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|A LESSON TO MY SON by A PROUD AMERICAN Irma S. Chambers
The other day, my nine year old son wanted to know why we
were at war. My husband looked at our son and then looked
at me. My husband and I were in the Army during the Gulf
War and we would be honored to serve and defend our country
again today. I knew that my husband would give him a good
My husband thought for a few minutes and then told my son
to go stand in our front living room window. He told him:
"Son, stand there and tell me what you see? " "I see trees
and cars and our neighbors houses. " he replied. "OK, now
I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is the
United States of America and you are President Bush. "
Our son giggled and said "OK. "
"Now son, I want you to look out the window and pretend
that every house and yard on this block is a different country.
" my husband said.
"OK Dad, I'm pretending. "
"Now I want you to stand there and look out the window and
see that man come out of his house with his wife and he
has her by the hair and is hitting her. You see her bleeding
and crying. He hits her in the face, he throws her on the
ground, then he starts to kick her to death. Their children
run out and are afraid to stop him, they are crying, they
are watching this but do nothing because they are kids and
afraid of their father. You see all of this son. . . . what
do you do? "
"What do you do son? ! "
"I call the police, Dad. "
"OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations and
they take your call, listen to what you know and saw but
they refuse to help. What do you do then son? "
"Dad, but the police are supposed to help! " My son starts
"They don't want to son, because they say that it is not
their place or your place to get involved and that you should
stay out of it, " my husband says.
"But Dad. . . he killed her! ! " my son exclaims;
"I know he did. . . but the police tell you to stay out
of it. Now I want you to look out that window and pretend
you see our neighbor who you're pretending is Saddam turn
around and do the same thing to his children. "
"Daddy. . . he kills them? "
"Yes son, he does. What do you do? "
"Well, if the police don't want to help, I will go and ask
my next door neighbor to help me stop him. " our son says.
"Son, our next door neighbor sees what is happening and
refuses to get involved as well. He refuses to open the
door and help you stop him, " my husband says.
"But Dad, I NEED help! ! ! I can't stop him by myself! !
"What do you do son? "
Our son starts to cry.
"OK, no one wants to help you, the man across the street
saw you ask for help and saw that no one would help you
stop him. He stands taller and puffs out his chest. Guess
what he does next son? "
"What Daddy? "
"He walks across the street to the old ladies house and
breaks down her door and drags her out, steals all her stuff
and sets her house on fire and then. . . he kills her. He
turns around and sees you standing in he window and laughs
"Daddy. . . "
"What do you do son? "
Our son is crying and he looks down and he whispers, "I
close the blinds, Daddy. "
My husband looks at our son with tears in his eyes and asks
him. . . "Why? "
"Because Daddy. . . . . the police are supposed to help.
. . people who need it. . . . and they won't help. . . .
You always say that neighbors are supposed to HELP neighbors,
but they won't help either. . . they won't help me stop
him. . . I'm afraid. . . . I can't do it by myself. . .
Daddy. . . . . I can't look out my window and just watch
him do all these terrible things and. . . and. . . . . do
nothing. . . so. . . . I'm just going to close the blinds.
. . . so I can't see what he's doing. . . . . . . . and
I'm going to pretend that it is not happening. "
I start to cry.
My husband looks at our nine year old son standing in the
window, looking pitiful and ashamed at his answers to my
husbands questions and he tells
him. . . . "Son"
"Yes, Daddy. "
"Open the blinds because that man. . . . he's at your front
door. . . "What do you do? ! " My son looks at his father,
anger and defiance in his eyes. He balls up his tiny fists
and looks his father square in the eyes, without hesitation
he says: "I DEFEND MY FAMILY DAD! I'M NOT GONNA LET HIM
HURT MOMMY OR MY SISTER, DAD! I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM, DAD,
I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM! ! ! ! ! "
I see a tear roll down my husband's cheek and he grabs my
son to his chest and hugs him tight, and cries. . . "It's
too late to fight him, he's too strong and he's already
at YOUR front door son. . . . . you should have stopped
him BEFORE he killed his wife. You have to do what's right,
even if you have to do it alone, before. . . . . . it's
too late. " my husband whispers. THAT scenario I just gave
you is WHY we are at war with Iraq. When good men stand
by and let evil happen is the greatest EVIL of all. Our
President is doing what is right. We, as a free nation,
must understand that this war is a war of humanity. WE must
remove this evil man from power so that we can continue
to live in a free world where we are not afraid to look
out our window and see crimes on humanity. So that my nine
year old son won't grow up in a
world where he feels that if he just "closes" the blinds
the atrocities in the world won't affect him. Today the
second day of "WAR on IRAQ" I felt compelled to write this
and pass it along.
Hopefully, you will understand the lesson my husband tried
to teach our son.
"YOU MUST NEVER BE AFRAID TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT! EVEN IF YOU
HAVE TO DO IT ALONE! " BE PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN! BE PROUD
OF OUR PRESIDENT! BE PROUD OF OUR TROOPS! SUPPORT THEM!
SUPPORT AMERICA! SO THAT IN THE FUTURE OUR CHILDREN WILL
NEVER HAVE TO CLOSE THEIR BLINDS. . . . "
We Will Fight For The Right To Live In Freedom
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