The date is 26 May 2045 and I am 15 years old. I was born in 2030, 15 years from the time you are in now. The end of my time in school is in sight and soon I will have to think about where to go to university and what job I want to do. My choices are very different to yours.
This morning at school, we had double science. I think that physics lessons were different when you were in school. People of your time knew that Einstein’s theory of relativity opened up the possibility of time travel.
What you didn’t realise was that space-time is immovable, I can’t go back in time to visit you. But space-speak is different, I can send you a message, I can give you a warning.
My teacher says that you won’t listen, but I think she is wrong for telling me not to try.
Because after physics, we had a lesson on environmental history. We learnt about the animals you have now. We learnt about rain-forests, great ocean giants and huge land mammals that were hunted to extinction for their horns.
We learnt about the way your predecessors changed the laws to prevent a huge hole in the ozone layer from destroying the planet. And how your generation destroyed it anyway.
I know that you lived a life of convenience. Your food was processed, containing the easiest and cheapest ingredients.
The rain-forests were home to people who didn’t conform to your view of a “civilised” society. They lived in the old ways, just taking what they needed from the forest.
But you decided that their rights were not important. Just like the forest animals. There used to be orangutans and sun bears. There were Capuchin monkeys and three-toed sloths.
Elsewhere, there were huge rhinos and humpbacked whales. There were tiny Maui’s dolphins, giant pandas, snow leopards and tigers.
Now, there are very few animals. I hear that when you were my age, it was normal to travel for a year before going to university. There is very little point these days, there isn’t much to see.
Of course, there is still war in parts of the world. We still haven’t found life in space, but there would be little reason for them to make contact if there is anyone out there.
You will be pleased to know that we don’t have to write on paper anymore. There were not enough trees left to cut down to make that. Handwriting died out years ago.
My mum can still write. When she was in school, she read real books and wrote on real paper.
I just think about what I want to write and it goes into the internet. Mum says I don’t need to learn to write. That’s why I can contact you, there are no boundaries on the world wide web (yes, we still know what www stands for).
But I digress, you are wondering why I have got in touch with you. You think that you’re not a decision maker, you think you are just a regular member of the public.
But that’s the point. One person can’t change the way your generation are going. Especially not those in power, their morals are beyond repair.
Only you can save the world. You, the consumer. You make the decisions in your house. You hold the purse strings, you call the shots.
You can change your buying habits. You can stop supporting the big corporations who are destroying animals and habitats.
You won’t, I know that. So instead, teach your children about the world. Make them appreciate the environment they live in. My mum wishes she had known that it wouldn’t last.
And I wish that you had listened and understood. I wish that you had thought about me. I am your granddaughter after all.