COMING HOME * A SOLDIERS STORY 

It’s a beautiful day, bright, sunny, and clear. Temperature is just right, humidity perfect. 

It’s been a long trip to get here, here to my home. Only five days ago I was with my buddies, in the combat zone, fighting for our lives. In this place where we couldn’t even pronounce the name, it’s now a place we will forever associate with hell. 

But now it’s home for me. My time in hell complete. Oh the people, Oh the memories my home holds for me. It is a place of comfort, love, and finally peace. 

My Mom, Dad, Sis, Brother, Girlfriend, and all my old friends have come for my return. They gather around close, some have tears, for I have returned and the fear I might not has vanished. Indeed in their mist all my troubles and fears of the last year are over.  

But what’s this? They have removed something from me and are folding it reverently. I am being slowly lowered, and dirt is being shoveled in to cover me. 

I am a soldier, and I have returned home. 

From “G” 2022

 



Memorial Day – revisited

Dear Fellow Journalers,

I found this true story recently and thought I would share.

~Sallie

In September of 2005, on the first day of school, Martha Cothren, a History teacher at Valley Heights High School in Port Rowan, did something not to be forgotten.
On the first day of school, with the permission of the school Superintendent, the Principal and the Building Supervisor, she removed all the desks in her classroom.
When the First Period kids entered the room, they discovered that there were no desks.

“Ms. Cothren, where are our desks?”

She replied: “You can’t have a desk until you tell me how you earn the right to sit at a desk.”
They thought: “Well, maybe it’s our Grades.” “No.” she said.
“Maybe it’s our behavior.” She told them: “No, it’s not even your behavior.”
And so, they came and went ~~~ the First Period, Second Period, Third Period.
Still no desks in the classroom. Kids called their parents to tell them what was happening and by early afternoon, television crews had started gathering at the
school to report about this crazy teacher who had taken all the desks out of her
room.
The final Period of the day came and the puzzled students found seats on the floor of the desk-less classroom.
Martha Cothren said: “Throughout the day no one has been able to tell me just what he or she has done to earn the right to sit at the desks that are ordinarily found in this classroom. Now I am going to tell you.”
At this point, Martha Cothren went over to the door of her classroom and opened it. Twenty-seven (27) Veterans, all in uniform, walked into that classroom,
each one carrying a school desk.
The Vets began placing the school desks in rows, and then they would walk over and stand alongside the wall. By the time the last soldier had set the final desk in
place, those kids started to understand —
perhaps for the first time in their lives — just how the right to sit at those desks had been earned.

Martha said: “You didn’t earn the right to sit at these desks. These heroes did it for you. They placed the desks here for you. They went halfway around the world,
giving up their education and interrupting their careers and families so you could have the freedom you have. Now, it’s up to you to sit in them. It is your
responsibility to learn, to be good students, to be good citizens.
They paid the price so that you could have the freedom to get an education. Don’t ever forget it.”

By the way, this is a true story, and this teacher was awarded Veterans of Foreign Wars Teacher
of the Year in 2006. She is the daughter of a WWII POW.

Let us always remember the Men and Women
of our Military and the rights they have won for us.

Memorial Day

Dear Fellow Journalers,

May 30th is the traditional day of this annual event, so in honor of our veterans please listen:

Sallie

 

 

Memorial Day

May we never forget those who gave their lives so that we might live in Freedom!

       

Memorial Day

Dear Fellow Journalers,

I found this true story recently and thought I would share.

~Sallie

In September of 2005, on the first day of school, Martha Cothren, a History teacher at Valley Heights High School in Port Rowan, did something not to be forgotten.
On the first day of school, with the permission of the school Superintendent, the Principal and the Building Supervisor, she removed all the desks in her classroom.
When the First Period kids entered the room, they discovered that there were no desks.
 
“Ms. Cothren, where are our desks?” 
  
She  replied:  “You can’t have a desk until you tell me how you earn the right to sit at a desk.” 
They  thought:  “Well, maybe it’s our Grades.”  “No.” she  said. 
“Maybe it’s our behavior.”   She told them:   “No, it’s not even your behavior.” 
And so,  they came and went ~~~ the First Period, Second Period, Third Period. 
Still no desks in the classroom.   Kids called their parents to tell them what was happening and by early afternoon, television crews had started gathering at the 
school to report about this crazy teacher who had taken all the desks out of her
room. 
The final Period of the day came and the puzzled students found seats on the floor of the desk-less classroom. 
Martha Cothren said:   “Throughout the day no one has been able to tell me just what he or she has done to earn the right to sit at the desks that are ordinarily found in this classroom.  Now I am going to tell you.” 
At this  point, Martha Cothren went over to the door of her classroom and opened it. Twenty-seven  (27) Veterans, all in uniform, walked into that classroom, 
each one carrying a school desk. 
The Vets began placing the school desks in rows, and then they would walk over and stand alongside the wall. By the time the last soldier had set the final desk in
place, those kids started to understand — 
perhaps for the first time in their lives — just how the right to sit at those desks had been earned. 
  
Martha  said:   “You didn’t earn the right to sit at these desks.  These heroes did it for you. They placed the desks here for you. They went halfway around the world,
giving up their education and interrupting their careers and families so you could have the freedom you have. Now, it’s up to you to sit in them. It is your
responsibility to learn, to be good students, to be good citizens. 
They paid the price so that you could have the freedom to get an education.   Don’t ever forget it.” 

  
By the way, this is a true story, and this teacher was awarded Veterans of  Foreign Wars Teacher 
of the Year  in  2006.   She is the daughter of a WWII POW

Let us always remember the Men and Women 
of our
  Military and the rights they have won for us.

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