beneath my fingers I could feel my skin was slightly raised. The blue-black ink didn’t even smudge.
“What have you done?” my wife wanted to know when we found her in the crowd and showed her my arm.
My daughters were doubled up with glee. Who wouldn’t laugh when your dad has just got himself a tattoo by mistake?
Justin Rowlatt and his wife BeeImage copyrightLEONIE BROEKSTRA
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Justin Rowlatt and his wife Bee
The first fireworks exploded in the sky. Ravana was about to be put to the torch. I was already rushing for the exit.
“There must be a way to get rid of this thing,” I told myself.
There wasn’t. And here’s some advice you probably don’t need – never follow home tattoo removal instructions from the internet.
Flushing it with gin – the only alcohol to hand – didn’t make any difference.
Salification – literally rubbing salt in the wound – didn’t work either.
Nothing worked.
I now have a white scar as well as a cheap tattoo.
My wife was more worried about the risk of blood-borne infection, which is how I came to be sitting in front of a doctor in one of Delhi’s hospitals.
So how risky is a street tattoo like this, I wanted to know?
“Oh, infection is very, very, very common,” he told me with a huge smile.
He said as well as hepatitis A and B, there was also the risk of HIV.
“Really?” I asked.
“Oh, this is a very, very, very common way to get HIV. I see it all the time. All the time,” he said, apparently delighted.
Two weeks later, the results of the blood test came through. It was clear.
The tattoo, however, isn’t going anywhere. Ugly as it is, I’m keeping it – a permanent reminder to be less impetuous.
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Brazil revokes decree opening Amazon reserve to mining

Sluice boxes at a wildcat gold mine at a deforested area of Amazon rainforest in Para state (14/09/2017)Image copyrightREUTERS
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Activists feared revoking protection to the Renca reserve could compromise it
The Brazilian government has revoked a controversial decree that would have opened up a vast reserve in the Amazon to commercial mining.
The area, covering 46,000 sq km (17,800 sq miles), straddles the northern states of Amapa and Para.
It is thought to be rich in gold, iron, manganese and other minerals.
From the moment President Michel Temer signed the decree in August opening the reserve to commercial mining, it was widely condemned.
Activists and celebrities voiced concern that the area could be badly compromised.
One opposition senator, Randolfe Rodrigues of the Sustainability Network party, said at the time that it was the “biggest attack on the Amazon in the last 50 years”.
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Following the criticism, the government revised the decree, prohibiting mining in conservation or indigenous areas.
But a court later suspended the measure altogether, saying any change to the reserve’s status had to be considered by the Brazilian congress.
Graphic shows size of Renca area compared to the size of Denmark
On Monday, the government decided to scrap the decree.
It said it would reconsider the issue in the future, in a wider debate.
“Brazil needs to grow and create jobs, attract mining investment, and even tap the economic potential of the region,” said the Mines and Energy Ministry in a statement.
The BBC’s South America correspondent Katy Watson says this is a victory for environmentalists and a climb-down for the government.
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Rubbish – Trash – Garbage

Whatever word you use for it whose responsibility is it? Ours yes that’s right ours and we need to step up!
I have been thinking a lot about rubbish and litterer’s recently and it really makes me wild.
When you think how superbly clean the METRO is and look into the fines that can be implemented for litter. How come people care so little? Why is it that instead of tackling the people themselves we take the route of employing hundreds of people to pick the litter we shamelessly leave everywhere ewe as humans pass through or by?
The sand dunes to the right and left of the Sh. Mohamed Bin Zayed Road or E311 are stunning and it is awesome to see families, groups of people and all sorts with their fires and barbeques lighting up the night particularly in winter weather. Playing the table and dancing fabulous. But ooh the destruction left behind and the morning after municipality workers are dropped off with the pickup stick and black bags t0 pick up what should have been taken away with by those enjoying the great outdoors. Its not that there are no bins out there; there are many some with lids some without.
There is a beautiful beach where I walk and think of myself as one of its guardian’s eccentric yes. However I pick up rubbish and dispose of it in the bins placed at useful intervals whenever I visit. A young girl asked me if she could join me and we picked up masses. A local lady called to me and told her children to pay attention to what I was doing and that they too should pick up their own rubbish.
Today I was amazed when on two separate occasions I saw men get out of their cars and walk across to bins and put their rubbish in the bin. I wanted to thank them but maintained discretion!
There used to be a campaign in Dubai some years ago where they looked for examples of safe driving and recognised the drivers and rewarded them. Could we not do something similar with litter and whizz in like a Superman or Wonder Woman equivalent and pat people on the back for doing the right thing!
If everyone picked up their own rubbish and set an example what a cleaner and safe environment we would live in
And I am not going to get started on spitting and wiping your nose on your fingers then flicking it onto the path, pavement or someone’s car!
The environment is precious Rubbish – Trash- Garbage is unattractive, unsafe and has no right to be there. Pick it up you know you should.