Lady Liberty
New York, U S A
As the ferry rounded Liberty Island and approached the pier, Zheng looked up at the stern face: the face of a schoolteacher who had much to offer, as long as we all behaved. He looked at the hand holding the tablet inscribed, as he knew, with the date of the Declaration of Independence. Then he looked up at the torch, that symbol of freedom, that symbol of hope. French engineering, Norwegian copper, and the spirit of America.
Somehow, that spirit needed once again to join the world.
John Slade
Climate Change and the Oceans
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