I see a soldier who was brave and strong when others were tearing apart who she was as if it would impact what she offered. Her story is the story of hundreds of soldiers, and countless others who have stories that are different from hers, but are stories nonetheless. Soldiers who joined the military when society still referred to them as “kids.” Soldiers who have left their families, their homes, and their ways of life. Soldiers who marry and forego honeymoons for overseas assignments or miss the births of their first children. Soldiers who hold their two year old children on their laps, then do not see those children again until they are a year or two older. Soldiers who kiss the people they love good bye one last time without really knowing it. Soldiers who are fighting for what I, a civilian, stand for.
Two corrupt Iraqi police armed with AK-47s lurked only fifty feet away behind a small building, plotting the execution of as many U.S. soldiers as possible, waiting until the moment that they thought Alpha Company appeared to be the most relaxed and off guard before taking violent and deadly action.
I have seen parts of the world filled with so much beauty and other parts so decrepit that unless you were by my side to see it for yourself, no amount of details or pictures could depict an accurate portrayal. I have been thanked and welcomed home by the most loyal patriots, but also protested against by the Westborough church extremists at the gates of the base. I have pushed myself to my own limits while pushing the enemy well past theirs. But most importantly, I have had the chance to serve alongside and lead the most passionate, loyal and fearless people on this planet.
Most Americans would like to think that their time spent working anywhere is more than just a job, and that they are not just spinning their wheels “doing something for nothing.” When you work at a job, it is always more than just that. It is always a learning experience whether you realize it at that moment or much later in life.
Facebook is no doubt changing the way the world communicates, allowing millions to partake in conversation, but this site is not without a dark side. Facebook is the new avenue for profiles committed to promoting “cyber-bullying” and pages like “pro-ANA,” for anorexics seeking information and tools to perpetuate their disorder. In light of the good that Facebook has accomplished, individuals overlook the immoral consequences; an ethical oversight that will have an impact on future generations who hope to use the site to shape a closer knit society.
Parley and Rearrange are sponsoring a writing contest for Veteran's Day. Submissions are due by October 31st.
Unlike Mr. Squarepants who sees his work as the best job ever, and happily prepares the krabby patties, most fast food employees aren’t exuberant or striving to attain the golden spatula. In fact, they don’t even want to be there. Watching the clock becomes an activity. The minutes melt away like the grease on the patties. Attitudes reflect that minimum wage loosely translates to minimum effort.
As the race for the White House moves into the final stretch, the faltering U.S. economy is the topic as unemployment continues to hover at uncomfortably high levels throughout the country, effectively pushing other seemingly less important issues to the side. Environmental issues remain especially marginalized for a number of reasons.
Martin Luther King was not only the face of the civil rights movement, but a symbol of leadership for people around the world fighting for justice and equality. While he is most known for his “I Have a Dream” speech it was his “Letter from A Birmingham Jail” that brought him into the spotlight and brought attention to the peril of African Americans. He was arrested for leading a demonstration for civil liberties and criticized by local church leaders for causing trouble in an already volatile city. With his back against a wall, he was forced to step into the forefront of the civil rights movement. While the letter became known as a masterpiece, it was the launch of “Project C” in the city of Birmingham that would shape the events after.
The looks of despair are permanently carved on the face of Pedro Trejo, a common immigrant to the U.S., who has been arrested and is now being deported back to Mexico for a mundane traffic violation. Pedro, who is a close family friend, now finds himself hundreds of miles away from his pregnant wife, Liz. The hour of Pedro's anticipated return home from work has come and gone, and Liz begins to worry as she contemplates the things that could have gone wrong. She stays awake for hours through the night until fatigue inevitably overpowers her worry. When Liz wakes the following day and realizes she is still alone, her thoughts abruptly shift from supposition to conviction that something has gone terribly wrong. Weeks turn into months, and notwithstanding Pedro's countless attempts to get back to his family, he is unable to beat the intensified efforts of the border patrol. Liz is forced to seek refuge with friends and family in the area, and because of her inability to pay their mortgage, the Trejo’s lose their home. After much effort Pedro is eventually able to make it back to his family, but it is too late to salvage any of what they had worked so hard to acquire.