Writing the TED prize was a good mental exercise, and it took a painstaking amount of time to translate thoughts and images from my brain into clear American English, for as a dyslexic, I have clear concepts, images, an ideas, but not clear words.
Anyway, the writing is done (sent at the last minute 11.59 pm) and yesterday morning, I took my children to weed the playground…and think…yes think.
See, we have the Art in The park festival next Saturday and the park needs to look attractive…when people come to visit our park, I want them to be pleased and impress…and see themselves living in Mott Park.
See, the park is not in complete disrepair, but need so much help! When I collect the weeds, I see the people coming and using the park…and it seems to me that they do not have the urge to clean the park as I have..Why? Are they so used to decay in their lives that this is OK? Is it me that want the park to look like parks in Fenton? Is it me that has higher expectations?
The park has no flower, and yet because the time in which it was designed for a Flint that was rich, very rich is a magnificent piece of urban design. I am amazed that has lasted so long..and yet, vandalism has paid it visit and some of the tennis course metal walls are broken..and the list goes on and on.
I analyzed and tried to find techniques to motivate a new kind of behavior because everything that I see is passive victimhood type of” well I live in Flint what do you expect,” to complete denial of running around the huge weeds on the stairs coming down the park ( which I removed this morning in my dog-morning walk), “well I am here for the time being while things get better, or I’m moving to another college soon, or I am going to be famous writing and will be able forget that I come from Flint, bye” to the sick nostalgia “things were better then”…when in reality if you are like me and talk to the seniors…drinking and wife beaters have been in the park forever.. the difference is that churches, and pastors/fathers were doing more community visits to the homes in Mott Park…and the police did not have this detached macho cars to drive around..and there were no TV’s..only the park.
So, I have been thinking that I will do and experiment to give permission to people to try a different attitude…I will attach signs around the park
Mott Park is In Need of a Lot of Love
To increase the Mott Park’s Quotient of Love:
- You have to feel this park belongs to you because it is true.
- Come and pray and be thankful to have such wonderful place in the city.
- Come and meditate.
- Come and play.
- Come and laugh.
- Come and weed the gardens.
- Come and weed the play areas.
- Come and paint the walls of the tunnel.
- Come and plant flowers.
- Come and collect the litter.
- But most of all come with all your friends to visit the park often
Because if you love the Park,
The Park will love you
Back
And like magic the Karma of the park will change
The park is waiting for you
With open arms
The Mott Park Lady
After I hang the papers, I will let you know how things turn out…in the meantime look at this jewel that is Mott Park.