Baldati is a remarkable NGO working effectively in Lebanon. While everyone around us is talking about the waste crisis and how the waste is dominating our streets, Baldati is actually working on the ground on recycling initiatives with municipalities. Baldati has highlighted the importance of coordination between NGOs, the society, and the government. It has shown us the future consequences that will happen if we don't work together on 1 effective solution. The waste crisis will lead to a lesser touristic importance for Lebanon, an economic problem, an environmental one too, demolishing of our natural resources, a social revolution, and of course several other ones.

I love my country, i love its people and i am going to offer this essay below to them.

As I close my eyes, I feel the air on my face and the smell of roses and lilies. I open my eyes and observe the marvelous view of the sun setting on the horizon. The chill air sends tingles up my spine alerting my body and reminding me of what a wonderful world it is.

Millions of years ago god created earth to be an oasis to human kind. People took advantage of god’s goodness and turned this beautiful sanctuary into an ugly repulsive piece of land where mankind is brought to life, fed, reproduced, and repeats. Today my home, the land I breathe and live from, is being destroyed, burned in the flames, and being shattered in millions of pieces. What I regret the most is that we did this to ourselves. Although today there are many people that realize that we need a change, still there are even more people that simply do not care. My land, my country, my people, are suffering every day battling through giving the coming generations a hint of what our true land is ,or shall I say used to be. I have a dream that one day we will be able to eat fish and meat without getting poisoned. I have a dream that one day my children will not have to live in a world where breathing can destroy their lives. I have a dream that men and women would live in harmony on a planet where there diseases will not wipe out the whole human race. Is it a disgrace if I dream of a true land?

Suddenly I hear a large truck pass by honking and disturbing my peace and quiet. As I inhale the air in I feel the poison being absorbed through my lungs and transported to every cell in my body slowly ripping my God given gift from me and I think to myself is it really a wonderful world?