The idea of giving back always intrigues many of us. It is not necessarily that we give back to people who first give to us, but giving something that we might buy ourselves to other hands once we do not need them anymore is also a kind of giving back I suppose; we are giving the things another chance to 'live' and 'serve' the new keeper.
It was always a sad thing to see when I was at school or university that students happily threw away their notes once the examination was finished. They threw them high up from the two-storey building to the ground below and while watching them falling they screamed and laughed hysterically because the one-semester burden was no longer a load they needed to carry. They did not care whether they might need them one day. They did not care if there were possibilities they had to repeat taking the exams again. All they care about was the pleasure of being free from the responsibility that the notes 'demand' of them.
I do not care if the knowledge they threw will serve them no good and make their life in the future no way better. I do not care if ones who threw them away were a bunch of dean-listers for every semester because what is it of getting multiple certificates of achievement in academic when you do not even know to be respectful to the value of knowledge and education? What is it of being an intellect when you are still a blind at the end of the day?
If you do not want the books and notes anymore, give to ones who need. You can either give for free or gain some money from it. It is your choice because they are yours anyway. If they are too worn out to be given away, dispose them respectfully. Recycling is the best way to do it. Stack all the books and papers neatly. Place them in a box. Tie them up. Do not let them scatter around the recycling bin. Do whatever it takes to make the process respectful enough.
This is not a new thing to be taught. This is not a discovery. But somehow we do things the wrong way.
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