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| | From: RedHatBillie (Original Message) | Sent: 2/17/2007 7:28 AM |
A friend sent this to me and I thought I'd send it on for you to
read.
Don't know if this
has been posted but boy did it get to me.. so I have to pass it along.
This will make you think.
A little lengthy but
well worth a couple of minutes to read.
Don't Close Your Blinds
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 explanation. My husband thought for a few minutes and then told my son
to go stand in our front living room window.
He said "Son, stand
there and tell me what you see?"
"I see trees and cars and our
neighbor's 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, 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 pretend you see Saddam
come out of his house with his wife, 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. Their children run out and are afraid to stop him,
they are screaming and crying, they are watching this but do nothing because
they are kids and they are afraid of their father. Saddam beats her to
death. You see all of this, son....what do you do?"
"Dad?"
"What do you do son?"
"I'd call the police, Dad."
"OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations. They take your
call. They 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 to whine.
"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?"
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 the window and laughs at you. WHAT DO YOU DO?"
"Daddy..."
"WHAT DO YOU DO?" Our son is crying and he looks
down and he whispers, "I'd 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 needs
them... 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 husband's
questions, and he says...
"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 our son to his chest and hugs him tight and
says... "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, and his children, and the old lady across the way. 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 son, THAT is the greatest atrocity in the world. 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 TROOPS!! SUPPORT THEM!!! SUPPORT
AMERICA SO THAT IN THE FUTURE OUR CHILDREN WILL NEVER HAVE TO CLOSE THEIR
BLINDS..."
This should be printed in every newspaper and posted in
every school in America . Of course that won't happen so we'll use the
Internet. If your blinds are closed, do nothing with this email. If they are
open, I do not need to tell you what to do.
GOD BLESS!!!!!!!!!!
Steven R Chandler, CMSgt 332 ELRS/Vehicle Management Flight
Balad Air Base , Iraq
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| | From: jeasg13 | Sent: 2/19/2007 6:52 PM |
Thank you for the tissue alert |
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